Liu Qingmei's voice was very soft, but Qin Hai heard it clearly.
He sighed silently in his heart, it seemed just as he had guessed, Liu Qingmei truly hated him, not even willing to accept his apology.
And rightly so, a woman like a princess in her most beautiful and tender years had her chastity forcefully taken by him, like a delicate flower brutally destroyed, the pain she must have felt was unimaginable to most, and Liu Qingmei's hatred towards him was certainly deeper than the seas and higher than the skies.
A simple "I'm sorry," how could that possibly dissipate the resentment in her heart?
Not enough, nowhere near enough!
If it were someone else, if it wasn't for Liu Qingmei's tolerance and kindness, she might not have waited until years later to confront him today but might have sought revenge much sooner.
Thinking this, Qin Hai suddenly made a decision and then looked up at Liu Qingmei.