Song Yufeng looked at Yang Xin'er, his eyes filled with guilt and a trace of tenderness. He gripped her hand tightly. "Xinxin, I won't make any more foolish mistakes in the future. I will love you with all my heart and soul." After this experience, he had come to understand that only his own wife was truly loyal to him; other women approached him only for his money, for his power.
Yang Xin'er smiled lightly and nodded, then helped Song Yufeng up from the ground and slowly walked towards the outside. "I was at fault in the past too; I was too selfish. I will change." In the future, she would rein in her temper, absolutely not giving other women the opportunity to take advantage of a crisis.
Song Yufeng shook his head. "Xinxin, thank you for not giving up on me." He was really touched right now.
Yang Xin'er looked at Song Yufeng and smiled tenderly. "You're my husband, how could I give up on you? Let's go home, let's go appeal to Mr. Song."
