"Zhao Lifei's wealth, has without a doubt, accumulated throughout the years. On her eighteenth birthday, as a special gift for her, the old fool Zhao had given her a favorable amount of shares within Zhao Corporation." Yang Mujian began the plan.
"You will secure it by marrying her."
Yang Feng's face did not change. It remained cunning and fraudulent, everything that a man willing to scam his lover was supposed to be. He was glad his grandfather was getting old and his brain was deteriorating with each passing year.
Marriage was exactly what Yang Feng sought after. But he and his grandfather shared two polar reasonings for it.
"You will have my blessings." Yang Mujian leaned his chin on his arm, a fond smile on his face. To join families with the Zhaos and merging the fortune of a wealthy heiress would be killing two birds with one stone.
"It is up to you to decide how to convince your parents. Your father is quite fond of Su Meixiu."
