Seeing this, Zhao Jing immediately threw a bucket of cold water on his excitement.
"Don't get your hopes up. The Xu family won't just hand you opportunities. At most, given that you've failed the examinations multiple times and your future prospects are dim, they might arrange a sinecure for you. But to expect them to break the rules and promote you just because you're Mother's son… that's just not going to happen."
De'an retorted indignantly, "How do you know it's impossible? Haven't you heard the saying, 'love me, love my dog'? Mother was their most beloved daughter, and she's been gone for so many years. To make it up to her, they'll do everything they can for me. And what would that be, if not promoting me as much as possible?"
"They're more likely to promote Father than you." Zhao Jing paused, then added, "They're also more likely to promote *me* than you."
De'an was so angry he rolled up his sleeves. "Jing, don't you go too far."
