Lang Yi was adopted by Lang Hongyue from the orphanage. She specifically gave him her last name and raised him with her like a biological son. If she couldn't get pregnant in the future, she even wanted to give Lang Yi the right to inherit.
"Originally, the old man agreed, but my eldest brother said that this was unreasonable. Even if Lang Yi's surname is Lang, we can't deny that he was born to my daughter." Lang Hongyue sneered twice, "The matter was settled later. thought… "
Lang Hongyue didn't say the next words, but Yan Hua understood. I originally thought that Dafang had no son, but who knew that after so many years, he had already raised one outside.
"When Lang Yi grew up, he knew that he could not inherit the company, so he became unmotivated and hung out with those second-generation ancestors all day long." Lang Hongyue said with hatred, "They ruined my son!"
Yan Hua rolled her eyes secretly. This is probably a typical example of how my child is not wrong no matter what, it is your fault. If your son is not good enough, what will happen to others...
Thinking of Lang Yi's leering look, Yan Hua felt sick to her stomach. Fortunately, she couldn't touch the guy after he came back and played outside all day long.
Lang Yi was singing with a few rich second-generation people today. He was having a good time when someone suddenly sat down in front of him.
"Master Lang, let's talk?"
The lights in the private room were dim. Lang Yi drank a lot of wine, glanced at the other party and cursed: "Who the hell are you? Talk to me."
"Master Lang, you are such a noble person. We met last year and you asked me to help you drug someone." The man leaned close to his ear and spoke loudly. Lang Yi could hear clearly under the messy music.
Seeing his expression change, the other party smiled: "Looking for a quiet place?"
"You drink first, I'll go out for a while." Lang Yi stood up and left.
The two people entered the bathroom one after another. Lang Yi made sure that there was no one inside, and then grabbed the man's collar: "What do you want from me? I'll pay you to do things, and we have nothing to do with each other after that."
"Don't be excited, Master Lang!" The man clapped his hand, "I didn't say that people would die at the beginning!"
Chen San is a hooligan, the kind who specializes in working for the rich second generation*. He has no bottom line and will do anything as long as he is paid. Lang Yi was very generous. He had previously allowed him to beat people up and scare female celebrities.
Later, he was asked to drug a man once, but Chen San didn't take it seriously, but even aphrodisiacs wouldn't kill him. As a result, he later heard that the man was the second young master of the Lang family, and that he died of drug stimulation.
"What do you want?" Lang Yi pushed him away.
Chen San smiled: "I owe a loan shark, otherwise I wouldn't come to you. Please help me again, just once."
"How many?"
"Two million." Chen San said hehely, "This amount of money is just a drop in the bucket for you."
Lang Yi took out his checkbook and wrote a check to him, and Chen San quickly reached out. Lang Yi warned him: "The last time."
"Of course! Of course!"
Chen San took the check and left. Lang Yi had a gloomy face and was not in the mood to go back to play. When he was about to leave, he was seen by a friend who came out to use the bathroom.
"Huh? Where are you going?"
"I'm not interested anymore, go home."
Li Jun's family started their business by lending money, and they still don't know anything about it from people on the street. He patted Lang Yi on the shoulder: "What do you mean? Brother, let me help you solve it."
"..." Lang Yi hesitated for a moment and gave an overview of the matter.
Of course, he didn't say what he asked Chen San to do. He just said that he had something to rush for, and now the boy came to ask for money again.
"Don't say that brother didn't remind you. That guy Chen San is a gambler and a womanizer, and he has a lot of debts. The first time will be the second time, and he will treat you as an ATM machine."
Lang Yi's face became increasingly ugly, which was what he was worried about.
"How about I help you find someone..." Li Jun wiped it on his neck, "No future troubles!"
Lang Yi shuddered, he was fine with eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, but killing someone was no joke.
"What are you afraid of?" Li Jun looked down on his worthless appearance. "It's not your fault at all. I just found a few people on the street and did it quietly."
"Let me think about it again..."
Lang Yi failed to leave and was dragged back to drink until midnight. When he returned to Lang's house, he saw Lang Ruoxian sitting in the living room reading documents. He snorted coldly and fell onto the sofa opposite him, looking sideways at Lang Ruoxian for a long time.
"You look so much like Chief Langze." Lang Yiguai laughed twice, "He's dead, why don't you die?"
Lang Ruoxian looked up at him: "That's your second brother."
"Tsk!" Lang Yi rolled his eyes, "He is nothing but a second brother. You two are both bastards. I am the only young master of the Lang family."
"Young Master of the Lang family?" Lang Ruoxian's eyes slowly turned cold, "Then I would like to ask, where were you that night when Lang Zeyu and Yan Hua were in the hotel."
Lang Yi suddenly woke up and asked, "What do you mean?"
"That night, you were in the same hotel and on the same floor as them." Lang Ruoxian stared at him, "Do you want me to tell you your room number?"
Lang Yiteng sat up immediately: "Is this your true face?"
He has never seen Lang Ruoxian like this. Ever since this guy returned to the Lang family, he has always looked calm and calm, with a jade-like appearance. The guy in front of him with cold eyes and a violent temper all over his body is the real Lang Ruoxian.
"What did you say?" Suddenly, it seemed as if everything just now was an illusion.
The man sitting on the sofa curled his lips and smiled like a spring breeze.
"What I just said was casual. Don't take it to heart."
Lang Yi looked at him like a monster: "You... what do you want to do?"
"It's so late, of course I want to rest." Lang Ruoxian stood up and said to himself as he went upstairs: "It's better to avoid doing things like drugging. If grandpa finds out, you will be finished."
"Lang Ruoxian!" Lang Yi roared.
Lang Ruoxian ignored him, but Li Bo hurried out.
"What happened to the fourth young master?"
Lang Yi looked at the figure disappearing on the second floor and kicked over the coffee table: "It's okay!"
When there were still 20 days left before the due date, Yan Hua went to the hospital for another prenatal check-up. However, this time the doctor's expression was not very good.
"The fetus is in a wrong position."
Lang Hongyue was even more excited than Yan Hua: "Why did it go astray? Wasn't everything fine before?"
"The fetus will enter the pelvis in the last month, and many people will experience fetal position deviation at this time, which is normal."
Yanhua felt relieved: "What should we do now? Can we still come back?"
"Of course, the second mistress's condition is not serious. But I suggest you go to the hospital now. Someone will teach you how to correct the fetal position every day. You should be able to return to normal before the due date."
Lang Hongyue was thoughtful and didn't know what she was thinking. Yan Hua was already asking the doctor what she needed to bring to the hospital.
"You don't need to bring anything." The doctor smiled, "Lang's Hospital has the most advanced confinement center, and we have already vacated the best room for you."
Yan Hua was planning to bring some clothes over. Lang Hongyue, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked, "What if we have a caesarean section and take out the baby now?"
"Miss Fourth..." The doctor was stunned for a moment and looked at Yan Hua, who was also stunned.
Lang Hongyue said impatiently: "Is there any problem in cutting out the child now?"
"From a medical point of view, there is no problem in this month, but there is a folk saying that if you live seven days, you will not live eight years." The doctor's expression was also very difficult, "Look..."
"What do the folk sayings mean? You are a doctor and you have to believe in science!" Lang Hongyue decided with a relaxed look on her face, "Go and make arrangements for a caesarean section immediately."
Before the doctor could speak, he heard a cold rejection.
"No, I won't have a caesarean section." Yan Hua held her belly and showed her determination, "Why should I have a caesarean section when I can give birth naturally?"
Lang Hongyue glared at her: "The doctor has said that your fetus is in an abnormal position, so we can just do an autopsy to avoid suffering."
"The doctor said it can be corrected." Yan Hua shook her head, "If you can't give birth naturally in the end, I'll be here..."
"Listen to me, I've been here before, you don't understand!" Lang Hongyue interrupted her and shouted to the doctor, "Hurry up and make arrangements. Why are you standing still?"
Yan Hua suddenly shouted: "I told you I wouldn't do an autopsy!"
"Yan Hua!" Lang Hongyue also screamed.
The door suddenly opened.
"What's going on here?"
Lang Ruoxian walked in: "Aunt?"
"Why are you here again?" Lang Hongyue was in a bad mood and her tone was naturally bad.
Lang Ruoxian smiled: "Come and check again. Did you forget again?"
"Then don't interfere here and go for a review quickly." Lang Hongyue didn't have time to deal with him.
Just as Yan Hua was about to open her mouth, Lang Ruoxian suddenly handed the phone to her: "Grandpa is looking for you."
"...Huh?" Yan Hua looked confused.
Lang Ruoxian's eyes flashed across Lang Hongyue's face: "Grandpa wants to know about his great-grandson."
Yan Hua's eyes lit up: "I'll tell him right away!"
"Lang Ruoxian." Watching Yan Hua run out to make a phone call, Lang Hongyue's face turned red with anger. "What do you want to do?"
Lang Ruoxian still looked calm and calm: "Auntie misunderstood, I just passed on and passed on a message."
"If you don't come early, you won't come late, why don't you come now?"
"When is this time?" Lang Ruoxian tilted his head, "By the way, what were you arguing about just now?" He looked at the doctor next to him. The doctor looked at Lang Hongyue and stammered the story.
When he finished speaking, Yan Hua came back.
"Aunt, grandpa wants to talk to you." She handed the phone to Lang Hongyue.
Lang Hongyue didn't want to answer, but she didn't dare not to answer.
He glared at Yanhua fiercely and took the phone: "Dad! Yes, I am Hongyue. Ah? No, how could it be possible..."
"Are you free?" Yan Hua and Lang Ruoxian walked to the door.
Lang Ruoxian raised his eyebrows: "Let's go."
After getting into the car, Yan Hua realized that she was breaking out in a cold sweat. She collapsed on the seat without any strength and could not relax for a long time.
"How could she do that..."
Seeing that she was fine, Lang Ruoxian started the car and left the hospital: "She doesn't need a healthy heir."
As a child who was positioned as a puppet before he was born, he did not need a smart mind or a healthy body. On the contrary, the dumber his brain is, the better. As long as his body is not dead, even if he is disabled, it will be fine.