Looking at Zheng Gongxuan's face beaming with smiles, Zheng Ming's heart warmed. Over the years, he had come to understand his father's character very well.
Although becoming a Count had thrilled him, it hadn't been enough to send him into a frenzy, boasting about it. His father was acting this way simply to alleviate his own guilt.
"Yes, the biggest dream of your father's life was to elevate our family to the rank of a Ninth-Rank Aristocratic Family. Now that he has become a Count, there is nothing hindering our family's entry into the ranks of noble families,"
Duanyang Ying said, likewise wearing a smile that seemed to benefit from a misfortune.
While Zheng Xiaoxuan giggled and said, "I heard from mother that now that father is a Count, I can eat whatever I want to eat in the future."
"Eat, eat, eat. Careful you don't turn into a little fat pig," Zheng Ming teased, pinching his sister's ear affectionately.
