Indeed, the visitor was Pei Zhiyao.
Following the man were two bodyguards, and they entered the Liang family's villa with large and small parcels in tow.
The moment Pei Zhiyao stepped in, Liang Yu's face lit up with a smile.
She rose with self-satisfaction, every movement exuding grace.
On the other side, there was a bustle, resembling the lively scene of a formal marriage proposal visit.
"Just put them there. You, always the same, just showing up and bringing so many things!"
Liang Yu's father was all smiles, nothing like his aggressive demeanor that day.
Having Pei Zhiyao as a wealthy suitor, who wouldn't be satisfied? Who wouldn't be happy?
The Liang family could not wait to keep a firm grip on Pei Zhiyao, not just for planning ahead, but also as a foundation for future living.
"Sit down, go sit next to Liang Yu."
Pei Zhiyao had yet to speak a word.
Only under such enthusiastic hospitality from Liang Yu's father did he reluctantly say, "Okay."
