"Who are that couple, and what kind of background do they have? How could even a big shot like Han Pengming have to bow and apologize to them?"
"You were sick yesterday and didn't come to work, so you don't know. Yesterday, the Han Family's eldest young master kneeled in the heavy rain all night long just to ask for forgiveness."
"The Han Family's eldest young master? Could it be that prodigal son, Han Zi'ang?"
"Exactly! It's him. Hard to imagine, right? That unbridled, arrogant guy actually kneeling down to someone else."
"Impressive! These two are truly not simple, incredibly curious."
...
Even though Han Pengming had gone to such lengths, Chen Wei and Leng Qianqian still had no intention of paying him any attention.
Angry?
With things having developed to this extent, how could Han Pengming dare to harbor such an emotion.
He bit his tongue.
It was because he was worried that repeating the same words too many times would irritate Chen Wei and Leng Qianqian.
