The old man looked at him with frustration born of disappointment: "Xingxing is such a good girl, how could you... how could you be so foolish!"
"I know, I deeply regret it," Lu Beiyuan lowered his eyes and clasped his hands together, his tone somber, "Grandfather, I truly regret it."
The typically self-disciplined and strong grandson showing such an expression in front of him naturally made Lu Mingrui's heart ache.
But feeling sorry was one thing; being angry was another.
Such a good granddaughter-in-law, and to have lost her?
The most infuriating thing was that neither of them told the truth, and if it hadn't been for Lin Xuan speaking up, he would still be in the dark.
"What use is regret!" the old man exclaimed angrily: "The urgent matter now is to make Xingxing forgive you immediately!"
"I know." Lu Beiyuan said: "I've been trying."
