Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
While Tang Mo was talking to Tang Xu, Mrs Tang heard Tang Mo’s voice and looked up at him.
Seeing that he was still alive, Mrs Tang covered her mouth and cried tears of joy.
Her Mo’er was still alive!
Mrs Tang looked at Tang Mo, crying and laughing at the same time. It was as if she had walked out of the forest. Her mental state was completely different, as if she had come back to life from the edge of death.
She was not stupid. When she heard Tang Mo and Tang Xu’s conversation, she vaguely understood something.
She sat in her seat and did not hug Tang Mo and cry.
She only said softly to Tang Mo, “Mo’er, I’m not afraid anymore. I’m not afraid of anything. If they want to post the photo, I’m not afraid anymore. No matter what you do, I’ll be your back-up and not cause you any
trouble!”
Tang Mo glanced at Mrs Tang, who had lost a lot of weight. He felt guilty and nodded at her with a calm expression.
“It seems like you only care about your mother and not your father!” Tang Xu said in a voice that only he and Tang Mo could hear.
Tang Mo narrowed his eyes. “Don’t use him to threaten me. He’s also your father. The news said that something happened to him and you can only lie to these directors. I’m guessing that the suicide note was fake!”
Tang Xu had not expected Tang Mo to be so smart.
He had underestimated him in the past!
Tang Xu took out his phone and showed Tang Mo a few photos. “To tell you the truth, Tang Xun is not my biological father. I don’t care about his life or death. If you insist on dealing with me, then my parents can only
deal with your father!”
Tang Mo frowned. “Tang Xu, you’ve already lost this battle. Stop using that bastard to threaten me. Do you think I care? It’s best if he dies!”
Tang Xu smirked. “Alright, since you don’t care about his life, send me to the police station!”
Mrs Tang was the closest to them and her expression changed when she heard Tang Xu’s words.
Although he and Tang Xun were at the end of their marriage, she did not want him to die.
After all, he was Tang Mo’s biological father and Old Master Tang’s biological son.
Mrs Tang wanted to say something, but she turned away.
Mo’er could make the decision herself. She should not interfere too much!
She knew her child the best. No matter how heartless he was, his heart would always be soft.
As Mrs Tang had expected, Tang Mo asked Tang Xun to leave.
If Tang Xun left now, he would only be a stray dog.
There would be no place for him in the Tang Corporation and the Tang family.
an Xun waited anxiously for Mrs Tang’s call.
“Xun’er, if you have time, can you come to the old residence?” There was a trace of worry in Mrs Tang’s voice. “Mo’er isn’t dead. He’s back, but his father was kidnapped by Liu Xiu’s family and he locked himself in the
Old Master’s room.”
an Xun ended the call and rushed to the Tang family’s old residence.
Mrs Tang brought Nan Xun to Old Master Tang’s room. “He’s been locked up since yesterday.” Mrs Tang told Nan Xun about the board meeting yesterday.
Hearing this, Nan Xun was a little surprised, but she felt like that was the case.
Tang Xu was originally Liu Xiu and Liu Yaohui’s son. Tang Xun had been held hostage by them and it was actually quite difficult for Tang Mo to make the decision whether to save him or not.
From what Nan Xun knew, Tang Xun had not given Tang Mo much fatherly love.
an Xun asked Mrs Tang for the spare key, opened the room, and walked in.
Tang Mo sat on the bed with several thick photo albums beside him.
There were many cigarette butts on the ashtray by the bedside table.
Nan Xun walked over and squatted by the bed, holding his hand that was on his lap.
“Is it very difficult?”
Tang Mo looked down at Nan Xun, his amorous eyes red. “When I was seven years old, a child in the yard called me a little monster that Daddy did not like. I fought with someone.”
“After he came back, he scolded me without asking about the truth. I got first place in every exam and wanted to be praised by him, but he would only say, “Don’t be proud. There are many people better than you.”
“When I was young, I didn’t understand what I did wrong to make Daddy dislike me so much. I tried my best to do better, but I still couldn’t get his attention.”
“When I was nine years old, there was a guest at home. The guest’s son was very good at boxing and he praised the guest’s son. In order to be better than the guest’s son, I went to the toughest and most tiring training
camp. I learned a lot of skills and in the training camp, my physical and cultural results were ranked in the top three. But when he found out, he said, “Do you want to hit me after training?”
“When I was growing up, I tried my best to find out if he liked me. Until the day I became a man, Mom held a banquet for me at the hotel. He came over and gave me gifts and even smiled at me. I was quite happy at that
time.”
“But he left after a few minutes. I was a little disappointed and ran out to look for him, but I saw him walk into another banquet hall. That was also the first time I found out about Tang Xu’s existence. Tang Xu won first
place in the competition and he rewarded him with a limited edition motorcycle. I liked that motorcycle very much and asked him for it, but he gave it to Tang Xu.”
“After finding out that Tang Xu was his illegitimate son, I went to Tang Xu’s school and beat him up. In the end, when he found out, he came back and slapped me!”
“Later, Tang Xu was sent abroad by him and he didn’t like to go home. I didn’t have any expectations for him at that time.”
Tang Mo looked up and narrowed his slightly red eyes. “Say, there are so many bad things about him in my memory. Why do I still remember the scene of him and my mother being loving and doting on me before I was
seven years old? He also brought me to an amusement park and carried me on his shoulders to buy me ice cream.”
“He gave me a bath and treated me like a horse to ride. He even took good care of me when I had a cold and fever.”
Tang Mo covered his handsome face with his hands and was silent for a long time. Nan Xun saw cold liquid flowing out from between his fingers.
He was crying.
Although he was 27 or 28 years old, at this moment, he was still like a child who yearned for fatherly love.
Weak, helpless, pitiful, sensitive…
Nan Xun’s heart ached. She sat by the bed and reached out her hands to hug him tightly.
“Cry it out!”
He buried his face in her heart and hugged her back. His broad and thin shoulders trembled slightly.
He needed an outlet to vent. He had held such emotions in his heart for too long.
Nan Xun patted his back lightly. After some time, he gradually calmed down.
When he looked up, he had returned to his usual wild appearance. He raised an eyebrow. “I’ve already made my decision.”.
