Although Qian Haiyi wasn't the kind of spoiled brat who indulged in drinking, gambling, and whoring, he had grown up surrounded by luxury and had never experienced being broke. But now, apart from the 20,000 yuan he had on WeChat for spending money, he had no money left at all.
Twenty thousand yuan might be half a year or a year's living expenses for an ordinary person, but for Young Master Qian, it's not even enough for a single meal.
However, he still couldn't believe that his family was really so ruthless, so he dialed his father's number.
Qian Baokun looked at his son's phone, glanced at his wife sitting opposite him, and then slowly answered, "Haiyi, what's up?"
"Dad, you've suspended my bank card?"
"Yes," Qian Baokun didn't hide anything. "Is there a problem?"
"Why?"
Didn't your mom tell you?
"But……"
"Son, you should know that even though our family is nouveau riche, we should still strive to be nouveau riche with style..."
Zhao Xinyue's lips twitched involuntarily. She really wanted to ask her husband, "Isn't a classy nouveau riche still a nouveau riche?" But never mind, her son heard her as soon as she opened her mouth.
Qian Haiyi was dumbfounded: "Dad, you don't need to suspend my card, do you?"
“You are my only son. I originally wanted you to inherit the family business, but, as you know, a good man needs a good wife for the family to prosper. But that Han Xueqian… although I’ve never met her, I can tell her character just by asking around. A woman like that wouldn’t bring prosperity to the family; she would only ruin it…”
"dad……"
"Alright, since you two are in love, then show your courage. After all, she definitely says she loves you for who you are, right? So let's give you to her as a person. As for the rest... that's all what your mother and I worked hard for, it has nothing to do with you. Besides, we've raised you for over twenty years, so we won't hold it against you... As for the future, don't we still have your sister? Even if your sister doesn't want it, I can donate it to the country, can't I?"
Qian Haiyi: ...
"Alright, son, for love, keep going!" Qian Baokun said, then slammed the phone down. He looked at Zhao Xinyue ingratiatingly, "Wife, is what I said okay?"
"Not bad," Zhao Xinyue nodded.
"So, can I go back to my room to sleep tonight?" Qian Baokun's eyes crinkled with joy at the news. Before, because of that brat and Han Xueqian's affair, his wife had taken her anger out on him, saying that no one surnamed Qian was any good, and he had been sleeping on the sofa for three days. It really had nothing to do with him, okay? He had such good taste in choosing a wife!
"We'll see how you perform from here on out."
"Don't worry, wife, I will never secretly help our son. I will definitely carry out your and our daughter's instructions. If I disobey, may I sleep on the sofa for the rest of my life." Qian Baokun raised his hand and swore.
"That's more like it." Zhao Xinyue's expression softened, then she sighed, "Actually, I really don't care about my daughter-in-law's background. Anyway, our family is rich, and my family is powerful. But, her character has to be up to standard. Don't be fooled by how well Han Guosheng hides it. Anyone with eyes can see it. Han Xueqian is clearly evidence of his infidelity..." Poor Cui Na, that fool.
"Wife, you investigated this? You even know this?" Qian Baokun was surprised.
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