Chapter 545 - I Don’t Have Such A Shameless Son

Chapter 545: I Don’t Have Such A Shameless Son
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Tang Jiyun suddenly burst with rage. He lunged towards Tang Zui and slapped him across the face. There was a loud smack. Tang Zui stumbled backwards.

Gu Mian was startled. She did not expect Tang Jiyun to hit his own son like that.


You disobedient brat. I see right through you! If I don’t beat you to death today, I would be dead out of sheer anger!


Tang Jiyun assumed that Tang Zui stole Gu Mian away on purpose to get back at Tang Ming.

The corner of Tang Zui’s lips started bleeding. He raised a hand and wiped the blood off. He looked at the blood in his hand and suddenly let out a laugh.
I angered you? Because I demolished the mansion my mother left me? That mansion was mine. I had the right to do whatever I wanted with it!




That mansion belongs to the Tang family!
Tang Jiyun lunged forward and wanted to hit Tang Zui again. At that moment, Lu Shuzhen came out from the ward and grabbed him.
Jiyun, don’t be impulsive. We can talk this through. After all, we’re family.



Family? I don’t have such a shameless son!
Tang Jiyun was furious.

Tang Zui glared coldly at the couple before him. There was a hint of hatred in his cold eyes. He suddenly turned around and walked over to Gu Mian. Frightened by his chillingly vicious expression, she held her breath.

He stood in front of her and fixed his eyes on her for a moment. Just when Gu Mian thought that he would burst fly into a rage and hit her, he suddenly snatched the phone in her hand away before turning and walking away.

Gu Mian watched Tang Zui leave and felt her heart ache for some unknown reason.


Miss Gu, I advise you not to let your guard down. Don’t be deceived by his frivolous lies,
Tang Jiyun said. He turned around and went back into the ward.

Lu Shuzhen did not like Gu Mian at all. But her view on the relationship between her son and Gu Mian had not changed. Since Gu Mian was Tang Zui’s wife, if her son were to steal Gu Mian from him, it would be humiliating for him. Therefore, Lu Shuzhen would not disapprove of her son’s relationship with the young woman.


Miss Gu, Little Ming is sick. He has been ill for a while. Lately, due to the fact that Tang Zui had demolished the seaside mansion he used to live in, he was so upset that he was admitted into the hospital. Come visit him when you have the time,
Lu Shuzhen said and went into the ward as well.

Gu Mian stood still. She furrowed her eyebrows.

She did not expect Tang Zui to do something so extreme. He actually demolished the mansion.


Gu Mian did not expect the relationship between Tang Zui and his father to have gotten so bad.

The following day.

Gu Mian’s mother woke up early to take her daughter’s place to keep her husband company. She even made breakfast for her to bring home.


Mum, there’s no need for that. I can make myself something to eat once I get home.
Gu Mian had washed her face and was ready to leave.


Who says it’s for you? I prepared this for Tang Zui. Your father is able to survive this ordeal all thanks to Little Zui. He’s a really good young man. You must be a good wife to him, understand?
Mrs. Gu said to her daughter.


Um… I understand. Alright, I’m leaving now,
Gu Mian replied, stuttering. She took the food and quickly left.

She felt her chest constrict. Given the nature of the relationship between her and Tang Zui, if her parents ever found out about them…

Gu Mian did not want to dwell on that. She brought the breakfast home.

When Gu Mian returned to the apartment, she saw Tang Zui sleeping on the couch. He appeared to have vomited. There were countless alcohol bottles on the floor and the coffee table.

She was rather astonished. ‘How much did he drink?’


Gu Mian put the breakfast on the dining table. She then went into the bedroom to grab a blanket. She put it over Tang Zui and started cleaning up the mess he made.

When Tang Zui woke up, he saw Gu Mian kneeling on the floor and scrubbing the carpet. He put a hand over his aching forehead and sat up. The blanket on his body slid off.