A well-dressed middle-aged couple held the hand of a girl with red-rimmed eyes and a defiant face, standing at the door, when they saw Su Weiyi.
The middle-aged woman hurried over, "Miss Sheng, hello, hello."
Su Weiyi glanced at her lightly; it was obvious these two were Zhang Ziyu's parents.
"Hello, Aunt."
Su Weiyi spoke politely, while Su Man stared blankly; Xie Xiaoran had already calmly opened the door and entered the dormitory.
"Miss Sheng, we came specifically to bring Ziyu to apologize to you. It's our daughter Ziyu who's being immature, and we hope you can forgive her. We will certainly discipline her well in the future and won't let her make such mistakes again."
Su Weiyi's face showed no expression, "What business do you have with me? Speak directly, please, I have things to attend to."
The middle-aged woman was taken aback; Su Weiyi's tone was gentle, but her words gave an inexplicable sharp impression.
