"Yue'er, Mr. Song's son likes you, do you like him?" Luo Weizi asked.
Luo Yue shook her head.
"Mr. Song, as you can see, my daughter is not willing, so there's nothing more to be done. Let's not talk about an arranged marriage anymore." Luo Weizi said.
Song Ziqiang's face turned dark, feeling embarrassed. In Shanghai, many families wanted to marry their daughters into the Song Family, but he had refused them all. Today, he actively proposed an alliance with the Luo Family only to be rejected publicly. This left Song Ziqiang feeling humiliated.
"Luo Weizi, remember what you said today. I hope you don't regret it later. For my son, to even consider your daughter is your family's good fortune. Since you don't recognize the value, don't come begging me later." Song Ziqiang said in a deep voice.
