"How is that impossible?"
Mrs.Cui glared at Qin Wan.
Qin Jijiu also furrowed his brow, his fingers tapping lightly on the table. His voice was mild, but Mrs.Cui already saw that he was displeased.
"Sixth Master Gu used this poetry collection to wash away his reputation as a useless fop. As his in-laws, we ought to be pleased to see him succeed, ought we not."
There were some things that could not be said outright, only hinted at.
Qin Wan kept turning the pages, trying to find some flaw. In the end she said sullenly, "Everyone else was a sable's tail, he was just a dog's tail mixed in among them, only there to make up the numbers. Maybe it was for the sake of the betro…"
