Zhao Shu seethed with anger.
What was the third section of the family thinking? How could they consider such a timid girl worthy of him?
He wasn't one to place much importance on family background, but he was certainly out of reach for a family like this!
How could he stomach this?
He stood up and forced a smile. "I won't partake in this meal. I suddenly recalled that Auntie Fang prepared dumplings filled with shrimp and mushrooms this afternoon. I'll return home and have those dumplings!"
This meal wasn't particularly enticing, and it wasn't worth any potential complications.
"Hey!" Third Uncle attempted to halt him, grinning. "You're already here!"
Tongshun pushed aside Third Uncle's hand. "Just say what you want to say, don't touch him. My Young Master doesn't appreciate being manhandled."