Jia Chenggang felt like a bucket of cold water was poured over his head, but he understood that Hairong was indeed somewhat resistant to him. He finally chuckled, "Rong has a big heart; I haven't spent much time with him. You need to speak up for me more in front of him. But about the school thing, if we can't get his residency sorted, he might not be able to attend the Guard Team's school."
"Why not? Haigang was also a member of the Guard Team and sacrificed his life for the country. Why can't his son attend the Guard Team's school?" Wang Xia's voice was urgent but she tried to keep it low.
Jia Chenggang sighed helplessly, "Wang Xia, the schools within the Guard Team only take in the children of current officers. This..."
"Chenggang, you have a way, don't you?" Wang Xia took a step forward and gently leaned on Jia Chenggang's shoulder.
