Chapter 195: You’ll Be Beaten to Death by Me

Jian Yi’s face was as expressionless as an iceberg, and his thin lips directly wanted to spit out the words "Don’t want to."

Jian Chenglang saw that he was about to kill the conversation again, so he quickly stopped him: "Bro! Aren’t you going to ask Little Yan why he’s asking that first?"

Jian Yi was silent for a moment, then his gaze calmly turned to Qin Xiyin, and he asked word for word: "Why are you asking that?"

Jian Chenglang: "..."

Qin Xiyin pursed his rosy little lips.

He really wasn’t used to talking to his dad; his dad’s cold tone made him want to hit someone.

But suddenly his gaze shifted, and he saw Little Lu Li, Qu Qianqian, and Zhang Yiming waving at him from not far away, cheering him on.

Qin Xiyin was re-energized, with a flicker of flame in his eyes!

Forget it, let’s save Dad first.

He pursed his little mouth, gripped his pen in his little hand, and remembered what Ms. Li Li said about being tactful.

So he bowed his head and wrote:

Because mining coal is very profitable.

Jian Yi remained expressionless, feeling a bit itchy in his hands: "So you’re saying I’m poor now?"

Seeing Qin Xiyin was about to nod for real, Jian Chenglang was scared out of his wits.

This absolutely must not be admitted, otherwise his bro would definitely give Little Yan a good beating and show him just how rich his dad really is!

After all, a man with a strong sense of pride can’t be offended!

Jian Chenglang quickly went over, covered Qin Xiyin’s head just about to nod, and awkwardly smoothed things over:

"Bro, I, I think Little Yan means, coal mining, coal mining... Coal mining can make a lot of money, right, coal mining can make a lot of money, basically, he wants you to invest in the mining industry,"

Saying this, Jian Chenglang threw a praise-filled look at Qin Xiyin: forcibly praising:

"Truly lives up to being a child of the Jian Family, so young yet already has investment awareness,"

Used to shooting his mouth off, he casually added: "By the way, Little Yan, you said it can make a lot of money, how much are we talking about?"

Speaking of this, Qin Xiyin’s eyes lit up, he wrote:

Two hundred bucks an hour!

Dad, go mine coal.

"Bro! Bro, calm down!"

Jian Chenglang was practically done for, feeling for the first time that his mouth was so foul!

He hurriedly stopped Jian Yi, who was already rubbing his wrist and let out a few cold laughs, awkwardly chuckling:

"I, I think, Little Yan probably doesn’t, doesn’t think you’re useless for not earning two hundred bucks an hour, I think he—"

Jian Yi squinted his dangerous dark eyes, a few cold laughs slipping from his frost-covered face,

"I think he’s just asking for a beating, absolutely reckless!"

"Bro, bro, calm down," Jian Chenglang was tearful, lightly coughing, "You only have this son, you have to be patient, don’t always think about solving problems with violence. Kids are so fragile, if you don’t watch your hand once, they could end up dead, then..."

Jian Yi’s gaze slightly focused.

For some reason, he recalled the little girl’s tearful soft appearance—

Clingy, with a nice voice, a delicate temper, very kind, willing to take responsibility for mistakes.

She couldn’t be more adorable.

He rubbed his fingers, and a cold laugh slipped from his thin lips:

"Then even better, if he dies, I’ll just replace him with a daughter, saving me the trouble of a son always irritating me."

Jian Chenglang: "..."

Qin Xiyin seemed to have seen through Dad’s reluctance to go mining, and immediately got a bit angry.

He was like a shy, frightened little bunny with strangers, but with his familiar dad, he was like a little volcano ready to erupt.

He wrote down a line angrily for Jian Yi to see:

If you don’t go, you’ll be beaten to death!

But in the eyes of Jian Yi and Jian Chenglang, who didn’t know the whole story, it read as:

If you don’t go mining, I’ll beat you to death.