Yu Wanzhi's anger slightly loosened when she heard he had been subject to family discipline.
She sat down on the sofa, picked up the flower tea from the table, took a sip, and asked, "What did your grandfather say?"
"Grandfather... he told me to marry Lu Sirong," Jiang Che said haltingly.
As these words fell, Yu Wanzhi's face, which had just softened, immediately darkened again, and she violently slammed the tea cup onto the table.
"What?!" she demanded, "The Lu Family, that fallen household, all these years they've been relying on the fourth son to bail them out, where do they get the nerve to demand you marry Lu Sirong?!"
"What's wrong with dad, he knows I want to enter into a marriage alliance with the Xiao family's daughter, you don't need to worry about this matter, I will talk to your grandfather."
Jiang Che nodded obediently.
