Hearing talk of marriage again, Li Bao Xiang's face stretched long and taut, "You're not really thinking of making me marry that fat woman, are you!?"
Grandma Li coaxed him, "Right now, they're worried about Fang Fang's marriage. If we let them know you're interested in getting married, they'll really start treating you like family, and that's the only way they might put in a good word for you. Only then can you easily pass the examinations!"
Li Bao Xiang frowned, feeling deep disdain in his heart. Such people—even showing an interest in marriage was beneath his status. It would be a laughingstock, the thought of marrying someone like that.
Old Man Li also took him aside to persuade him, "...Right now, your future is what matters most!"
Only then did Li Bao Xiang's expression soften slightly, and he went to Fang Family Village with him.
But when he returned, his face looked even more displeased.
