Zhao Changyu was sitting at his desk writing something. Hearing the commotion, he looked up and saw her carefully walking in, so he put down his pen and waved her over.
Zhao Hanzhang immediately stepped forward, "Grandfather."
"Did you take Fu Changrong to West City today?"
Zhao Hanzhang responded with a yes.
Zhao Changyu stared at her, "Do you really trust him that much?"
Zhao Hanzhang said, "Grandfather, rest assured, Mr. Fu has no worldly desire for power or wealth."
Zhao Changyu sneered, "Wang Yan also dislikes worldly affairs and only loves philosophical discussions, but he is still selfish and ignores the people's livelihood and the state."
"Wasn't he personally chosen by you as granddaughter's husband?"
"I chose him myself, but I didn't tell you to reveal our family's foundation after just a few meetings with him."
