Yan Guobai was left speechless, and finally let out a snort: "You just want to protect your reputation, fine, fine, let's just forget I said anything."
"Fourth Uncle, my apologies." Yan Nanmo picked up his cup and took a light sip, concealing the coldness in his eyes.
Jiang Li looked at Yan Guobai and said, "Dad, you don't need to make it difficult for Third Brother. The family has plans for me too, but I don't wish to be an official; I only like teaching, and this is quite good. In the future, I will not take the route to officialdom; I just want to be a teacher for life." Jiang Li's tone was gentle yet carried an undeniable firmness.
Yan Guobai slapped the table: "Rotten wood cannot be carved." He left without eating.
The atmosphere was momentarily awkward.
Pei Ying frowned, "Alright, let's not let one person affect our mood, let's eat, Jiang Li, don't take your dad's words to heart, I'll talk to him later."
"Mm." Jiang Li nodded nonchalantly.
