“Be more honest,” the woman warned from the side.
"I know, your brothers must be busy selling fruit and don't have time to attend the graduation ceremony."
Looking at the shocked expressions on the sidelines, it really felt wrong to have no one to back me up.
Make his son apologize to Alair until you forgive his son.
"You're not here yet."
It was Clare. I knew exactly when I appeared below the podium. A beam of light shone down on me, illuminating my white tuxedo. I smiled, my crimson lips curving upwards as I looked up at everyone above.
The woman looked at Wei Zhijing. Although I knew about the existence of vampires, I had never thought of Grace as a vampire. I realized that the young man behind me was a very safe person. Just as I was about to shout for my family to grab me, I saw the young man look over again.
“Yes.” Nanzhi looked up at Grace Rejun’s profile. “It’s just that they sell golden fruits.”
Now, do you dare say anything more? Covering your cheek, obediently walk behind Nanzhi and apologize, whether willingly or not: "I'm sorry..."
That instruction felt like a special command, constantly urging me on, driving me crazy, and I hit Cynthia.
Before the family could react, they all gasped.
Cynthia slowly cried, her head drooping, sobbing, "I'm sorry, Wei Zhijing, please forgive me."
Wei Zhi smiled bitterly.
"Cynthia, apologize to Alaire right now!"
The woman snapped, "Slow down and apologize to Alaire, beg for your forgiveness, do you hear me?"
The woman walked inside, looking dazed.
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