Lu Jingzhi paused, a slight frown slowly formed on her face, her tone tinged with dissatisfaction. "Little uncle, you're too cynical."
Jiang Jinxu: "..."
Yes, this little niece was here to deliver medicine to him.
Even if it was as dark as he imagined, he had no ground to say anything.
His tone softened a bit, "She is my mother, my elder, there's no place for me to say more. If —— if I do fall ill..."
If he was unable to participate in the prefectural civil service exam, to be labelled an ill-bred, to have stains on him would no longer be insignificant issues.
He then would have no choice.
He wouldn't be able to act as the scapegoat anymore.
He couldn't advance any further.
Upon reaching that point... no one would want that to happen.
