"If you have time, go and see her. After all, didn't you say you're free these days? Try to talk more with Ye Zhenzhen; your dad and I both think she's quite a good match..."
The more Jiang Shu listened, the more something felt off. He looked up at his mother and said with a helpless smile, "Alright, Mom, I have my own plans for this."
"I'll go to the company later and see Ye Zhenzhen. If there's anything, I'll definitely let you know."
"I'm done eating. Dad, Mom, take your time."
After placing his bowl in the sink, Jiang Shu pushed the door open and fled.
The sunlight shone like molten gold, bathing him. Every cell in his body seemed to expand, and the fine hairs on his skin fluttered with the light breeze.
Jiang Shu walked slowly along the street.
He wasn't one of those Martial Artists who always had to restrain their desires in the name of training.
