An awkward emotion flashed across Helian Chun's face. He knew that Long Xiliang didn't like Helian Shan. In the marriage alliances of the wealthy, liking was unnecessary, as long as they were socially compatible.
But Long Xiliang didn't even bother to pretend with Helian Shan.
Agreeing to the engagement with Helian Shan was already the greatest favor to the Helian Family.
Helian Chun could only put on a smile in front of Long Xiliang. The two of them walked out of the meeting room. Outside was a corridor and courtyard with an ancient charm.
Long Xiliang turned his head, watching as snowflakes fell into the courtyard. There was a red plum tree blooming against the wind, with white snow falling on its branches. Against the snow, the bright red plum blossoms seemed almost ablaze.
The corridor was covered, yet the wind and snow that blew in from outside still made it somewhat cold.
