Zeng Mu did not need to think hard to understand why Yuan Qian had come. He had anticipated this long ago: as long as the Shen Family went ahead with the early wedding, Yuan Qian would inevitably come looking for Suoliya.
While Suoliya and Yuan Qian talked, he stood outside in the courtyard, letting the night breeze wash over him as he sorted through his thoughts.
He had sent a large sum of money to the Yuan Family earlier. From Yuan Qian's perspective, it was enough to repay her father's debts and spare him from execution, while also saving her from having to marry Shen Yun as a last resort. That was probably how she saw it. She really was a naive girl.
From Yuan Luo's perspective, however, although the money had saved him from death, it was no reason to break off the engagement. Yuan Luo was a man of considerable standing, and his very face suggested a man whose word carried weight. Besides, marriage was no trifling matter. Even with his financial troubles resolved, he could not simply use that as a reason to cancel the marriage with the Shen Family and refuse to send his daughter to them. First, it would damage his credibility; second, it would cost him face; third, it would leave Yuan Qian with a reputation for being unreasonable, making it far from easy for her to find another good family to marry into.
Thus, the wedding would proceed as planned. No matter how strongly Yuan Qian objected, spilled water could not be gathered back. As a merchant, Yuan Luo had principles. How could he go back on his word at the last moment?
That meant Yuan Qian had to marry whether she wanted to or not. The money had accomplished only one thing: