Jiang Weidong was both amused and exasperated. "Dad, what nonsense are you talking about? How did you figure out that I'm living off a woman?"

He's a fighter jet officer, after all; he doesn't look like a pretty boy at all.

"What are you pretending for with your own father?" Jiang Defu had a look on his face that said, "I see right through you." "Wang Shu's company is thriving. Do you earn as much money as she does?"

Jiang Weidong nodded honestly, "You're right, I really don't earn as much as she does."

“I knew it,” Jiang Defu said with a smug smile. “Economic status determines family status. If you don’t earn as much as others, your words won’t carry much weight.”

“I could tell just now. When Wang Shu spoke, you didn’t even dare to say a word in rebuttal. You’re really embarrassing me.”

Jiang Weidong finally understood that Jiang Defu was blaming him for not stopping An Jie from investing in stocks, so he smiled slightly and said, "Dad, do you have any influence in front of Mom?"

Jiang Defu choked, but stubbornly insisted, "Of course there is, your mother listens to everything I say."

Thinking that he couldn't even control An Jie's stock trading, Jiang Weidong smiled and didn't expose him, "Dad, don't worry about our affairs."

"First of all, I'm not a gigolo or a kept man; I also receive a stipend."

"Secondly, in our family, even if Wang Shu doesn't earn money, I still have to listen to her. She will always be above me in the family hierarchy."

"And finally," Jiang Weidong stood up with a smile, "I've been exposed to all of this since I was a child; I learned it all from you."

"Hey, you brat, making fun of me now." Jiang Defu raised his eyebrows and picked up a chess piece, pretending to throw it at him.

Jiang Weidong reacted quickly, dodging the attack with agility, and then opened the door and went out.

When Lin Wangshu got home, she laughed until tears streamed down her face after hearing Jiang Weidong tell her about it.

She looked Jiang Weidong up and down, suppressing a smile and nodding in satisfaction. "Dad was right. Look at you, broad shoulders, long legs, eight-pack abs, you have the potential to be a gigolo."

Jiang Weidong paused in unbuttoning his shirt, looking at her with a meaningful smile, "Really? Then do you want me to take it off so you can have a good look?"

Lin Wangshu was very unceremonious, sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, looking rather sleazy. "Take it off without worry, let me see. I won't treat you badly!"

Seeing her practiced movements, Jiang Weidong narrowed his eyes and said in a dangerous tone, "Little Moon, who did you learn all this from? You haven't been going to any improper places behind my back, have you?"

Lin Wangshu stiffened, her eyes darting around guiltily. "I'm all sweaty, I'm going to take a shower."

"You can run away on the first day of the month, but you can't hide on the fifteenth." Now it was Jiang Weidong's turn to be calm and composed. "Confess and you'll be treated leniently; resist and you'll be punished severely. Don't force me to take drastic measures."

Recalling his extreme methods, Lin Wangshu felt a chill run down her spine and a pang of heartache for her back. She immediately changed her expression, sobbing softly as she threw herself into his arms, saying, "Jiaojiao forced me to do this. I resisted with all my might."

Then, under Jiang Weidong's amused gaze, she weakly added the second half of the sentence, "She just couldn't resist."

"Where did she take you?" Jiang Weidong asked through gritted teeth, realizing that something was really going on.

Lin Wangshu blinked, trying her best to look innocent. "I was just doing this for filming. Jiaojiao said she wanted to take me to a bar to broaden my horizons."

"Then she called over a few male models, saying she wanted them to share their experience with me."

"What?" Jiang Weidong's expression immediately changed. "Lin Wangshu, how dare you go to a place like that behind my back and even hire male models."

When Lin Wangshu heard him call her by her full name for the first time, she was so frightened that she shrank into his arms again and quickly explained, "I didn't do anything. I didn't even dare to look. I kicked them out as soon as they came in."

"And it wasn't just the two of us, there were also crew members. I'm very self-disciplined."

As she spoke, she gave Jiang Weidong a pleading kiss on the lips, "Brother, please forgive me this time, I will never dare to do it again."

Jiang Weidong grabbed her by the back of the neck and lifted her away, sneering, "Little Moon, you're finished. You won't be sleeping tonight."

As he spoke, he suddenly stood up, supporting her buttocks with his hand as he walked towards the bed.

Lin Wangshu felt as if she were facing a formidable enemy and struggled violently, "I've already confessed, why are you still being so harsh on me!"

"Behave yourself." Jiang Weidong frowned and slapped her bottom. "Your situation is very bad. You won't learn your lesson if you don't accept any punishment."

Then Lin Wangshu felt herself being thrown onto the bed, feeling dizzy and disoriented. Jiang Weidong then pressed down on her and chuckled softly in her ear.

"By the way, you can also see for yourself who has a better physique, me or those male models."

Amidst the overwhelming kisses, Lin Wangshu blushed and protested her innocence, "I really didn't see anything!"

But Jiang Weidong no longer paid attention to her. Lin Wangshu felt like a fish out of water, and could only lie on her back, panting weakly.

Midway through, seeing the dazed Lin Wangshu, Jiang Weidong slowly moved her hand to his own abs, and whispered in her ear, "Little Moon, who do you think has a better figure?"

Lin Wangshu clung to his shoulder unconsciously, panting, "You, you're better, you're better than them all."

Jiang Weidong's forehead veins throbbed. Sure enough, this little liar had claimed he hadn't seen anything.

As dawn broke the next day, Lin Wangshu finally closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Jiang Weidong quietly walked out, and then made a phone call to Qin Feng. He didn't believe that the kid knew about Shen Jiaojiao bringing Lin Wangshu to call male models.

Leaving aside how Qin Feng argued with Shen Jiaojiao after finding out, An Jie's stock trading business was thriving.

He would skip cooking every day, grab a small bag and a water bottle, and plunge headlong into the stock market, causing Jiang Defu immense suffering.

An Jie didn't know much about stock trading at first, so he just bought when Ouyang Yi told him to buy and sold when he told him to sell.

Over time, Anjie actually made some money, and she was so happy that she hummed a little tune every day while doing whatever she was doing.

He became even more assertive in front of Jiang Defu, and occasionally criticized him for being idle and lazy all day, which made Jiang Defu glare at him in anger.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. Seeing all the stocks he bought turning green, Anjie's blood pressure soared.

Jiang Defu tallied the losses for her and exclaimed in surprise, "My goodness, you've lost 90,000! That's a year's salary for me!"

An Jie forced a smile and corrected him, "It's not 90,000, there's no such amount, it's only a little over 80,000."

"Stop talking." Jiang Defu waved his hand at her. "From now on, you don't need to worry about money anymore. I'll take over all the financial control of our family!"

An Jie held onto the bank card Lin Wangshu had given her, refusing to let go. "This was given to me by Wangshu, you have no right to take it back."

Jiang Defu snorted, "You still want to manage the money? Are you planning to lose the remaining tens of thousands as well?"

"Here you go, take it all!" Anjie angrily threw the bank card down. "I'll give you all the rights in our family. I don't care about anything anymore. From now on, I don't want the right to wash dishes, the right to do laundry, or any other rights at all!"

Therefore, after losing money, Anjie ended up living a life of ease, with everything done for her.

Jiang Defu, however, was busy buying groceries and cooking every day, so busy that he didn't even have time for Lao Ding to play chess with him.

This made Lao Ding laugh at Jiang Defu, wondering if he was really stupid or just pretending to be clever.

Before long, Jiang Defu was about to celebrate his 80th birthday, and Lin Wangshu prepared a big surprise for him.

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