Meng Jifang thought that his 18 or 19 years had been pretty good.
He had eaten everything from the sky to the sea. He had seen all kinds of beauties.
When he had gone out, he would hang out with his friends. Everyone had treated him with respect. He had led a carefree life. His parents doted on him, and his brothers protected him. Other than the fact that his marriage had not been decided, he had led a carefree life, even the Crown Prince could not compare to him.
When he thought about it, there seemed to be nothing left for him to cherish.
It was not good. His life was really short, and it made his parents feel bad.
