Lian Jing looked down at the document bag on the table and nodded slightly. "Yes, I want to marry her."
Old Master Lian sighed. His tone was dignified and cold, the same tone he used when he was in charge of the Lian family in the past. "Have you thought it through? Every girl in this dossier can help you. They are far superior to Shen Yin in any aspect, whether it is status, family background or looks. Marrying any of them will be very beneficial to you. It will be far better than marrying a forensic pathologist with no family background."
"I know." Lian Jing's cold eyes suddenly glanced over. A closer look revealed the unshakable determination in them. "I've made up my mind."
At the entrance, Shen Yin had just entered the house when she heard this sentence. She looked up, puzzled, and met Old Master Lian's uncertain expression.