Jiang An desperately wanted to argue.
But to his astonishment, everyone in the family looked at him with cold disdain, and beneath that disdain lay contempt.
Ever since he had passed the examination to become a scholar, everything had been smooth sailing. When had anyone ever looked at him like this?
In that instant, he also realized he could not say another word.
For now, his aunt's family had only been driven out, leaving some room to turn things around. If he kept talking, the Marquis of Zhennan might well go on a killing spree.
This man was a lunatic. Just because he was smiling now did not mean they could forget what he had done before.
Jiang An silently rose with Jiang Mother. Only after seeing the two visitors off did Jiang Mother speak. "I think the Marquis of Zhennan was right. You may seem successful now, but you waited a long time before finally securing this post. If you botch it, the Jiang Family cannot withstand the thunderous wrath that follows. Even the Liu Family would refuse to shoulder it."
"You'd best conduct yourself wisely."
Jiang Mother coldly left him with those words, then took Jiang Wujie's hand and went inside.
Once there were no outsiders around, Jiang Mother immediately said, "Your father's ambition is showing more and more. Now he doesn't restrain himself at all. That pack of fools who don't know their place even dares to throw their weight around in front of me."
"They already added something to the bird's nest soup you drank before, Mother. Now Grandmother still frequently sends people over with late-night snacks. I'm afraid she still thinks she has you under her control. She's also brazen in front of those relatives, giving them ideas they have no business entertaining."
Remembering Auntie