A flash of disgust crossed Yu Jiuqing's eyes. When he spoke, his voice was even colder than Shen Qing's. "My wife is correct. The person you should be apologizing to is not us, but my child."
Duchess Kaiyang trembled. But since they were clearly in the wrong, she could only grit her teeth in secret, pull Chen Qilang along, and curtsy to Yu Zihan. "My child was thoughtless and has caused harm to Young Master Yu," she said. "I apologize on his behalf. I hope you won't take this matter to heart."
The onlookers couldn't help but exchange glances.
'For Duchess Kaiyang, Chen Qilang was the son of a concubine, and she was only his mother in name. To be dragged down by him and forced to humble herself by apologizing to a child was truly a miserable fate.'
Then again, the fact that she was willing to go this far was admirable.
She was certainly far better than Marchioness Zhongyong, who was still stubbornly refusing to admit she was wrong!
