C558 A Good Horse Doesn't Eat Grass!

Or even more likely to like him slapping himself in the face. That's more sincere, isn't it?

After swallowing hard, a man said in a deep voice, "Murong, it's all my fault. I hope you can forgive me."

He raised his hand to wipe his tears and the corner of Chai Murong's mouth curled up. "Forgive you? You know you are wrong?"

"Yes, I was wrong