Chapter: 1554

He knew Ma Lan's temper; if she said something like this, she would definitely follow through with it.

Right now, he had just established himself in the calligraphy association and was using that as an excuse to increase his interactions with Han Meiying. He couldn't let Ma Lan mess things up for him!

Moreover, what if she got suspicious about the calligraphy association and then discovered everything? Han Meiying had already returned home, and he still had many interactions with her. She would definitely cause chaos in the calligraphy association and at the senior university!

He thought quickly and said to Ma Lan, "Don't do anything rash, okay? Let's just settle this peacefully."

Ma Lan spoke coldly, "You've already said everything. This family is yours to manage, I have no right to interfere. If you don't want me to stir things up, what else can I establish my position in this family for?"

Xiao Changkun voluntarily surrendered and said, "I made a mistake. You have the right to interfere. It's settled then, isn't it?"

Ma Lan seemed pleased, saying, "Since you've acknowledged that I have the right to interfere, now I'm going to exercise my authority and power. Xiao Changkun, tell me the truth: how much money do you have in your hand? Are you using me to make a profit by selling antiques or not?"

Xiao Changkun looked devastated and said, "I didn't earn any real money! I'll tell you the truth - I don't have any money at all. The calligraphy association doesn't even bring in any money. Before, I was able to make some profit by selling antiques, but now it's not that good an opportunity. Recently, I bought a few cheap paintings and they're all defective. One painting alone costs thousands of yuan just for the clothes, only to find out that they're worthless crafts."

Xiao Changkun sighed and said regretfully, "That Zhang Ermao seems to have disappeared recently. In the past, I could always find him and he would help me sell things at a good price. Now, I can't even find him - it's like he vanished into thin air."

Leaf Chen listened and felt a burst of laughter.

Zhang Ermao had previously bought some useless junk from his father-in-law for a high price to curry favor with Xiao Changkun. That money was all wasted.

If things keep going this way, even the richest family wouldn't be able to dig themselves out of old man's pit.

So he was naturally trying to avoid his father-in-law. His father-in-law is now looking for him, and that's definitely a challenge like climbing a mountain.

Ma An didn't believe his words and said coldly, "Come on, open all your phone banking, Alipay, WeChat wallet accounts for me to take a look at the balance!"

Xiao Changkun was annoyed and said, "How come you're checking my account again? When you squandered our family's money in the past, I let you show me your balance, but you refused. Now, why should you make me show you mine?"

Ma An was also annoyed and said, "Fine, don't show it then! Don't show it, and I'll just grab my cane and go yell at the art association tomorrow! I'm Ma An, and I say what I mean!"

Xiao Changkun was frightened and quickly said, "Okay, okay, I'll show you right away!"

He then opened his bank account, Alipay account, and WeChat wallet accounts one by one to let Ma An take a look.

Ma An looked at it all and suddenly had a disappointed expression: "Xiao Changkun, how did you get so poor? With your bank cards, Alipay, and WeChat combined, you only have 10,000 yuan. You're an old man in his 50s, and you've become this pitiful state... don't you feel ashamed?"

Xiao Changkun's face turned red and white with anger and said, "You still have the nerve to say that? My whole life of savings was all wasted because of you! If it weren't for that, I wouldn't be so poor!"

Ma An's expression flashed a hint of awkwardness but quickly hardened: "It's men's duty to earn money outside. Since there's no more money at home, you should go out and figure out how to make some! What are you still doing hanging around this stupid art association? It's better to find a job serving others and earning at least 2-3 thousand yuan per month!"

Xiao Changkun's face was full of anger as he said, "Ma An, I'm at least a regular committee member of the Jinling Painting Association! Can you really expect me to go serve others?"

"What kind of useless regular committee member isn't making money?" Ma An shouted in annoyance. "He who doesn't earn money is nothing!"

"I'm telling you, after my leg heals and my teeth are fixed, I have to go out every day to socialize with friends, play cards, make faces, eat meals, sing songs - all of which require spending money," Ma An said irritably. "You need to come up with a plan to earn money soon, or else when the time comes, I won't be able to afford to go out and will be stuck with you every day!"

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