On the banks of the Lingjin River.
Chen Yang had a full haul after an afternoon of fishing. Yang Hu, on the other hand, had only caught two finger-sized crucian carp. His catch looked quite embarrassing compared to Chen Yang's full basket.
Why? Yang Hu's face turned green. How is this fair?
"Keep trying next time," Chen Yang said with a smile, patting his shoulder.
Yang Hu was speechless.
After returning the small boat to an old man and paying the agreed-upon rent, Chen Yang gave him the basket of fish as well. With just the two of them at home, it would take them more than ten days to finish all that fish.
"Thank you, Young Master," the old man said, thanking him profusely.
Chen Yang waved dismissively, a smile on his lips. He seemed to be in a good mood. But when he saw the news on his phone about the Qin Family's arranged marriage, the smile instantly froze on his face. His expression darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
An arranged marriage.
