「A few hours later.」
It was already late at night when Zhang Boyang returned home.
Surprisingly, Zhang Shu was still awake at this hour, waiting for him in the living room.
"Father, is Junior Brother Fang Yue alright?" Zhang Shu asked 'eagerly'.
In truth, Zhang Shu was conflicted at this moment.
Part of her hoped the news from the servant that afternoon was wrong, and Fang Yue was only lightly injured.
But at the same time, another thought surfaced: 'It would be for the best if Fang Yue were crippled.'
This left her feeling very conflicted.
"Shu'Er, earlier you asked me to arrange a match between you and Fang Yue. I can agree to that now. I will find a way to betroth you to Yu'Er."
However, Zhang Boyang didn't answer directly. Instead, he looked at Zhang Shu with a grave expression.
Although Zhang Shu had an arrogant and willful personality, she was also extremely clever.
'The matter she had begged Zhang Boyang for all day to no avail—how had it become so easy now?'
