Zhuo Yue knew all too well; they were angry with him.
It was because he had sent the Butler to propose marriage before, because he had failed Ye Lantian.
He had hurt the pure and kind Ye Lantian.
Watching her run away earlier, he knew very well that the young girl was very upset.
He truly deserved to be beaten.
Pushing away Ye Ningyue, who was helping him, Zhuo Yue dropped to his knees with a thud before Ye Que, looking up at him.
"Uncle, I know it was my fault before, that I caused a misunderstanding for you. I'm sorry!"
He bowed deeply to them again, then looked up and continued, "But today I've come with Ningyue, and I'm serious. I hope you can give us your blessing."
"..."
Ye Zhenhua and Xue Rong Zhen, sitting over at the dining table, didn't say a word.
Neither did Ye Chenxi. He figured with his father around, it wasn't his place to step in and admonish, so he kept quiet.
