What really matters to the Li family is how well Li Qingmu did on the test. If he passed, then the family would continue to live together in harmony. If he failed, well, sorry, but he could get lost!
Li Qingmu looked at the family members who were staring at him like he was a piece of merchandise, a sudden wave of disgust washed over him. Was he just a tool in their eyes, something that could secure them a good life?
He recalled in those past years, every time he took his paintings and calligraphy out, his family members would look at him with those same eyes, waiting for him to sell the artworks for money to support the household. Yet, he always considered them his closest people, so he mistook those looks as concern...
Lost in these thoughts, Li Qingmu didn't notice how much time had passed, and the Li family members, seeing that he wasn't speaking up, started having their own ideas.
