Shifting the Topic

Shifting the Topic

Wang Feifan's actions left Yu Jun and his wife stunned for a moment.

When the butler had reported earlier, he said that someone claiming to be Wang Feifan from Qingyun Mountain had stubbornly refused to leave.

Yu Jun had assumed he had come to help treat his son.

So he simply had the butler bring him in. The butler had not mentioned anything about a marriage contract.

He had been worried about his son at the time and had not given it much thought.

Now, it finally dawned on him.

Qingyun Mountain—wasn't that where his father's old acquaintance, the Yellow Robe Holy Lord, resided?

While his father was still alive, the Yellow Robe Holy Lord had visited and made a marriage pact with him.

Years later, his descendant would bring the marriage certificate to fulfill the agreement.

Because of this matter, Yu Jun had once had a huge fight with his father.

Yu Qiangwei had been barely a few years old, yet her lifelong fate had already been decided.

As time passed, the matter had nearly faded from memory. Who would have thought that he had truly come?

Yu Jun resisted the idea in his heart.

His daughter was exceptional. As her father, he knew that better than anyone.

When it came to love, he hoped his daughter could fall in love freely and be with the person she liked.

Not be taken away by someone who merely moved his lips.

As the saying went, one did not slap a smiling face.

Wang Feifan presented his gift with a smile, so Yu Jun could not readily turn hostile.

"So you are a descendant of the Yellow Robe Holy Lord. Forgive my discourtesy. Please, sit!"

Yu Jun did not accept the gift.

Wang Feifan understood. It seemed Yu