It's an apology!
The attitude is sincere enough, he's almost bent in half.
But Jiang Yingying only feels sadness in her heart.
Because right now, he is standing up for another woman.
In his eyes, he and Lianlian are a family, and she is an outsider.
Jiang Yingying smiled lightly, tears shimmering in her eyes.
She has always been cheerful and composed, rarely this vulnerable.
She tried hard not to cry, but her voice trembled constantly, "Is Princely Heir apologizing to me on her behalf?"
Zhu Biao was taken aback.
The Jiang Yingying in front of him was different from usual, fragile like the thinnest glass.
He hesitated for two seconds, "Jiang Meimei, since you are so angry, it must be her fault. She is my maid, and as her master, I should apologize. I'm sorry, Jiang Meimei, what can I do to make you feel better?"
In that moment, panic surged in Zhu Biao's heart.
He had never seen Jiang Yingying like this.
