Xiao Yu spoke each word slowly and forcefully.
"You and your son have to come into my livestream and kowtow to Xiong Xing in front of a million fans to admit you were wrong! Once you've apologized, this ends here. Whatever lies and stories you make up afterward, however you try to salvage your reputation, or even attack and slander me, that's your business!"
"So an apology will do, right? This is your last demand, right?"
"Yes."
"Fine, then give me some time. I need to convince my son."
"You get ten minutes!"
"Hmph, fine...!"
In the end, Feng Qiu dragged a reluctant Feng Zhi into the livestream to apologize.
Feng Zhi refused to apologize. Clearly, with so little time, Feng Qiu hadn't managed to convince her son.
Feng Qiu had to press Feng Zhi's head down and force him to apologize.
After apologizing, Feng Zhi told Xiong Xing and Xiao Yu to go fuck their mothers, one after the other. So frightened was Feng Qiu that she slapped him hard twice, kowtowed several more times, and hurriedly disconnected.
Xiao Yu wouldn't pay any further attention to what became of Feng Qiu, nor would he mess with her again.
If she could still find happiness and latch onto another rich man, that would be her own accomplishment.
As for the father Feng Zhi had just acquired, it didn't take any thought to know that he had certainly acquired him for nothing.
How many normal men could put up with a woman like that?
Anyone who could wasn't normal either.
With that, the matter came to a temporary close.
Xiao Yu felt refreshed.
Xiong Xing wore a complicated expression, but his grief, indignation, humiliation, and worried frown had all dispersed.
Although the emptiness inside him couldn't possibly be filled so quickly,