If Xia Ning hadn't been so determined to control her expressions, she truly would not have been able to stop herself from bursting out laughing.
She had never seen anyone with such a thick skin before, clearly having done something wrong yet shamelessly expecting others to forgive him, even demanding it, how shameless could he be?
Fu Han looked at He Xing to see his reaction, and unsurprisingly saw that his face had darkened too, the temperature in the room plummeting once again, revealing how infuriated he also was.
All they heard was He Xing's icy voice ringing out, "Uncle Xia, let's leave the past in the past. I don't want to mention it again."
"Alright, alright, we won't bring it up. You're saying that, I'll take it as you've forgiven me," Xia Guoxiong was indeed thick-skinned and had his way of dealing. He Xing seemed only a step away from wearing his bad mood on his face, and yet, Xia Guoxiong acted as if he didn't notice anything.