Without looking at them, he said, "Dad, mom, reputation... He's here to apologize. Do you want to forgive him for his attitude?"

Apologize?

An apology can bring Anxin back to life?!

Trembling, Su Xiuling reached out and grabbed the clothes on her chest. She twisted her eyebrows and stared at the tall man not far away.

She has an impulse to work hard with him!

An Zhenyang's eyes were dim, and he tried his best to restrain them.

He stood next to Su Xiuling and held her shoulder tightly. It seemed that without his support, she would fall down weak. After all, she had been too sad and had not eaten for three days.

The famous eyebrow peak is deep and restrained. The eyebrows seem to be mixed with pain. The air here seems to be suffocating.

He slowly drew back his eyes and looked stiffly at the old couple standing in front of the sofa.

There was a slight absence in his eyes.

Then his knees bent, and the emperor like man knelt in front of an Zhenyang and Su Xiuling!

The sound of knee landing is like a heavy hammer, which is in everyone's heart!

This surprised the housekeeper's chin!

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly opened her eyes!

"Wrong is wrong, sorry." The high reputation raises his chest and eyes, and his voice is as dumb as late at night.

Even kneeling did not affect his aura.

"..." Su Xiuling almost doubted her eyes. Her whole head was blank! The line of sight is also blurred!

An Zhenyang was also particularly shocked. For a few seconds, he simply forgot to breathe!

I only heard the high reputation say sadly, "I know people can't come back to life after death, and I don't want to say anything pretentiously, but... I'm willing to accept all the ways you can make up for it." Although he was kneeling and his voice was not high, the emotion and prestige at the bottom of his eyes were still stagnant.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at him incredulously, and the sour and soft all the way spread to her chest. Did the reputation kneel down?

She thought he wouldn't compromise?

He is such a proud man. He has a high reputation.

Somehow, seeing such a high reputation, Su Xiaoxiao suddenly felt sad.

"I'm here today to ask for forgiveness." His eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, his facial features are particularly rich, and his eyes are too rich to see the bottom. It seems that there is some fog in them. It doesn't feel very real.

Su Xiuling burst into tears and her tight heart trembled violently!

At the moment when the reputation knelt down, the hatred in her heart somehow subsided, and some accepted her fate.

An Zhenyang held his wife's shoulder tightly and a painful sense of oppression rose on his chest.

Su Xiaoxiao's shocked eyes stayed on the man kneeling beside her. She couldn't believe her eyes, and the whole mind was blank.

Without opening his mouth, there was a brief silence in the living room.

Everyone's heart is heavy.

An Zhenyang doesn't want to embarrass him. After all, people can't come back from death. Even if his heart hurts again, he doesn't hate it so much at the moment when the reputation realizes his mistake.

Loosen his wife, he strides towards the reputation, squats down, and lifts him up, "Mr. Sheng..." in fact, until this moment, an Zhenyang is in a trance.

Anxin has been dead for more than ten days. He never thought he could get a famous word of sorry.

The reputation knows that his move represents forgiveness, "..." the stone in his heart fell to the ground, and his heart has been redeemed.

An Zhenyang picked up his reputation. He put his hand around him, closed his eyes and gave a heavy sigh, hammering his back.

The bottom of his eyes was filled with painful things, and he hugged an Zhenyang. He said in a dumb voice, "I'm sorry..."