"Brother Li, you're really good at sweet-talking." Nianyang poked his firm chest, looking disdainful, but feeling very sweet inside.
She knew that Li Tingyan never lied, and whatever he said was always sincere.
"Actually, in the end, it's because I'm not strong enough." Nianyang sighed, "If I had a big enough backing and connections, Ni Jia wouldn't have been able to scheme against me, and no one else would think I'm not worthy of you!"
This incident served as a wake-up call for Nianyang. Her current power was still too insignificant. She had been solely focused on how to promote and expand traditional Chinese medicine, but she neglected her own qualifications, which were not yet sufficient to act at will.
For instance, if someone wanted to take her down, just one statement about her lacking a medical license could easily overthrow her. If she had her own influence, who would dare to make a move against her?
