Could it be that she was going to say that she did not understand ye Zhuo?
She was now a mute who could not say anything.
Han Zhen smiled apologetically at Ye Zhuo. “Miss Ye, you’re exaggerating. I should be the one apologizing to you. It’s me who did not consider your feelings beforehand.”
As the President of the literary association, Han Zhen could only apologize.
Only by apologizing could those who were trying to redress ye Zhuo’s grievances be appeased.
Seeing this scene.
Wang Zhishu and Sun Openg were dumbfounded.
They had thought that ye Zhuo had used a backdoor to become master Yu’s disciple.
But now, it seemed that the situation was completely different.
Ye Zhuo was a genius!
If he wasn’t a genius, how could he solve the problem in three languages at the same time?
Wang Zhishu and Sun Openg looked at each other and saw shock and disbelief in each other’s eyes.