Zhang Fu sighed. Although he was a rough man, he understood that feelings cannot be forced.
Previously, he held on to a bit of hope, thinking that as long as he consistently treated Meng Meizi well, one day, he would eventually touch her heart.
But now, Meng Meizi had said it herself that she couldn't let go of Zhao Ting. He couldn't force her, could he?
"Meng Meizi, I'll take my leave now," Zhang Fu said.
"Brother Zhang, thank you for your intentions. I hope you find someone to spend the rest of your life with," Meng Yao sincerely blessed him.
Zhang Fu was a reasonable person and did not pester endlessly.
In terms of character, he was truly a good person.
Zhang Fu bitterly smiled, "Let's talk about the future when it comes."
After Zhang Fu left, the Zhao family's children all rushed to Meng Yao.
"What do you all intend to do?" Meng Yao was taken aback.
