Zhan Jiawei uttered a single apology, and all pretenses of face and dignity were abandoned in an instant.
He then kowtowed forcefully to Zhan Yun, "Zhan Yun, I was wrong, please forgive me for the sake of our blood relation. I promise I will never trouble you again."
Zhan Yun sneered in his heart, "Now of all times, you're still thinking about the future."
"That's not what I mean…" Zhan Jiawei hastily explained.
Zhan Yun looked at Zhan Jiawei coldly, pondering internally, "So, uncle took my parents' money and refuses to return it, huh? Fine, then. Let's swap Zhan Jiawei for it. I really want to see whether uncle values money more, or his son."
With that thought, Zhan Yun suddenly smiled, "Let you off? Provoking trouble, I would like to forgive you, but will the law allow it?"
After speaking, Zhan Yun turned around and went back to the hospital ward.
Han Yongbao was stunned, not immediately grasping the meaning behind Zhan Yun's words.
