Back in the Shentu family hall, Shentu Tian-Yin faced Shentu Wei-Ye and a whole group of the Shentu clan. She’d seen these faces from childhood and was very familiar with them but they felt very much like strangers to her in that moment. 

“What did you want to talk with me about, Grandfather?” Shentu Tian-Yin did not want to spend a minute longer than necessary here.

“Do you truly intend to marry that punk?” Shentu Wei-Ye looked displeased. 

“We love each other and he’s also very capable. Why can’t I marry him?” said Shentu Tian-Yin. 

“Capable?” Wang Fang interrupted, “That punk is just a high-school graduate. What’s so good about him?”  

“He worked his way up from the bottom and is now the chairman of Thunder Horse Manufacturing. Even China Industrial Group wants to work with him and ask him to solve the problems they cannot. What is this if it’s not ‘capable’? He may be a high-school graduate but he knows several foreign languages. Aunt, you’re a university graduate - how many foreign languages do you speak?”

“I…” A look of shame...