Ni Jia was flushed with anger. She had been working with Li Tingyan in the guard team for more than two years. Although he was usually cold to her, he had never lost his temper like this before. It must be that villager who spoke badly about her. Everyone says village people are the most petty and mean!
"Tingyan, how can you say this to me? You clearly know I've liked you for two years, but you chose a lowly village person over me!"
"Dr. Ni, you keep calling others lowly villagers like you're very noble. What's wrong with me being from a village? I haven't eaten your family's rice. If you trace back three generations, who isn't from a village?" Nianyang said with a cold laugh,
"Besides, if it weren't for villagers farming the land, where would Dr. Ni get the rice you're eating and showing off with? You eat rice grown by village people yet look down on them. You have some nerve!"
"Well said!"
