Zhuang Yuezhou entered the Qiao Family and was summoned by Qiao's father into the family's side room, which was very quiet and served as the small study of the house. Both Weilan and Qiao Jingchen liked to do their homework there in the past.
"Mr. Qiao, I am truly ashamed," Zhuang Yuezhou looked at Mr. Qiao and said, "to have caused you worry as well."
Qiao's father glanced at him and said, "Young Master Zhuang, you needn't feel ashamed, I understand that you would not have let things come to this if there were any alternatives."
Zhuang Yuezhou opened his mouth but didn't know what else to say.
The words of Qiao's father only deepened his shame.
But this shame was more about helplessness.
"Young Master Zhuang, the reason I called you here is to discuss something with you," Qiao's father said.
"Please speak, Mr. Qiao," Zhuang Yuezhou listened respectfully.
