Xia Ye said, "Since we're here, let's wait. I'm sure they also want to see our sincere apology."
Yinxing thought the same.
No matter what, they planned to wait outside.
Until they came forward.
They waited for four hours.
By noon, it started to snow.
The snow grew heavier, and a thin layer had already accumulated on the ground.
Yinxing's clothes were soaked.
The butler came out for the fourth time, "Please go back, our master and young master even if they are home, do not wish to see you two."
Yinxing said, "I want to see Ah Yan, I have something to say to him."
Xia Ye and Yinxing stubbornly stood amidst the wind and snow.
Until evening.
And at this moment, in front of a floor-to-ceiling glass window on the third floor room.
Stood a tall and cold figure.
Behind him was a middle-aged man sitting in a wheelchair.
It was Zhou Dachuan.
Zhou Dachuan spoke, "Ah Yan, if you still have feelings for this girl, I have ways to bring her back to your side."
Ah Yan said nothing.
