Zhou Yuncheng listened, clenched his teeth, and finally took out his phone and dialed Zhou Qiluan's cell phone.
A moment later, Zhou Qiluan's voice came through.
"Dad, what's up?"
Zhou Yuncheng was silent for a while, until Zhou Qiluan called out 'Dad' again, and then he began to speak, "Qiqi, Dad has thought about it, that day Dad doubted Miss Mu's identity, it must have made you uncomfortable and felt like Dad didn't trust you. We really shouldn't have acted like we didn't trust you. If Dad made you unhappy, Dad wants to apologize here and hopes you can forgive Dad. Of course, your aunt feels the same, and she also wants to apologize. Can you forgive us?"
There was a pause on Zhou Qiluan's end, completely unexpected that his own father would apologize and ask for his forgiveness.
It was the first time he felt valued by his father.
"Qiqi, are you listening?" Zhou Yuncheng didn't hear Zhou Qiluan's response, so he asked again.
