She Thought that You’re a Slutty Misstress

"Despite you being so nice, I was spiteful and I won't do this again. Would you consider the fact that we've known each other for a long time, also… consider that my dad passed away when he was trying to rescue Old Mr. Su. Please forgive me once more?"

Mrs. Helan felt the pain on her face worsen like it was on fire after saying that. It was as if her wound was rubbed with chili noodles—pain, spicy, and hot… She had completely lost her face. 

Looking at the mocking and taunting face of Yan Qingsi, the fire of anger and shame engulfed Mrs. Helan's heart.