Mr. Yang looked at Yang Moye, then looked at Zhang Huanhuan, sighed helplessly, forced a smile, and said to Ye Xingbei: "It's all my fault. I didn't educate them well. I will come to see Police Nie Yan again the next day. Don't worry, I will definitely give you an explanation on this matter!"

He took Yang Moye and Zhang Huanhuan away from the hospital.

When he returned to Yang's house, he sat on the sofa, motionless.

Yang Moye and Zhang Huanhuan stood in the living room, not daring to sit down or leave.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Yang Moye and Zhang Huanhuan's legs were stiffened.

Zhang Huanhuan gently pulled Yang Moye and gave Yang Moye a wink.

Yang Moye whispered to Mr. Yang: "Grandpa, I feel uncomfortable all over. Can I go upstairs to rest first?"

Mr. Yang looked at him coldly: "Before your dad comes back, you two will stand here for me and you are not allowed to go anywhere! Whoever leaves will get out of the Yang family forever!"

Zhang Huanhuan was so scared that he was shocked and did not dare to make any small moves.

Yang Moye's eyes were red with grievance, lowered his head, and tears fell on the floor.

"Cry? Do you still have the face to cry?" Mr. Yang said irritably: "You make everything happen, and it's your fault from beginning to end! Since you apologize, you should look like an apology. Your classmate is lying on the hospital bed for your reasons. Do you feel guilty at all?"

"I have..." Yang Moye sobbed and said, "I know I'm wrong, I've already apologized..."

"What's the use of you going to apologize?" Mr. Yang angrily slapped the coffee table: "Do you feel a little guilty on your face? Are your classmates sad and sad when they are lying on the hospital bed? You don't! Do you know that when you stand in front of the female classmates' bed, there is only the shame and grievance on your face that others are forced to apologize, without a slight sadness and guilt. You apologize with that face, do you think others are blind or fools?"

"I..." Yang Moye's voice trembled and he couldn't speak.

He didn't know that there was so much talk about apology.

He thought he had to apologize.

When he was standing in the Nie Yan police ward, there were so many people around him, so he was not in the mood to think about how Nie Yan is doing now.

His mind was full of being seen by so many people, and he bowed his head to police Nie Yan to apologize, and all his face was lost.

When he lowered his head and said "I'm sorry", his heart was full of grievances and shame, so how could he have the energy to be sad and guilty?

Mr. Yang was so angry that his chest was fluctuating violently. He grabbed a teacup and smashed it hard at his feet. "Yang Moye, if you continue like this, you will be ruined! You don't even have the most basic conscience, you only think about yourself. If you keep doing this, you will grow into a beast without conscience, do you know?"

Such accusations are too serious and Yang Moye cannot accept them.

He cried sadly and shook his head: "Grandpa, I didn't! I knew it was wrong! I really knew it was wrong! I have already apologized, and I also said sorry to police Nie Yan..."
Chapter completed!