"Take a good look at what kind of man your husband is," Feng Yueming spoke indifferently. "Knowing this, do you still want to beg for mercy on his behalf?"
Liu Chuan threw himself forward, clutching fiercely at Mi Shuilan's thigh, wailing and repenting endlessly. "Wife, you must beg for mercy on my behalf. A night as husband and wife begets a hundred days of grace; we have been married for over twenty years... I was confused, I was momentarily blinded and led astray by those women outside. I promise I will change. You must save me..."
Mi Shuilan's heart was shattered, but still, for all his faults, this man was her husband, the companion of her life...
"Commander Feng, I still have to plead for him. He was just confused for a moment. Please forgive him... Yaoyao," Mi Shuilan looked at Mi Yao with hope, "Please say something, plead with Commander Feng on my behalf. My husband didn't mean it, please give him another chance... I am your aunt, your father's own sister..."
