Author: Flying Boat Looking at the Moon

Yu Lang looked at Tang Jialin out and was a little unresponsive about what it means to "here are already both children there". It was not until the phone vibrated twice that he woke up as if he was in a dream. He immediately picked up his phone and called his mother Deng Zhuoqin.

"Hey, Alang?"

The soft voice of his mother calmed down Yu Lang. He suppressed his surprise and said, "Mom, I'll go home for dinner tonight."

Deng Zhuoqin's voice was immediately filled with joy: "Okay, what do you want to eat? I'll let Aunt Li make it."

"Steam a fish."

"Okay, then when you walk back, tell me that the fish must be delicious just out of the pot."

"I got it, see you tonight, mom."

Deng Zhuoqin replied with a smile: "See you tonight."

After hanging up the phone, she immediately called Aunt Li: "Call them to send a fresh grouper, and Alang will come back to have dinner in the evening."

Aunt Li agreed to go and call, and the smile on Deng Zhuoqin's face faded. She realized that her son was not in a high mood. When she came back tonight, it was definitely not just about eating.

However, Deng Zhuoqin had already been ready. The day before yesterday, Yu Lang called her and told her about the problem between him and Tang Jialin, and asked her not to intervene anymore. She was preparing for this conversation.

Alang is soft but not hard. She just apologizes first and says it is all her fault. Alang will definitely not say anything else.

But unexpectedly, at the dinner table, Yu Lang apologized first: "Mom, I'm sorry, I've been only caring about my own business. My father has been abroad for several months and has not come back on the Mid-Autumn Festival. I should care more about you."

"No," Deng Zhuoqin smiled with relief, "You have this intention, and my mother is already very happy. Besides, you are busy with the company's business. Your father gave you the burden so early. It's too late for mom to feel sorry for you, so why would you blame you?"

"I know you won't blame me, but over the years, I have been studying abroad first, and when I come back, I'm busy with my career. My father has been devoted to the company since I was a child, always leaving you alone at home..."

Deng Zhuoqin saw that her son seemed to have moved, and her eyes were red: "It's okay, mom is used to it. Besides, mom also has friends and is not alone."

"Don't you want dad?" Yu Lang asked.

"I think, we are in touch every day..."

"Why don't you go and see your father?" Yu Lang suddenly said, "No matter how busy your father is in Singapore, it is impossible for him to not eat or sleep. If you go, at least you can have dinner and talk together at night."

Deng Zhuoqin said: "I want to go, but he hasn't been in Singapore all the time. He has been flying everywhere all day, sometimes Japan and sometimes Korea. He hasn't come back for the Mid-Autumn Festival. Isn't it because someone invites him to Dubai?"

"You can go with your dad."

Yu Lang took Cui Ruopeng as an example: "I met the investor two days ago, in his forties, and took his girlfriend with him on a business trip. My father went to Dubai to socialize. As a formal matchmaker, you are a wife Yu, attending social events with your father. It is legitimate. Besides, you can also walk around and travel around. I think it is better than staying at home."

Deng Zhuoqin finally realized something was wrong with her son, and half teased and half tentatively said: "Why do I think Alang thinks I'm in trouble at home? I want to send me to your father, so no one will interfere with you, right?"

Yu Lang looked serious: "No, I think you and dad are at this age and are still separated from each other. It is too unfair to you. I hope you can enjoy life with dad. If you have me at home, you don't have to lose anything. You still need to watch it at home?"

"You're right." Deng Zhuoqin made a move and wanted to end the topic, "Wait for me to discuss with your dad..."

"What else can I discuss?" Yu Lang picked up his phone, "If you feel it's hard to speak, I'll tell my father."

Seeing that he unlocked his phone, Deng Zhuoqin was anxious, stood up, held Yu Lang's hand, and said, "What's the hurry for this kid? Before the meal is finished, eat first."

Yu Lang looked at his mother and asked slowly: "Why do I think you... don't want to go?"

Deng Zhuoqin also realized that she was too anxious just now, but her son's eyes and actions made her feel that as long as she let go, he would immediately dial the phone number.

"Alang, you..." Deng Zhuoqin gradually came back to his senses, "Have you heard of something?"

"Do I hear something?" Yu Lang asked back.

Deng Zhuoqin's tense body suddenly loosened. She put down her hand, sat back on her chair, and turned her eyes to the fish on the table with only two chopsticks, "Who told you?"

"So Dad does have another home in Singapore."

Deng Zhuoqin was instantly angry: "What nonsense!"

"Didn't you even have a child?" Yu Lang calmed down as if he was talking about an irrelevant person, "It's still a woman and a son, both children."

Deng Zhuoqin couldn't stand it, so she slapped the table and stood up: "Who told you?"

Yu Lang still looked at his mother calmly: "When did you know?"

This calmness made Deng Zhuoqin feel a little at a loss. She slowly sat back and whispered: "Before you return to China."

"How do you know?"

"That bitch is going to give birth to you, and I urge your dad to go, but we have decided to go to your place and celebrate your birthday. Your dad is a little upset and I noticed it..."

Yu Lang asked: "Which baby will you give birth?"

"The little one."

"So I have a younger brother who is very close to my birthday?"

Deng Zhuoqin was once again angry: "What younger brother? I don't know where the wild breed came from outside, so I deserve to be your younger brother?"

Yu Lang sighed, stood up and walked to his mother, pressed her shoulder, and comforted her: "Okay, it's not my brother."

He brought the water cup to his mother again and asked her to drink a sip of water. When she calmed down, he asked again: "Why have you never told me after so many years?"

"There's nothing to say." Deng Zhuoqin pulled a tissue and wiped the corner of her mouth. "Anyway, your father promised me that he would never bring them back and embarrassingly. The company's shares and property are all yours."

Yu Lang suddenly realized: "On my birthday, my father gave me 10% of the company's shares. Is it because of this?"

Deng Zhuoqin nodded: "I forced him to transfer to your name, including this villa and the property in the city, are now in my name. Don't worry, Alang, mom will never let that bitch and the two bastards take away your things."

Yu Lang shook his head: "Mom, you are still frightened by dad." He sat back on his chair and sighed, "You should have told me about this earlier."

"What's wrong? What did your dad do to secretly move? Did you find out?" Deng Zhuoqin became nervous, "How much did he give that bitch?"

"What are you doing secretly? Have you forgotten? After the first Jixiansheng opened, the group's stock rose sharply, and his father reduced his holdings - if you had told me earlier that he was outside, I would never agree to this."

"But my mother asked you at that time, did you say it's okay?"

Yu Lang sighed again: "What I said is not hindering, it means that it has little impact on the group's production and operation, the stock price fluctuations are temporary, and the person who took over the shares is our largest investor. They have confidence in our model, so it is not hindering. However,"

He paused for a moment, "Mom, Dad had 110 million yuan at that time."

"He didn't go to Singapore to invest in real estate..." Deng Zhuoqinteng stood up, "This god-killing person, he won't give all of that bitch and two bastards, right?"

She was furious and reached out to get her phone. She wanted to question her husband, but she didn't hold it firmly. The phone fell to the ground with a thud.

Aunt Li heard the movement and came over to check it out. Yu Lang picked up his phone and said with a smile: "It's okay, Aunt Li, the phone fell to the ground. You can go to rest."

"Oh." Aunt Li looked at her wife with an ugly face, but she was afraid of Yu Lang and agreed to go out.

"Don't worry, I've inquired from the side. There are still investments. That project will start at the end of the year."

As soon as Deng Zhuoqin was put back into his stomach, his son said again: "But,"

Yu Lang put his phone back in front of his mother, "It's not certain if he invested in anyone's name."

Deng Zhuoqin's heart was like a roller coaster ride, and she finally couldn't bear it and shed tears.

"I...I always think about being afraid that you will be sad, and I don't want to destroy your father-son relationship. And your father said at that time, if I told you, you will definitely not return to China..."

"That's right." Yu Lang pulled two pieces of paper and handed it to his mother, laughing at himself, "Dad knows me so much."

He was abroad at that time and had already started a business with several seniors and was developing new energy vehicles. If he was young and energetic, he knew that his father had cheated and had given birth to more than one child outside, he would have stayed abroad in anger.

Deng Zhuoqin sobbed and said, "I thought you won't come back. Isn't it cheaper for others to get the property? What will I end up in my life...I..."

Yu Lang felt exhausted when he listened to his mother's crying: "Now is not the time to cry. Mom, we have to figure out what the project in Singapore is like."

Deng Zhuoqin wiped his tears and asked, "Have you ever asked your dad?"

"I asked, but I respected him first and trusted him second, so I never asked him carefully. He just replied "just smoothly" and "a little troublesome". Which uncle would help, and did not mention any specific information."

Deng Zhuoqin thought for a while: "Chen Zhixing should know the most about this matter, and he was the one who helped him connect with this project."

Chen Zhixing is a Singaporean businessman. He has worked with their group before and has known him. He said, "Aren't you very familiar with his wife?"

"You mean?" Deng Zhuoqin looked at the phone.

"You should go to Singapore. It's useless to call, they won't tell you." Yu Lang sneered, "With his friendship with his father, when his father is not in Singapore, maybe the mother and son over there are all taken care of by the Chen family."

Deng Zhuoqin shook her head, "I talked to Mrs. Chen about this. She cursed and sweared to me that their family had not been involved in this matter. She also hated the vixen who seduced other people's husbands the most. Last time your father wanted to take that bitch to Hu Zengrong's birthday party, she told me in advance."

Hu Zengrong is a local jewellery business rich man in Singapore. He has also known Yu Lang's father Yu Keyan for many years.

"He has taken that woman out for social engagements?" Yu Lang frowned.

"Don't worry," Deng Zhuoqin sneered, "After I heard about this, I asked your aunt to rush over and slapped the bitch twice in the face. I have videos and photos here..."

After seeing her son's frowning more tightly, her smug smile finally closed, "Well, anyway, your dad won't take her out to see her anymore."

"Why don't you go by yourself?" Yu Lang was puzzled. His aunt married to Malaysia and did not live in Singapore. "You went in person. My father would never take that woman out again no matter what. Why do you need my aunt to beat someone in the Hu family?"

Just as his father knew him very well, Yu Lang also knew his father very well. His mother's behavior would only anger his father. He did not have an attack at that time, and even seemed to have made concessions, just because he was preparing to teach his mother a big lesson in the future.

"My father didn't come back on the Mid-Autumn Festival, it's because of this, right?" Yu Lang asked.

Deng Zhuoqin said firmly: "It's better if he doesn't come back, everyone is free."

Yu Lang looked at his mother and suddenly felt that his father was really successful over the years. He not only "trained" himself into a successor, but also let him get rid of the burden of the group and go out for free, but also shaped his mother so that it would not be hindered by his father at all.

"Mom, I'm not hiding it from you now. In fact, the company is facing great difficulties now - this round of financing is not going well. Without money, the new store cannot open as scheduled. All the costs of the early investment will be as big as snowballs."

"What should I do then? How much is it missing?" Deng Zhuoqin became nervous.

"I had been unable to understand why investors suddenly lost confidence in Jixiansheng. They were not profitable in the past two years, and they were all within everyone's expectations. It was not until today that I realized that it was because of my father."

Yu Lang reached out and pressed his phone, "The chairman reduced his shares and cashed out and never came back after he went abroad. Who would still have confidence in us? If it was another company, I would not be able to invest."

"This..." Deng Zhuoqin held back the words scolding her husband, took a deep breath and said, "I'll go wash my face, you can calm down, wait for me to come back, let's have a video call with your father."

Yu Lang nodded, waited for his mother to leave the restaurant, picked up his cell phone and called Lawyer Xu: "You help me contact Tang Jialin's lawyer, and then I said I agreed to the divorce, and make an appointment with them to discuss property division."
Chapter completed!