The burning sensation on her face made her realize that Mo Yanshang had hit the last straw.
Since childhood, Mo Yu was spoiled rotten by her grandfather, who had never raised his voice at her, let alone beating her.
The slap had awoken her. She had finally come to terms with her stupid mistakes and understood how important Han Jingru was to Mo Yanshang, that blood was not always thicker than water.
“Grandpa, I was wrong. I realize my faults now. Please forgive me,” she begged.
Clenching his fists, Mo Yanshang was rendered speechless. Mo Yu can’t redeem herself just by admitting her mistakes and giving an apology. As much as I wanted to help her, the ball is in Han Jingru’s court.
Han Jingru walked past Mo Yu to enter the living room and found Wu Xin on the floor.