Lu Mother spoke with unwavering determination; she had been annoyed with the Jiang Family's newly-retrieved daughter for quite some time.
Her own son was excellent in every way, a scion meticulously groomed by the family to be gentle, well-mannered, a noble gentleman like an orchid or a fine tall tree; matching him with Jiang Nanshu was like a good cabbage being bulldozed by a pig.
She didn't understand what Old Sir Lu was persisting in.
He even forbade her, the mother, from meddling in her son's marriage.
Even if Lu Qingyan resisted, it was futile because Young Master Lu had said, if he didn't marry Jiang Nanshu, someone else could take the seat of the Lu Family's Heir.
She couldn't fathom what sort of spell the Jiang Family girl had cast on the old man!
"No! Xiao Yan can only marry Nanshu," Old Sir Lu stated flatly; there was no room for negotiation on this matter.