“Probably. I don’t know what he’s doing, acting like a child at that age,” Xuemin said with a smile. “He didn’t mean what he said about me losing my wits. That’s why he came back with the documents I asked for so quickly. He doesn’t have anything against you; he was just saying that to me, to vent some of that dissatisfaction with me! Yi, he involved for no reason. It would’ve been the same for anyone.”
“I see, I see.” Lin Yi nodded, enlightened. “But Uncle Guan seems to be doing rather well? He doesn’t rely on the family anymore?”
“Not really, not after last time.” Xuemin shook his head and gave a wry smile. “But, Xiaoxiang’s lucky. He found a sponsor even more powerful, and now he’s doing very well. He does come visit once in a while to prove how he doesn’t need me to succeed.”
“Haha, I didn’t think Uncle Guan had that side to him.” Lin Yi smiled. “He probably knows you did what you did for his sake. It’s just that he hasn’t gotten over it yet.”
