Mrs. An brought up Xia Qiuming.
An Mingjiang was instantly reminded of the conflict between his son and Leng Yuan.
Come to think of it, he was actually to blame for the whole affair.
If it weren’t for the job he had arranged, none of this would have happened.
The last time An Dongyang was beaten so badly, An Mingjiang hadn’t gone looking for trouble with the other party, which was already a huge concession.
"Forget it. He should just stay home and behave himself!"
After he spoke, he remembered something else.
"Hasn’t Old Nine been by recently?"
Because of his black market business, Old Nine sent over a sum of money every month. This was the reason he could run his operation smoothly.
But this month’s money hadn’t arrived yet.
Reminded of this, Mrs. An remembered as well.
"That’s right! It’s already past the due date."
The An Family couldn’t possibly live comfortably on just An Mingjiang’s and Mrs. An’s meager salaries. They relied on Old Nine’s "tribute" for a steady stream of spending money.
"That’s simple. I’ll go check on it."
An Dongyang was just looking for an excuse to get some fresh air. With his father sick at home these past few days, he’d been kept on a tight leash, and it had been ages since he’d gone out drinking with his friends.
This time, An Mingjiang didn’t object.
Old Nine and An Dongyang’s relationship was decent enough, so it was fitting for An Dongyang to go.
"Fine, you can go. Just remember: don’t go looking for trouble."
An Dongyang immediately nodded and then left the house.
An Mingjiang watched An Dongyang leave and sighed helplessly. "I hope Dongyang has learned his lesson this time and won’t cause any more trouble."


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