Rich Stunt Ex-husband [English translation] 豪门替身前夫

Chapter 15

Edited by Stickmaann

"Cough...!"

Tang Ling, who was lying on the floor, trembled, accompanied by heavy coughing, and a strong smell of blood diffused in his nose.

He was beaten until the bamboo stick was a little bent and deformed. No matter what Dad said, he wouldn't listen.

Tang You knew that he was obsessed and sighed, "Tang Ling, stubbornness will only bring you harm."

He clenched his ten fingers and was about to sink the edge of his finger into the palm of his palm, choking his voice: "Dad...I love him very much. So please, just this time, please stand on my side."

Tang You suddenly stopped the bamboo stick in his hand, and snorted coldly. He threw the bamboo stick back to the table.

"When did Dad not stand on your side? The marriage was also closed for you. You don't want to inherit the family and followed him instead." Tang You said nothing more than to make his son be able to restore his rationality.

Tang Ling didn't speak any more, his eyes followed Dad's disappointed departure.

He reached for the invitation letter and put it in his pocket.

Tang You stepped out, and the steward on the back hurried in. Seeing several deep red blood stains on the young master's white shirt, he caught a piece of his heart.

"Madam was very distressed when he came back," Steward Fang said while supporting his weak body, "I will help you back to the room and get the doctor to come."

Tang Ling shook his head lightly and said, "Don't bother, I will go back by myself."

No matter how hard his father hit him, he can stand it.  As long as Yun Xiao doesn't divorce him, he can break his arm or leg.

And if he doesn't leave now, he won't be able to catch up with the dinner. Lu Mintang deliberately sent the invitation letter to his home, just to give him a note of Ma Wei.

Tang Ling ignored Fang's persuasion and obstruction, and left Tang Yuan.

Back in the car, he lowered the temperature of the air conditioner to a minimum, which could relieve the pain in his back.

"hiss--"

Tang Ling could feel the blood on his back sliding on his skin, burning intolerably.

The MY studio banquet began shortly afterwards, Xiang Chen came to the Yuyuan and found that Tang Shao had gone out again.  Yun always didn't want to tell Tang Shao about this, so he asked Xiang Chen to come back to see him.

When Xiang Chen was about to go find him, he saw his car slowly entering the park.

"Tang Shao, you are back." Xiang Chen stepped up to greet him, only to find him tottering.

Tang Ling half-bowed his body, his hands clasped on both sides.

"What are you... doing?"

He dragged his tired and heavy body slowly past Xiang Chen. The temperature difference between the inside and outside of the car was too great, and his consciousness began to become a little unclear.

Xiang Chen was shocked to see the blood stains in the white shirt behind him.

Tang Ling fell to the ground without having moved two steps.

"Tang Shao!"

Not long after Tang Ling fainted, Xiang Chen carried him into the room and invited Shi Sheng.

Shi Sheng is the chief hired doctor of the Tang family and an alumnus of Yun Xiao studying abroad. After returning to China, he was assigned to the Tang family.

The MY studio dinner has begun, Xiang Chen thought about it or sent a message to Mr. Yun to report Tang Shao's situation. He planned to talk about it when President Yun is over and come back free.

Tang Ling was lying on the bed with his back, and Shi Sheng put the medicine for him.  He cut out the bloody white shirt and his body was hot and feverish.

Shi Sheng knew that Tang Ling's father was the only one who could play such a heavy hand. What could be done like this?

He wiped his wound with an alcohol cotton ball and accidentally saw a card falling out of his pocket.

Xiang Chen stood by the door of the room, and the loud engine noise came in.

After a while, Yun Xiao strode in from the outside, the panic couldn't hide under his eyes.

"President Yun, the banquet is not over yet..."

To be precise, the banquet was less than half of the beginning.

"Where is he?" Yun Xiao asked and walked to Tang Ling's room.

Xiang Chen followed closely behind.

Pushing the door open, Shi Sheng held the invitation letter he picked up and looked at Yun Xiao who had just entered.