Liang Jinhong's heart seized at the thought, and he suddenly recalled the words his grandfather had said to him a few days earlier.
"I don't care how you play around outside, nearly all the young masters from hereditary families in the capital have their flings, but when that girl from the Zhang Family comes back to the country, you'd better get your act together. Then we'll have a dinner and set your arrangement in stone. Don't disappoint your grandfather!"
The intention of his grandfather was crystal clear—he wanted him to enter into a marriage alliance with the girl from the Zhang Family to bring closer the Liang Family's business partners and solidify the Liang Family's status.
But Liang Jinhong didn't like such arrangements. Thinking of that girl from the Zhang Family, and then looking at Wu Jingyi who sat before him, pure and fragile, a sense of restlessness and guilt welled up in his heart, and he turned his head away, rather unnaturally saying,
