Jinci Shen's hand under the hem of his suit clenched into a fist, his voice cold as ice: "Doesn't he love Bian Yue? How can he just watch?"
Jinci Shen's question caused Dai Jiangqing to show a disapproving look, disdain unmistakably flickering in his eyes as he spoke slowly, "Mr. Shen, you should know, in this position, so-called love should come after family interests. The young master has done very well."
In Dai Jiangqing's eyes, Jinci Shen in front of him was only chosen by Shen Shu when there were no other options. Only the young master truly deserved everything of the Shen Family.
He was the true heir, rigorously raised with all the resources of the Shen Family.
Dai Jiangqing detested the violent and bloody tendencies that emanated from Jinci Shen, even now, though he looked elegant and indifferent in his neat attire, Dai Jiangqing knew that he would always be that shady character dressed in dark colors.
He never belonged in the world of high society.
