Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

Upon hearing this, Lin Ping was completely stunned.

Don't!

Didn't the city lord say that he and Jiang Yunying were only husband and wife in name only?

Why are they doing collaborative projects?

Lin Ping secretly stared at Jiang Yunying, silently repeating to himself a thousand times not to come over.

What should the Iron-Faced County Chief do if he is attracted by the Iron-Faced County Chief's handsome appearance?

He didn't want to serve the emperor every night.

Although some things are the same when the lights are off, he still felt uneasy.

He would rather have sex with the maids in the mansion than be humiliated by the Iron-Faced Princess.

Under his gaze, Jiang Yunying slowly rose, her lotus-like steps light and graceful. Her maroon bodysuit swayed with her hips, exuding a beauty with a touch of heroism.

Lin Ping was somewhat obsessed.

Putting aside her appearance, Jiang Yunying's figure and temperament are absolutely top-notch.

The kind that makes men unable to resist.

Just as Lin Ping was enjoying himself, a hideously ugly image suddenly flashed into his mind.

Lin Ping immediately shook his head, trying hard to suppress any thoughts he shouldn't have.

"Lin Ping, what are you thinking? That's the Iron-Faced Princess, who kills without blinking an eye and is incredibly ugly!"

Jiang Yunying glanced at Lin Ping and reluctantly knelt down next to him.

Although she was unwilling, she had been obedient since childhood, and since the city lord's wife told her to kneel, she had no choice but to kneel.

"Wait! How can my Yunying kneel down with a good-for-nothing who only knows how to talk a good game?" Jiang Xiuwen roared in anger.

He was completely unaware of this marriage. He had just been transferred a few days ago, and upon returning, he heard about this situation, so he stormed over to confront him.

The thought of his beloved niece being wronged filled Jiang Xiuwen with murderous intent.

He placed all the blame on Lin Ping alone.

Lin Ping was helpless and really wanted to shout, "Even if I, Lin Ping, am gone, there are still Zhao Ping and Wang Ping. Your niece will eventually have to be married. I was forced into it!"

But Lin Ping dared not refute it; in the face of absolute power, any words seemed pale and powerless.

As he spoke, Jiang Xiuwen pulled out a leather whip as thick as an arm and walked menacingly to Lin Ping.

"You old bastard, you're not being fair! You come to my father-in-law's house with a whip! Are you trying to kill me, Lin Ping?"

Lin Ping was so frightened that his legs went weak, and he no longer had the strength to lift his knees and run away.

"This kid isn't running away?"

Jiang Xiuwen was taken aback, but he was impressed by Lin Ping's courage, after all, such a whip would most likely tear the skin and flesh.

"I was so scared I almost peed my pants, my legs wouldn't obey me, how could I possibly run!"

Lin Ping was terrified and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

The two exchanged only a few glances, yet it felt like they had fought dozens of rounds.

Seeing that Jiang Xiuwen was about to make a move, Lin Ping straightened his chest, clasped his hands in a fist, and said righteously, "If you look down on me, Uncle, then go ahead and do it. If I, Lin Ping, utter a single whimper, I'll change my surname to yours!"

Even if Mount Tai collapses before him, he remains unmoved; even if a deer leaps to his left, he doesn't blink. Lin Ping's level of pretentiousness is simply unfathomable!

These words were neither humble nor arrogant. He first referred to himself as a junior, then said that the people of the city lord's mansion looked down on commoners, and finally showed a bit of manly spirit. However, he was somewhat eager to have the other party's surname!

Jiang Xiuwen was stunned. The whip he had raised high hung in the air. If he were to strike, it would be an insult to ordinary people and would also grant Lin Ping's wish to take the Jiang surname.

Jiang Yunyu watched with great interest, inwardly shouting: Hit them! Hit them hard!

But he dared not show it on his face.

"You can't hit him, you can't hit him!"

The city lord couldn't sit still any longer. He was at least a bit more rational than Jiang Xiuwen. He couldn't let the city lord's mansion be accused of abusing its power. Besides, the city lord always had a heart that loved the people like his own children, and he even doted on a spendthrift like Lin Ping.

"If I don't hit him, I won't be able to quell my anger!" Jiang Xiuwen said through gritted teeth. In fact, he knew he shouldn't hit him, but now that the whip was raised, there was no reason to put it down.

Where do you put your face?

He just wanted to save face.

"This..." The city lord was somewhat embarrassed. He knew Jiang Xiuwen's temperament and he had to satisfy his brother's request, right?

Just then, the cricket in Jiang Yunyu's sleeve let out a loud chirping.

Upon hearing the sound, Lin Ping's eyes lit up, and he flattered Jiang Yunyu, saying, "Your Highness's cricket has a loud chirping sound; it must be of the highest quality!"

Jiang Yunyu was just a playful child. Hearing others praise his cricket, he was overjoyed and replied arrogantly, "Of course! My 'Great General' is invincible!"

"Beat Yu'er! That's right, beat this good-for-nothing brat. If he weren't so incompetent, Ying'er wouldn't have to suffer this injustice!"

The city lord pointed at Jiang Yunyu and became angrier as he spoke. Finally, he took the whip from Jiang Xiuwen and walked menacingly toward the still smug little fat boy.

What followed was a series of howls and wailing as whips fell from all directions, finally proving that the city lord was quite capable in action.

Jiang Yunyu then realized that he had been tricked by Lin Ping. He covered his vitals with his chubby arms and didn't know who to ask for help.

A child is the apple of a mother's eye; when a child is beaten, a mother's heart aches! The city lord's wife couldn't stand it anymore and walked over with a gloomy face.

"Is Madam trying to stop me from disciplining this unfilial son?" The city lord was furious and wished he could give him another hundred lashes.

The city lord's wife shook her head. "I want to do it myself!"

Lin Ping watched intently, his lips pursed. Every time the whip struck, he would shudder; you could tell from the sound how much pain it caused.

After a brutal beating, the city lord's wife and the city lord were in high spirits, and Jiang Xiuwen's anger subsided. Only Jiang Yunyu lay on the table like a dead pig, sobbing, but dared not cry out loud, lest he be considered unmanly and receive a few more lashes.

"I was standing outside the door just now when I vaguely heard my father mention that he needed to spend some money. I wonder..."

At this point, Lin Ping quickly changed the subject.

His purpose in staying in the city lord's mansion was to spend money, to spend recklessly, to spend lavishly without restraint!

In short, the more outrageous the flowers, the better.

To die, one must do it in an extraordinary way.

"Indeed, there is a thousand taels of silver in the city lord's mansion that needs to be spent. Tell me how you intend to spend it?"

The city lord regained his former majesty, a statement that left Lin Ping somewhat puzzled.

Have money but can't find a place to spend it?

What a joke.

He was clearly testing Lin Ping.

If Lin Ping doesn't answer well, he will probably be punished.

It's okay, isn't this exactly what he wanted?

Lin Ping pursed his lips, almost bursting out laughing with excitement.

He then replied in a serious tone: "Go to brothels to patronize prostitutes, go to gambling dens to gamble, or buy some stones imported from Myanmar."

This guy is unbeatable; he's got every single one of the ways a spendthrift would do.

It's fine to think about such things in your heart, but how can you openly say them to the city lord? Lin Ping is courting death!

As soon as he finished speaking, pairs of murderous gazes came his way.

Lin Ping wasn't afraid at all; it seemed this tactic worked.

Seeing this, Jiang Yunyu, who was lying under the table, looked at Lin Ping with schadenfreude.

In an instant, he felt that his buttocks didn't hurt as much anymore.