Chapter 1: Breaking the Engagement

Qinzhou, Tang Group.

Inside the Chairman's office.

*Clap! *

A teacup smashed against the floor, shattering into pieces that scattered everywhere!

"Look at you! Twenty-five years old and you've achieved nothing. I let you handle a simple task like delivering a contract and you managed to mess it up, causing the company a loss of over a hundred million!"

"I started out on my own at seventeen, made my first pot of gold by twenty, and opened a hotel by thirty, with a net worth of over ten million!"

"Your younger brother, Shaojie, has an IQ of 145. He finished his studies at Buddha University by twenty, and upon returning home, he became the company's Vice President and my most capable assistant!"

"You useless piece of trash! You aren't even worth a single finger of your brother's. How could I have sired a useless son like you?"

"Just like your mother, you're both useless! Living is just a waste of air and food!"

Chairman Tang Jun slammed the teacup onto the floor, pointing at Tang Yun's nose and cursing furiously!

"Dad, Big Brother just made a mistake. It won't happen next time."

On the sofa opposite them, a thin young man in a suit spoke up hypocritically.

His name was Tang Shaojie, Tang Yun's half-brother.

"Shaojie, you can't say that. This is already the third time."

A middle-aged woman with heavy, flashy makeup spoke up. Her name was Wang Yuqin, Tang Yun's stepmother.

"Last month, he even lost a contract worth fifty million. It was only because Shaojie personally went to apologize that the business partner didn't hold it against us."

Wang Yuqin's face was sharp and thin, revealing her sour and mean-spirited nature. She looked at Tang Yun with contempt: "This isn't the first time he's done this, yet he keeps making the same mistakes. He's stupider than a pig!"

The mother and son played good cop and bad cop, clearly intending to humiliate Tang Yun.

"Have you said enough?"

Tang Yun finally raised his head and glanced coldly at Tang Jun.

The so-called repeated loss of contracts was nothing more than a play orchestrated by this mother and son, with the goal of making him commit errors so they could drive him away.

"What did you say?"

Tang Jun thought he had misheard and became even angrier, glaring viciously at Tang Yun: "You useless trash, you dare to talk back?"

"Trash? Heh, the biggest piece of trash is you!"

Tang Yun said coldly: "From the time I was small until now, have you ever cared for my mother and me? Have you ever given us a single cent? That I've managed to live this long is entirely due to my own resilience; it has nothing to do with you!"

"From the time my mother got sick until she passed away, a full five years, you never appeared. She was still calling your name when she died!"

"I was wandering in the village at six, digging through trash cans for food, bitten all over by wild dogs. In the dead of winter, I had nothing to eat or wear, and I nearly froze to death several times. Do you know that?"

"Abandoning your wife and son for a new lover—Tang Jun, you are the one who is trash, lower than a pig or a dog!"

Tang Yun's voice was cold and sharp, filled with resentment and hatred. All the grievances of these years erupted at once!

From the time he could remember, he had no father. He and his mother lived in the village, suffering bullying, cold stares, and ridicule.

No one understood the bitterness and misery he endured!

When his mother died, he was only seven. He lay on her coffin and cried for an entire night. On the day of the funeral, only a few kind-hearted neighbors helped...

In the days that followed, he lived almost in hell!

Hungry and cold, he could only dig through trash cans to find food. Every winter, he thought he wouldn't make it through.

He had fantasized countless times that his father would appear.

He fantasized for many years, but unfortunately, his father never appeared...

Later, he met his Master, was taken in as a disciple, and taught the medical arts, which made his life a little easier.

Last year, after his Master passed away, Tang Jun sent people to find him and bring him home, the reason being that Tang Jun had developed acute leukemia and needed a bone marrow transplant.

Tang Jun couldn't bear to let his younger son, Tang Shaojie, suffer that pain, so he found Tang Yun, the son he had forgotten for over a decade.

Because of his mother's dying wish and his longing for family, Tang Yun agreed.

The surgery was a success.

But once Tang Jun recovered his health, he began to find Tang Yun an eyesore. Wang Yuqin and her son believed even more strongly that Tang Yun would compete for the family inheritance and was a hidden threat!

Tang Yun was targeted, subjected to cold words and insults, and assigned the hardest and most tiring work, yet his pay was pitifully low, all to force him away.

Last night, his soup had actually been poisoned!

Tang Jun wanted his life!

If it weren't for his superb medical skills and mastery of pharmacology, he would have already been poisoned to death!

Seeing that the poisoning failed, they manufactured this scene to force him out. They really had gone to great lengths.

Having saved Tang Jun despite past grievances, only to receive this in return, Tang Yun's heart was completely dead.

From beginning to end, they never considered him family!

"Unfilial son! How dare you!"

Tang Jun was struck where it hurt. He roared and raised his hand to slap Tang Yun!

Tang Yun grabbed his wrist, stood up, stared at him with cold eyes, and scoffed: "Do you really think I'm easy to bully?"

He squeezed hard, causing Tang Jun to tremble in pain. Tang Jun howled and cursed: "Ouch! You beast, let go of me!"

"You little bastard, you dare hit my husband!"

Wang Yuqin cursed and lunged at Tang Yun, beating him with all her might.

"Big Brother, let go of Dad!"

Tang Shaojie also rushed over. While pretending to persuade him, his right hand grabbed an ashtray from the table and smashed it viciously toward the back of Tang Yun's head!

The strike was insidious and vicious!

The back of the head is the most vulnerable spot. If that hit landed, he would be dead or crippled!

However, it was as if Tang Yun had eyes in the back of his head. He turned and slapped him away, knocking out a tooth and sending him to the ground, spitting blood.

*Bang! *

Tang Yun kicked Tang Jun to the ground, pushed Wang Yuqin aside, and turned to stride away.

"From today on, our father-son relationship is severed!"

"Trash!"

Tang Jun was so angry he gritted his teeth. He cursed, then hurried over to help up the blood-mouthed Tang Shaojie, asking with concern: "Are you okay, Shaojie? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

"I'm fine."

Tang Shaojie shook his head, took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, and said: "Transfer three million to me. I need to go relax."

"Alright, alright, I'll transfer it to you immediately."

Tang Jun nodded quickly and took out his phone to make the transfer.

Tang Shaojie walked out of the office and immediately dialed a number, saying in a low voice: "Two million. Help me take care of someone!"

"No problem..."

Having left the Tang Group.

Tang Yun felt much lighter.

During this time, for the sake of his mother's dying wish and the so-called family affection, he had been swallowing his pride, and it had been suffocating.

*Vroom, vroom, vroom! *

Just then, a silver Mercedes-Benz sports car sped over and stopped beside Tang Yun.

The door opened, and a woman in a white lady's suit with a beautiful face stepped out and walked straight up to him.

"Tang Yun?"

Her brows carried a sense of arrogance. She sized Tang Yun up with a high-and-mighty attitude.

"Who are you?"

Tang Yun frowned.

"I am your fiancée, Zhang Lin."

Zhang Lin said, taking a red object out of her bag and waving it in front of Tang Yun: "Look clearly. It has your Master's signature on it!"

Tang Yun looked closely. The red object was indeed a marriage contract!

"It seems there is such a thing..."

He remembered. His Master had mentioned this before he passed away, but he had been so heartbroken at the time that he hadn't taken it to heart.

"Did you come to me to fulfill the marriage contract?"

Tang Yun squinted at Zhang Lin.

She was very pretty, and her figure was good, but her brows carried arrogance, and she had a look of looking down on people.

Fulfill the marriage contract?

Heh, you wish!

Even if all the men in the world were dead, I wouldn't fulfill a marriage contract with you!

A flash of disgust and disdain crossed Zhang Lin's eyes. A country bumpkin like this wasn't even qualified to tie her shoes!

Only a ghost would marry him!

"Get in the car. Come back with me so we can talk!"