Bad Boy

Li Xuekai clenched his fists when he heard Mr. Li's demeaning words. "I know that this project won't work out, but the research itself is meaningful. At the very least, it can produce many important materials for future generations to use. Dad, don't always talk about benefits."

Mr. Li sneered. "Fine, we won't care about the benefits. Our family isn't in need of your scientific research results. Let's just talk about fame. Do you have no money or resources? Why do you have to work for that Xue Xi? Back then, the two of you were tied for first place in the Math Olympiad competition. How are you inferior to her?

"You must have been bewitched by her beauty so you are willing to be a boot-licker, right? Even if such a project produces scientific research results, in the end, the name on it will not be yours! I really don't understand why you put in so much effort. Is it for fame or for benefits?"

Li Xuekai: "To make life meaningful!"