290 Work Hard for Love
Although Qian Haiyi wasn’t the kind of rich playboy who drank and gambled, he had been in the entertainment industry since he was young and had never tasted the feeling of not having money. But now, apart from the 20,000 yuan of pocket money on WeChat, he didn’t have a single cent left.
20,000 yuan might be half a year or a year’s living expenses for ordinary people, but for Young Master Qian, it was not even enough for a meal.
However, he could not believe that his family was really so ruthless. He could only dial his father’s number.
Qian Baokun looked at his son’s phone and glanced at his wife sitting opposite him. Then, he picked up slowly. “Haiyi, what’s the matter?”
“Dad, did you stop my bank card?”
“Yes.” Qian Baokun did not hide anything. “Is there a problem?”
“Why?”
“Didn’t your mother tell you?”
“But-”
“Son, you should know that although our family is a nouveau riche, we have to work hard to be a classy nouveau riche…”
The corners of Zhao Xinyue’s mouth couldn’t help but twitch. She really wanted to ask her husband if a classy nouveau riche wasn’t a nouveau riche. But forget it. The moment she spoke, her son would hear it.
Qian Haiyi was a little dumbfounded. “Father, you don’t have to stop my card, right?”
“You’re my only son. I originally wanted you to inherit the family business, but as you know, a good man has to have a good wife so that this family can prosper. But Han Xueqian… Although I’ve never seen her before, I know her character as soon as I ask around. Such a person won’t do our family any good…”
“Dad…”
“Alright, since you love each other, then show me your courage. After all, she must have said that she loves you, right? Then let’s give you to her. As for the rest… Your mother and I fought for it. It has nothing to do with you. Moreover, we’ve raised you for more than 20 years, so we won’t argue with 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, right?”
Qian Haiyi was speechless.
“Alright, son. All the best for your love!” Qian Baokun hung up the phone after saying that. Then, he looked at Zhao Xinyue fawningly. “Wife, is it okay for me to say this?”
“Not bad.” Zhao Xinyue nodded.
“Then can I go back to our room to sleep tonight?” Qian Baokun was so happy that his eyes narrowed. Previously, because of the matter between that brat and Han Xueqian, his wife vented her anger on him and said that there was nothing good about the Qian men. Then, he slept on the sofa for three days. Actually, it really had nothing to do with him, right? His taste in marriage was so good!
“Depends on your next performance.”
“Wife, don’t worry. I definitely won’t secretly help my son. I’ll definitely carry out my wife and daughter’s instructions seriously. If I violate them, I will 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 mind my daughter-in-law’s background. Anyway, our family is rich and my family has power, but her character has to be good. Although Han Guosheng hid it well, everyone can tell. That Han Xueqian is clearly evidence of his affair…” Poor Cui Na.
“Wife, you’ve investigated? You know about this?” Qian Baokun was surprised.