At this moment, not only Lin Shuyu, but even Jing Taicheng thought, that girl probably can't stay.
Even if she leaves the country for a while, it doesn't mean she won't return someday.
Once she appears again, she might stir up trouble all over again.
But the naive Lin Wei was still saying, "Grandfather, He Tang is not the kind of girl my sister described. If possible, I'm willing to give up my career here for her, accompany her abroad, and never come back. Wouldn't that make everyone relieved?"
Lin Wei's words didn't help; the moment he spoke, Jing Taicheng's expression changed.
Jing Taicheng looked at his naive and innocent grandson with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.
Not to mention, he would never agree to Lin Wei being with He Tang.
He had already arranged Lin Wei's future marriage.
Who is Lin Wei? The youngest national treasure-level pianist and his grandson, Jing Taicheng. How could he let such a dubious woman into the family? It's an absolute joke.
