"Yes, yes, yes, I'm the scum, wife, please calm down."
"Wife, wife, I was wrong, so wrong, honestly!"
"Holy crap, wife, that's an antique, don't be rash, put it down."
"Wife, that's a famous calligraphy and painting, there's only one..."
"Wife, you can't hit with a golf club, that could kill someone."
"Wife... I was wrong, I'm kneeling, isn't kneeling enough?"
"Really kneeling?" Di Jinxuan lifted her eyebrows while holding the golf club.
"Kneeling, really kneeling." Nangong Jin nodded solemnly, stepped forward to take the club from her hand, and with a face full of repentance, said, "I really was wrong, I shouldn't have lied to you."
Di Jinxuan glared at him angrily, "Then kneel down!"
Nangong Jin's expression was one of a person ready to correct his mistakes, swiftly tossing the golf club aside with a clean, neat, and dashing posture, looking as if he was about to kneel at any moment.
Di Jinxuan thought he really was going to kneel and was somewhat surprised.