Ran Qingchen's cheeks reddened, and she emphatically declared, "Mr. Yuan, I have taken to heart the lessons you taught me previously and will not treat them as if they were nothing. Moreover, gold will eventually shine."
Yuan Anjiang nodded approvingly, yet he soon furrowed his brows again.
He walked over to his desk and gently rested his clenched fist on the tabletop, still finding it hard to make a decision.
In his position, any involvement would change the significance of his actions, potentially setting off a chain reaction. Even a small spark could ignite a roaring fire.
After further deep thought, Yuan Anjiang whispered, "Logically, I should invite a few more officials to make the fire burn brighter. But the problem is, no one is willing to bet that the fire will start. No one will risk their future on you, Jiang Mo. It is simply too preposterous."
Jiang Mo was shocked.
What he least hoped for had still occurred.
Ran Qingchen also felt her heart sink.
