"Ahem...!"
Tang Ling, who was lying on the floor, was trembling. Along with a heavy cough, the strong smell of blood spread through his nose.
He was beaten until the bamboo stick was slightly bent and deformed. No matter what his father said, he would not listen.
Tang You knew very well that he was stubborn, so he sighed and said, "Tang Ling, stubbornness will only bring harm to you."
He clenched his fingers tightly, almost sinking the edges of his fingers into the flesh of his palms, and said with a choked voice: "Dad... I love him very much. So please, just this once, please stand by me."
Tang You immediately stopped the bamboo stick in his hand, snorted coldly, and threw the bamboo stick back to the table.
"When has dad not stood by your side? You've already been married, and if you don't want to inherit the family, I'll let you go." He said so much because he wanted his son to regain his rationality instead of just giving in blindly.
Tang Ling said nothing, her eyes following her father's back as he left in disappointment.
He reached for the invitation and pocketed it.
When Tang You stepped out, the housekeeper hurried in and saw several deep red blood stains on the young master's white clothes, which made his heart ache.
"How sad it is to be back, madam," Butler Fang said as he helped his weak body, "I'll help you back to your room so Dr. Shi can come."
Tang Ling shook her head and said, "No need to bother, I'll go back by myself."
No matter how hard dad strikes, he can still withstand it. As long as we don't let him get a divorce, it doesn't matter if he breaks his arms or legs.
If he didn't leave now, he wouldn't be able to make it to the dinner. Lu Mingtong deliberately sent the invitation letter to my family, just to impress him.
Tang Ling ignored Butler Fang's persuasion and obstruction and left Tangyuan.
Back in the car, he lowered the temperature of the air conditioner to the lowest setting, which could alleviate the pain in his back.
"hiss-"
Tang Ling could feel the blood on his back sliding on his skin, burning unbearably.
#皇园#
The MY studio celebration party started not long after, Xiang Chen came to the Royal Garden and found that Mr. Tang had gone out again. Mr. Yun didn't want Mr. Tang to know about this, so he asked him to come back and keep an eye on him.
When Xiang Chen was about to look for it, he saw his car slowly driving into the park.
"Master Tang, you are back." Xiang Chen walked up to greet him, but found that he was shaky.
Tang Ling half-bowed her body and hugged her sides tightly.
"What are you doing here?"
He dragged his tired and heavy body slowly past Xiang Chen. The temperature difference between the car and the outside was too big, and his consciousness began to become unclear.
Xiang Chen was shocked to see the blood stains on the white clothes behind him.
Tang Ling didn't take more than two steps before she fell to the ground, motionless.
"Master Tang!"
#
Not long after Tang Ling fainted, Xiang Chen carried him into the room and invited Shi Sheng.
Shi Sheng is the chief doctor of the Tang family and is also an alumnus of Yun Xiao who studied abroad. After returning to China, he was placed in the Tang family.
The MY studio dinner had already begun. After much thought, Xiang Chen sent a message to Mr. Yun to report on Mr. Tang's situation. Let’s talk about it after Mr. Yun’s visit is over and he comes back when he has time.
Tang Ling lay on his back on the bed, and Shi Sheng hung up the potion for him. He cut off the bloody white clothes and found that the inside was bloody and bloody, and his body was hot and feverish.
Shi Sheng knew that the only person who could deal such a heavy blow was Tang Ling's father. What on earth could have caused such a heavy blow
He wiped his wound with an alcohol cotton ball and accidentally saw a card falling out of his pocket.
Xiang Chen stood guard at the door of the room, and the loud sound of the engine outside came in.
After a while, Yun Xiao strode in from the outside, with panic that couldn't be hidden in his eyes.
"Mr. Yun, the banquet is not over yet..."
To be precise, less than half of the beginning.
"Where is he?" Yun Xiao asked and walked towards Tang Ling's room.
Xiang Chen followed closely behind.
Opening the door, Shi Sheng was holding the invitation he had picked up, looking at Yun Xiao who had just entered.