"I originally thought you could become a distinguished son-in-law, but now it seems there's no hope for that."
Chen Fang laughed at himself with self-mockery.
He said, "People claim that all are born equal, but that's nothing but deceitful gibberish. In reality, from the moment a person is born, they are branded with a class stamp. Just like Zhong Xiqian, her biggest worry might be what clothes to wear today or which handbag to carry, whereas the worries of some peers her age are whether they can have a full meal today or where to borrow money for their parents' medical bills."
"Are you trying to say that you and her are not from the same class?"
Fang Mei asked.
Chen Fang shook his head, yet his gaze became resolute.
He said, "No, I'm saying that I want to change this innate class structure. Perhaps I cannot make everyone I meet wealthy, but I will do my best to eradicate these injustices, even if the path is fraught with hardships."
After finishing this statement,
