Chapter 670: Chapter 670: Rong Yan answers fluently and handles it calmly.
Sir Lin made it clear that he thought Rong Yan was not suitable for Li Shengxiao, yet Rong Yan deftly resolved her own embarrassment with humor and ease.
The venerable elder raised his eyebrows, but his attitude remained unchanged, “Miss Rong, where do you think you are worthy of Shengxiao?”
Although the elder’s question was somewhat over the top, Rong Yan still answered honestly, “I think except for my background and capabilities, I should be barely worthy in other areas.”
Her bold and direct answer took Sir Lin by surprise, but he did not immediately mock Rong Yan’s reply.
After all, in terms of appearance, the girl in front of him was indeed a match.
But for someone like Li Shengxiao, choosing a partner requires more than just looks.
He looked sternly at Rong Yan, his words sharp and uncompromising, “Do you think background and abilities are not important?”
“No, they are very important. They can make or break a person. Some people are struggling every day to get to Rome, while others are born in Rome. Of course, the background and capabilities are very important,” Rong Yan admitted candidly, facing his scrutinizing gaze, “but I can’t decide where I was born, and as for abilities, I will constantly strive to improve myself to become a better person.”
Li Shengxiao’s path was fraught with thorns, and she knew this when she chose to follow her heart; she would forge ahead, cutting through the difficulties step by step towards him, believing that someday she would make it as long as he was willing to give her the time.
Lin Tingfeng had heard such words more than once, and he was past the age of believing in promises. He interrupted Rong Yan sharply, “Miss Rong! You yourself said, some people struggle every day to get to Rome, while others are born in Rome. You’re one of those running towards Rome, while Shengxiao was born there. Even if you quicken your pace and run desperately, when do you think you’ll ever reach Rome? And during the time you’re running, are you asking him to give up the possibility of advancing further and just wait for you at the starting point? Don’t you think your affection is a little too narrow?”
Rong Yan was not intimidated by his words. With a pursed red lip and glistening eyes, she said firmly, “My affection involves me giving my all to strive for what I want to do. If during the process he becomes impatient and leaves, I won’t blame him. If he’s willing to wait for me, it means he feels that I am a more important existence than advancing further. I have no reason to be convinced by someone to give up and leave him halfway before he gives up. That would be even more unfair to him! And I don’t think such affection is all that great.”
In his lifetime, Lin Tingfeng had held high positions of power, to the extent that people had to bow when they spoke to him; even those higher in status would spread their legs and lower their heads automatically to accommodate him. One could say that his word was law, and he had never been openly contradicted before.
Rong Yan not only rebutted him, but did so logically and calmly. He could not find a suitable reason to get angry.
Because she was too composed, facing his provocations as if chatting casually, every word of hers countered his views, yet everything she said seemed to make sense. She was not quibbling obstinately or pleading for mercy. Instead, she expressed her thoughts clearly and lucidly.
Lin Tingfeng did not like situations that deviated from his expectations, as they made him lose his sense of control, “Let me put it more bluntly, Miss Rong, I do not approve of you being together.”