The Mercedes-Benz G500 was speeding down the highway to Shangjing; Chen Yang gazed at the rapidly receding panorama on either side of the road, feeling quite introspective.
It was just three days until his grandfather's memorial day. When his grandfather had died, he had rushed back briefly, not even having time to attend the ceremony, before heading to the South Sea. There, in the service of his country's honor, he had secretly battled the American military. Emerging victorious, he had regarded this as a tribute to his grandfather.
Since then, he had never returned to the Chens; he knew they didn't think highly of him.
This trip to Shangjing was not just to do his utmost to treat Elder Qiao but also to pay respects at his grandfather's grave.
Seeing Chen Yang gazing out the window and lost in thought, Qiao Daihan asked, "Chen Yang, what are you thinking about? Are you reluctant to marry me and figuring out how to break off the engagement?"
