"Yu Xing" led the actor into his own little Western-style house.
The place was furnished quite nicely. To Qu Xuanqing, it looked a little old-fashioned, but in the Republican era, it was certainly among the most fashionable. A servant or two passed by. Seeing the young master chatting happily with a guest, they didn't stop to greet him, but quietly went on their way.
At last, the two of them stopped by a terrace on the second floor. It had been specially set up as a place to relax and drink tea. The brown-red leather sofa sank slightly beneath the actor as he sat down. A maid brought refreshments, and the young master picked up the topic they'd been discussing when they first met.
In front of the actor, the young Yu Xing made no effort to hide his displeasure. He complained about his father and all the women he'd brought into the household—some were concubines, while others didn't even have an official status—leaving no one uncriticized. He seemed absolutely full of resentment.
Yet Qu Xuanqing could tell that as Yu Xing vented, his mood was rapidly improving.
"So you don't want to start a family this soon?" The actor took a sip of black tea and smiled as he identified the crux of the matter.
The young master had gone abroad early and returned home after completing his studies at just twenty-two. He was undoubtedly a brilliant young talent, but in China, a man his age was expected to find a girl and get married. Plenty of second-generation heirs from wealthy families started families before building their careers; some even married before going to university.
That was why Master Yu had started thinking about introducing his son to the daughter of a business partner—in other words, arranging a marriage