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Chapter 79 Jiang Nansun Gets Beaten

"Don't say it's for me? This is nothing more than to satisfy your so-called image of a wealthy family, packaging me as an exquisite ornament that can be used for marriage alliances."

A hint of grievance flickered in Jiang Nansun's eyes, and her voice rose involuntarily, "From childhood to adulthood, you have arranged my life so meticulously that it is impossible to leave any room for error."

Learning etiquette, practicing musical instruments, attending prestigious schools—all my choices had to be in line with my status as the eldest daughter of the Jiang family. No one ever asked me what I truly wanted.

You're obsessed with stock trading, constantly anxious, pinning all your hopes for a comeback on the unpredictable stock market, yet you expect me to follow the rules and live my life according to your template. That's not fair.

"I invest in stocks to improve my family business; it's none of your business to criticize me!"

Jiang Pengfei was stung by the truth and became furious, saying, "If you didn't have a wealthy family background to support you, would you be able to live like this without having to worry about making a living?"

He's always thinking about rebelling and going against the grain, arguing with me and doing the opposite of everything. If word gets out, people will just laugh at the Chiang family for their poor discipline.

Jiang Nansun clenched his fist and said, word by word, "To me, this so-called privileged family background is a shackle."

I don't want to be trapped in this old house for the rest of my life, living a muddled existence on the support of my family.

I want to earn money with my own hands and have my own unique life experience, instead of living forever under the shadow and constraints of the Chiang family.

As the argument between the father and daughter intensified, the violin teacher was caught in the middle and had no choice but to silently get up and take his leave.

Seeing this, Jiang Pengfei became even more furious and roared at Jiang Nansun: "Jiang Nansun, you are becoming more and more outrageous, you are simply beyond redemption!"

I raised you like a princess since you were little. Everything you ate, drank, and wore was from designer brands. I even chose the best salons for your hair.

In the end, these things have become your constraints?

I think you've been blinded by love and your eyes have been clouded. You're rushing to be a stepping stone for that skinny, poor guy Zhang Anren. It's utterly foolish!

"I'm willing to be foolish, I'm willing to be his stepping stone, what's it to you?"

Jiang Nansun was not to be outdone and immediately retorted, "You should worry about yourself first!"

You've been trading stocks every day, and you've almost lost all the antiques and the house in the house. Besides asking your grandma for money, what else can you do?

You look down on Zhang Anren and think he's poor and stingy, but he relies on himself.

What about you? Are you as good as him? Have you ever earned a single penny?

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"Say that again if you dare!" Jiang Pengfei was furious. Jiang Nansun's words had once again struck at his most painful soft spot.

Jiang Nansun was also stubborn; she held her head high and refused to back down: "You're just not as good as Zhang Anren, you've gained—"

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"Slap!" Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Pengfei slapped her hard across the face, roaring furiously, "Say it again! I spent so much money raising you, and you're going to oppose me like this for some poor kid, is that it?"

After being slapped, Jiang Nansun covered her burning cheek, glared at Jiang Pengfei with red eyes, and then turned and rushed upstairs.

After the living room quieted down, Jiang Pengfei gradually felt a pang of regret.

He actually always cared for Jiang Nansun very much, and he wouldn't have taken action unless he was extremely angry.

Not long after, Jiang Nansun rushed downstairs carrying a large pile of designer clothes and bags.

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In front of Jiang Pengfei, she threw all those things on the ground.

"Here's it all back! I'll never use another penny of your money again! Oh, and this too—"

As she spoke, she picked up the scissors from the cabinet, cut off her long hair, and threw a strand of hair at Jiang Pengfei's feet.

"Jiang Nansun! What are you doing? Are you crazy?" Jiang Pengfei was so angry that he jumped up and down. "You're just taking your blessings for granted. You've never experienced hardship, so you don't know what happiness is! You're making me so angry!"

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Amid Jiang Pengfei's angry roar, Jiang Nansun ran out of the house.

Instead of calling Zhang Anren immediately, she contacted Zhu Suosuo first, and the two arranged to meet at a nearby hair salon.

At this moment, Grandma Jiang, carrying her coffee, walked steadily to the sofa, sat down, took a small sip, and then slowly said, "Are you done arguing? Have you two had enough? You two have the loudest voices in this house."

Jiang Pengfei, still furious, slumped onto the sofa and tugged at his collar: "Mom, it's not that I want to argue, it's just that this child is spoiled rotten. She doesn't have a trace of the demeanor of a well-bred lady anymore."

Just because of that poor bastard Zhang Anren, he talked back to me and even cut his hair. What kind of talk will that make?!

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"Nan Sun's personality is like yours, stubborn. So the more you suppress her, the more she rebels."

Grandma Jiang put down her coffee cup, her gaze calmly sweeping over the clothes and strands of hair scattered on the ground. Her tone was unhurried: "Back then, I told you to take good care of the family business, but didn't you secretly go and speculate on your first stock?"

How come when it comes to his own daughter, he forgets what he looked like when he was young?

Jiang Pengfei's face turned pale and then flushed, but he still stubbornly explained, "Mom, how can this be the same? I invest in stocks so we won't run out of money, so that—"

"Alright, I'm not blaming you!" Grandma Jiang stood up, patted his shoulder, and softened her tone. "The child is growing up, and it's not a bad thing for him to have his own opinions."

You should let her go out and experience life. Once she hits a wall and suffers, she'll naturally know to turn back.

He paused here, then added, "Besides, there's no need for a girl to worry so much. She'll get married sooner or later and become someone else's family."

Instead of worrying about this, you should think about how to bring her and Xiao Han together. That would be the best future for our family.

After saying that, she picked up her coffee and walked slowly to the wicker chair in the garden, leaving Jiang Pengfei alone in the messy living room.

He stared at the ceiling, sighed deeply, and then took out his phone to call his wife.

Dai Yin's phone rang for a long time before it was answered, and all that could be heard on the other end were noisy voices and the clattering of mahjong tiles.

"Hey, I'm playing cards at Mrs. Li's place. What's up?" Dai Yin's voice was somewhat perfunctory and impatient.

Jiang Pengfei suppressed his anger and tried his best to make his tone sound calm: "Your daughter just had a big fight with me, cut her hair and ran out. You still have the mind to play cards?"

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by the sound of a chair being moved, as if Dai Yin had gotten up and walked to a quiet place.

"She argued with you again? Because of that Zhang Anren?" Dai Yin sighed. "I'm not trying to criticize you, but Nan Sun is so old, and you still treat her like a child. She has her own ideas, and the more you try to stop her, the more determined she becomes."

Jiang Pengfei's voice rose again, "I stopped her? I was doing it for her own good!"

What's so special about Zhang Anren? Is she really with Nan Sun because of love?

"Can't you see that he just wants to use our Nan Sun as a stepping stone? What kind of future can someone like that give her?"

"The future?" Dai Yin chuckled lightly. "We can barely take care of the present, so what's the point of talking about the future?"

Alright, alright, it's too late for me to go back now. Let's talk about it after she calms down.

Oh, by the way, I'm going dancing after playing cards, so I won't be home for dinner tonight. Just ask the housekeeper to set aside some food for me as a late-night snack.

Before he could say anything more, Dai Yin had already hung up the phone. Jiang Pengfei stared at his phone screen, feeling a tightness in his chest.

The wife is away from home every day playing cards and dancing, the daughter is willful and rebellious and has run away from home, and the mother stands idly by. This family seems to be falling apart little by little.