Fan Tong's face went dark as iron. He said, "Xiao Feng, I may not be as lucky as you, but Heaven can't ignore me forever. Do you have to make it sound so ugly? You're a Deputy General now, but that doesn't mean I won't one day leave the cabinet as a prime minister. When that time comes, we'll still have to rely on each other."
In front of Tong Huaqiong and the others, Fan Tong's emotions almost collapsed.
Aside from Fan Tong himself, everyone else found his words nothing short of a joke.
Tong Huaqiong almost spat out a mouthful of water.
Fan Tong hadn't been treated like some honored guest in Tong Huaqiong's home and felt stifled, yet he didn't dare voice his dissatisfaction to her. Seeing Nie Xiaofeng relying on his status as the young uncle, he vented all his frustration on him.
