The atmosphere at the dinner table became tense. Jiang Dechun looked at Nan Fei with a worried expression. His weathered but upright features were filled with mixed feelings of anger and helplessness towards life.
"Nan Fei, I'm sorry you had to go through this. Dad believes in you," Jiang Dechun said.
"Sis, I also believe in you," Jiang Zhuanzhuan immediately voiced his support.
Jiang Yang put down his chopsticks, his serious little face called her name, "Nan Fei."
"Those people are just too horrible," Jiang Dechun slammed the table, startling Jiang Yang. Nan Fei quickly held Jiang Yang's hand in comfort.
"Listen to me, all of you, even if it requires my last breath, even if I need to sell everything we have, I will send you all to good schools. We must ensure you get into college and have successful careers, so those who look down on us can see our true value," he said.
Jiang Zhuanzhuan nodded, his eyes shining with determination.
