I Don’t Expect You to Forgive Me

Xie Pinggang glared at the coachman, who was so frightened that his legs were shaking.

He trembled for a moment before suddenly kneeling on the ground. "T-This old slave only saw how beautiful the tile was. I held it in my hand and looked at it a few more times. I really didn't know that it could have such an effect... I'm ashamed!" 

After he finished speaking, he rushed toward the stone block beside him. With a thud, his head was bleeding, and he fell to the ground.

If he told the truth, he and his family would have died.

If he had not told the truth, even if he had died, it would have been an accident. Even if the second young lady wanted revenge, they would not have beaten his family to death when she returned. At most, she would have sold them... At least he would have kept his life.

Xie Pinggang frowned.

Dong Yiyun, on the other hand, was trembling in shock.