If only Shen Junxu had been a bit more cautious and hadn't thrown that sachet to Shen Juncheng back then, perhaps this matter could have been covered up. In the end, it's still because this rebellious son lacks brains.
This infuriated him; there wasn't a single useful person in the whole family.
Shen Junxu really didn't want to follow an adopted son; if that got out, his reputation among his circles wouldn't stand. He immediately retorted and then pouted to his grandmother.
Madam Lü furrowed her brows. Zhou Qing, after all, is a merchant, and it would be inappropriate if word got out. She wanted to say a few words, but Shen Yong directly interrupted, "Mother, I have made up my mind. There is no room for discussion on this matter."
He tossed in another sentence, "If you don't go to Qing'er, you can also join the army. Anyway, you're of age now, and in the Training Department, you might as well temper your temperament."
