"Little sister, I actually think that since our Qiao family is doing well now, we don't have to join the fight for the Ji family's young mistress position. After all, if we fail, the consequences aren't something our family can bear."
"Hur hur! Second brother, why are you still so 'timid'? If we succeed, then our family will officially step into aristocracy, unlike now where even the upstarts can mock us behind our backs."
She scoffed in disdain.
"You think that our family is already well-to-do, but without the Ji's backing, the Qiao is nothing!"
"… But, little sister, you are the savior of the Ji family's heir. As long as you have that identity, even if you don't marry into that family, they will forever be our backing," reasoned the man calmly. From his speech, it could be seen that he was neither a dumb nor a timid person.
Rather, he was very smart and rational.
His thought was not wrong; alas, her next words made him change his mind.
