As the saying goes, a beggar cannot be a chooser.
Deyong had always believed there was truth in that. People spent too much time talking about freedom and choice these days, as though every person entered the world equally entitled to both.
The reality was far less romantic.
Some people were born with obligations. Some were born owing debts they could never repay.
Gratitude should have come before preference.
Guiying, in particular, had never understood that.
He had been given a family name. Given an education. Given opportunities most people would spend their entire lives chasing.
Whatever shortcomings existed in his circumstances, they were insignificant compared to everything he had received.
Yet he always seemed fixated on what he lacked rather than what he had been handed.
Deyong found that deeply ungrateful.
After all, how many people in Guiying's position would have been fortunate enough to enter the Shen family?
