He said this, looking like he would kneel down at any moment.
Lu Zhaozhao quickly waved her hands, "You better not kneel."
She had no fondness for men who loved to kneel. In TV dramas, men who often knelt were definitely scumbags, and it was pretty much the same in real life.
Besides, Yin Zhuhai was not a good person to begin with.
Yin Zhuhai's eyes suddenly widened with surprise. "Does this mean you forgive me?"
His hopeful gaze turned to Lu Zhaozhao, barely able to hide the excitement in his eyes.
He had come here clinging onto his last hope, never expecting Lu Zhaozhao to be so easy to talk to.
But the next second, his face darkened.
That's because Lu Zhaozhao took out her phone from her pocket, and Yin Zhuhai clearly saw that the last app open was the record function.
His mouth gaped open as he looked at Lu Zhaozhao with a somewhat ugly expression, "You—you're recording? You know this doesn't have any legal effect, right?"
As he spoke these words, his mouth trembled.
