After a long while, Li Jifan finally spoke again, and his first words were a sigh, "A Farmer official, no matter how junior, is still an official. Do you really not feel any reluctance to resign just like that?"
An Jing couldn't help but find it amusing. This man clearly expected her to lose the bet, to resign her position.
However, An Jing didn't comment on the bet. In fact, she wasn't even sure if the seedlings she and her husband had grafted together would survive. She simply said indifferently, "What's there to be reluctant about? If that's the case, then it's my fate. Everyone has their own destiny, I don't insist on going against it."
Li Jifan was first startled, then expressed his admiration, "Lord An, you really are open-minded."
An Jing laughed, "I have to be, don't I? I am a woman after all. Even as an official, I'm still a woman and can't compare to you men."
