Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s
Chapter 1135 - 1035: If the Upper Beam Is Not Straight, the Lower Beam Will Be Crooked

Chapter 1135: Chapter 1035: If the Upper Beam Is Not Straight, the Lower Beam Will Be Crooked

"An Hao! Are you asking for death?" Qin Fen, infuriated by the hit, roared as he stood up, glaring with bulging eyes and baring his teeth in a towering rage down at An Hao.

"Why do you have the right to hit him?" Li Junping also felt distressed, "He made a mistake, An Ping hit him, Qin Jian hit him, and now you’re rushing up to hit him too! Is it because he made one mistake, you won’t let him live?"

"I hit him because he deserves it!" An Hao looked at him with cold eyes, her face covered in frost, "What have you done! Qin Fen, does your conscience not bother you? Do you know that because of you, your brother could have been promoted to company commander, but now it’s all fallen through because of this mess! Who gave you the audacity to do such outrageous things!"

"What? The company commander’s position is gone?" Li Junping’s heart sank, "Are you sure this is Qin Fen’s fault?"

As soon as she said this, An Hao’s heart cooled by more than half.

"Sister, dealing with such a despicable person, why bother reasoning with him?" An Ping stepped in front of An Hao, reaching out his hand towards Qin Fen, "Give back all the money you’ve siphoned off."

"No!" Now that the facade was torn down, Qin Fen had no interest in smoothing things over anymore and decided to go all in, "Whoever has the money, it’s theirs."

"Sister, do you hear how shameless he is?" An Ping yelled, "Hand over the money now, or I won’t let this go."

"Oh? Want to fight again?" Qin Fen rolled up his sleeves, ready to brawl with An Ping.

Seeing the situation escalating, Li Junping quickly positioned herself in front of Qin Fen, "Stop fighting! If you keep this up, someone’s going to get killed! Forget the past, even if Qin Fen was wrong, let it be. Give him a chance, I promise I will discipline him properly."

"You? Discipline him?" An Ping laughed loudly, "What a joke! The saying goes, ’A crooked beam makes a crooked rafter.’ You’re someone who takes petty advantages; can we really expect you to raise a good son?"

Li Junping, insulted so harshly by a junior, felt both ashamed and furious, and with a swift move, she slapped An Ping across the face.

"How do you talk to your elders? Is this how your dad taught you?"

"You!" An Ping, clutching his face, really wanted to throw a couple of punches at Li Junping, but he knew that if he actually did, what was once a just cause would become unjust.

Seeing her brother hit, An Hao felt uncomfortable inside.

She pushed An Ping aside, her gaze fixed on Qin Fen who was standing behind Li Junping: "You’re going to hand over all the shadily obtained money? If you do, I won’t pursue this matter anymore! From now on, the An Family’s vegetable garden does not welcome you! Don’t come back either."

Upon hearing this, Qin Fen realized that being banned from the An Family’s vegetable garden meant cutting off his source of income.

The bit of money he had in the city suddenly became even more precious.

He refused to hand it over no matter what.

"Don’t even dream about it! I won’t give it to you!" Qin Fen declared, "Didn’t you all keep secretly sending money to Song Fei before? Consider this an investment from you!"

"Could you possibly be any more despicable?" An Hao’s anger reached a tipping point, on the verge of erupting.

"Sure!" Qin Fen sneered with a smile, "I won’t give it to you, what can you do to me?"

An Hao, with a slight smirk, asked An Ping in a cold voice, "Estimate, how much money do you think he pocketed in these few times?"

"At least four hundred!"

"Good." Having said that, An Hao swept the two thermoses on the table onto the floor, "Five bucks!"

An Ping immediately understood her intention and picked up a set of teacups from the table, crashing them onto the ground, "Ten bucks."