Without any surprise, Meng Zhao naturally had no intention of refusing Dou Xi's suggestion.
He refused to believe that if they truly brought up a marriage alliance, those three great families would try to fob him off with some crooked melons and cracked dates. They did not have to be heavenly beauties, but lovely features and graceful figures were the bare minimum, weren't they?
Then he could both strengthen their ties and sample some beauty—an absolute bargain with no losses.
As for wronging Liang Muqiu, Han Lu, Zhu'er, and the others, it had not come to that.
He had never been a man devoted to one woman alone, and they understood that perfectly well.
With other women, he could let his body lead and keep his heart out of it. But toward those few women, he still held a little more tenderness and affection.
Finalizing the matter took quite some effort. Seeing that the others were truly exhausted, Meng Zhao had the mansion servants take them away to wash up and have a hearty meal. Once they had rested, they could return to discuss matters further.
Linghu Rui and the other two withdrew with great gratitude. Their first impressions of one another had been quite good.
It counted as a fine beginning.
Only the two Meng brothers, Meng Zhao and Meng Chuan, remained in the main hall. It should have been an atmosphere of intimate brotherly closeness.
Yet for some reason, an eerie and uneasy air had always hung over the place, making it difficult to bear.
Among the Meng Family, the person Meng Zhao got along with best was actually Meng Chuan. This Fifth Brother of his was upright and straightforward, with excellent talent as well. He was highly likable. Though he was not enough to entrust with the