She suddenly felt angry.

She came to find Ji Yunli, but no matter how Ji Yunli treated her, she refused to introduce him.

But I can’t hurt Gu Hanxing!

"Mr. Ji, apologize to my friend!"

Ji Yunli was stunned.

Over the past three years, countless people have come to him, hoping that he can come out of retirement and fight the lawsuit.

But no one dared to speak to him in such a tone like Song Qingyu.

Hiding the shock in his eyes, Ji Yunli ignored Song Qingyu and reached out to close the door.

Song Qingyu raised her hand to block it, her beautiful eyes seemed to be burning with anger: "Apologize!"

Ji Yunli finally spoke impatiently: "You are begging me!"

"But since you hurt innocent people, you should apologize," Song Qingyu grabbed Ji Yunli's collar and said forcefully, "Apologize!"

Ji Yunli glanced uneasily at Gu Hanxing behind Song Qingyu.

There was no trace of regret on Gu Hanxing's face.

The corners of his lips even curled up slightly.

It was as if the person being splashed was not himself at all.

Ji Yunli was a little confused about these two people.

One of them was clearly splashed with water by him, but he was not angry at all.

The other one was not splashed with water, but he was so angry.

Fear made him subconsciously want to step back.

Just then—

"Qingyu, let him go. Just like Mr. Ji said, we are the ones who come to ask for help, so we should always behave in a begging manner."

Song Qingyu was unwilling: "But..."

The smile on Gu Hanxing's lips deepened: "Be good."

The voice, which was permeated with the spring breeze, seemed like a summer breeze in the restless late autumn, blowing away the coldness in Song Qingyu's heart.