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Chapter 157 Lang Yukun’s Story

There are many people in the hall of Lang’s mansion, Yan Hua and Gungun as well. Gungun is talking to Lang Cha about what gift he wants. Lang Cha will soon go to the airport and go to the United States with Lang Qin.

“Dad...” Lang Hongyue suddenly flings herself in front of Lang Cha, even ignoring her belly. “You can’t do this to me. I am your daughter!”

Yan Hua hurriedly picks up Gungun. Gungun is scared, staring at Lang Hongyue.

“Grandpa, I’ll take Gungun upstairs to change clothes.” Yan Hua says to Lang Cha and goes upstairs.

Lang Ruoxian helps Lang Hongyue up. “Auntie, be careful of your belly.”

“Go away!” Lang Hongyue is ungrateful and pushes him away. “Don’t shed crocodile tears over my misfortune. OK now! Are you happy?”

Lang Qin laughs scornfully and stands up. “Dad, I’ve forgotten to take something. I’d like to go back to my room.”

Lang Hongyue, seeing Lang Cha ignore her, just cries. “The daughters of other people’s are all spoiled. But you only regard your three sons as important. Am I the child you picked up, Dad?”

“Since our childhood, you have always given them opportunities to make various attempts. What about me?” The more Lang Hongyue cries, the more aggrieved she feels. “What I could do was being obedient and well-behaved. If I hadn’t found a man myself, you would have sent me to ally with another powerful family by marriage!”

Lang Hongyue seems to want to tell all her grievances from childhood to adulthood. In the large sitting room, only her complaints and occasional sounds of sobbing echo. Till she has finished speaking, Lang Cha says.

“You’ve finished crying? So you mean, this is why you killed your own nephew? Killed the only son of your second brother?” Lang Cha’s eyes become cold and harsh. “If you weren’t my daughter, would you still be able to sit here and cry?”

“If you were not my daughter, could I still let you continue to live after you killed my grandson?” Lang Cha closes his eyes and says, “Hongyue... You don’t know repentance and still dare to come and question me.”

“Dad... I am not... I do not...” Lang Hongyue says blankly, “I... I just can’t accept it at once.”

“Then you should slowly accept it.” Lang Cha waves his hand. “If you still have time to hate others, you’d better think about how to run your companies in the future.”

Without Lang Consortium as her backing, Lang Hongyue’s companies can no longer earn money easily. She has to grab business and open up the market like other companies. Otherwise... Her companies just have to wait to be eliminated.

“Auntie, you know Grandpa’s temper. What he decided will not change.” Lang Ruoxian helps her up. This time Lang Hongyue doesn’t refuse him.

She suddenly realizes that she may no longer have any bargaining counters to contend with Lang Ruoxian. In the future, she will depend on Lang Ruoxian to make a living. She must endure him for the sake of the child in her belly.

As long as she gives birth to a son, in 20 years when Lang Ruoxian is old, she can help her son take Lang Consortium back! At this moment, Lang Hongyue has obviously forgotten the existence of Gungun, and even forgotten that Lang Ruoxian will get married and have his own children...

“Thank you, Ruoxian. I was just too excited. I was not angry with you.” Lang Hongyue takes out a piece of facial tissue to wipe her tears, then says to Lang Cha with a specially regretful expression, “Dad, who said I didn’t know how to repent? I knew I was wrong. Don’t worry! I will run the company well in the future and show you the results!”

Lang Cha looks at her and says, “OK. I shall wait and see.”

“Dad, shall we go now?” Lang Qin comes downstairs, “It’s getting late.”

When Lang Cha gets into the car, he doesn’t forget to tell Lang Ruoxian, “I shall leave your father in your care. Take good care of him.”

“Don’t worry, you also need to take good care of yourself.” Lang Ruoxian nods at Lang Qin, “Sorry to bother you, uncle.”

Lang Qin smiles and says, “It won’t be much trouble to take care of my own father, but Yukun will stay in China for the time being. Please take more care of him!”

“We are brothers. You are welcome.” Lang Ruoxian closes the car door and says, “Bon voyage.”

Lang Ruoxian returns to Lang Li’s room. “Dad, Grandpa has left.”

“Your grandpa hates fratricidal fighting most, but he is too soft-hearted.” Lang Li has been watching from the balcony, watching the old man leave by car. “Since he is unwilling to handle his daughter, I will do it.”

Lang Ruoxian looks at his watch. “I’ll go to the company later. In the evening...”

“You don’t have to come back in the evening.” Lang Li smiles. “The less contact you have with me, the less doubts about you your grandpa will have at then. And... If you don’t stay where Yan Hua lives, how can you get along well with the mother and son?”

“Dad, don’t you object?” Lang Ruoxian pushes him into the room.

Lang Li pats him on the hand. “Why should I object? If you get married with Yan Hua and the 30% shares of the company will be owned by our branch of the family.”

In his eyes, marrying a woman is nothing important, just giving her a social status.

“Don’t you need to move back?” Yan Hua prepares to go back with Gungun and is surprised to see him sitting in the driver’s seat. “Will you leave your father alone here?”

“He is not alone. Yukun is also there.” Lang Ruoxian leans over to fasten her seat belt and kisses her by the way.

Gungun, who is sitting in the back, sees this.

“I want a kiss, too!” He leans his head to Lang Ruoxian.

Lang Ruoxian also kisses him. “We will have dinner outside today.”

“We shouldn’t...” Yan Hua frowns, “If reporters take pictures...”

She is still Fei Shan’s nominal girlfriend now!

“No.” Lang Ruoxian starts the car. “The reporters can’t enter that place.”

The car has been driving for a long time, almost to the other side of the city. It stops at a small alley entrance in two hours.

“Gungun has fallen asleep.” Yan Hua helplessly looks at Lang Ruoxian. Her meaning is obvious.

Lang Ruoxian smiles and picks up Gungun. “Although it’s a little far away, it’s safe here. Food here tastes good. You can have a try in a moment!”

This is the old town of G City. Several hutongs in the eyes are protected urban architectural heritage and cannot be dismantled casually. There retains the architectures of the late Qing Dynasty in the last century, which are very distinctive.

“Come on. Here we are.” Lang Ruoxian takes Yan Hua to walk for a few minutes and stand in front of a courtyard called North-Ming Fish.

After they enter the courtyard, a waiter welcomes them into the second floor. Up the stairs Yan Hua sees the whole courtyard, with artificial hill, running water, um... and stories, because she sees Lang Yukun in the private room and the waiter calls him boss.

“Sit down!” Lang Yukun is not surprised at their coming. Obviously, Lang Ruoxian has had an appointment with him.

Gungun hasn’t woken up. Lang Yukun orders the waiters to move a small bed, which is the kind of wooden cradle bed with an unusual style. It is unknown where the bed is moved from.

“New one.” Lang Yukun says, “It’s clean.”

Lang Ruoxian puts Gungun in and the little fellow wriggles a few times without waking up.

“Ask anything you want to know!” Lang Yukun calls the waiter to serve the food and personally pours a cup of tea for Yan Hua.

The tea water is pink, poured into a white and blue porcelain cup, whose artistic conception of gentle beauty is appealing to people.

“This restaurant... When did you open it?” Yan Hua takes the teacup and sips the tea. The delicate fragrance of Longjing tea is accompanied by a faint smell of nectar.

“The last time I came back.” Lang Yukun says.

That is three years ago when Gungun was at the age of one.

“I didn’t expect you to open a restaurant.” Yan Hua leans against the window edge. “And it’s the kind of restaurant, which can’t make a lot of money...”

Lang Yukun smiles. “I want here to be quiet, not expecting to make money. However, I didn’t expect business here to be so good. This private room is especially reserved for family and close friends. Otherwise, you may not have a place at this time.”

“His chefs were all hired at a high price.” Lang Ruoxian interrupts. “The kind of masters with real skills who had served for lifetime honored Brand. They can cook imperial dishes.”

When the dishes are served, Yan Hua realizes that the so-called imperial dishes are all beautiful and delicate like handicrafts. The food materials and ingredients are the best and the taste can’t be bad.

Gungun wakes up during the dinner and eats until his small belly bulges. When they are about to leave, Lang Yukun also lets the kitchen make a sugar painting for him. Gungun is so happy that decides to like this uncle in an instant.

“Does he intend to stay in China?” On the way back, there are a myriad twinkling lights of a city. Lang Ruoxian has a good feeling of peaceful time. Hearing Yan Hua’s curious question, he tells her the results of investigation.

“Do you know that Lang Qin has been alone for so many years?”

“Well, Grandpa said that his wife died of cancer, and Yukun seemed to be only eight years old at that time.”

Lang Qin and his wife married on the basis of romantic love. They love each other deeply. In the years after his wife died, Lang Qin was plunged into his job and went abroad, leaving Lang Yukun at home.

“At that time, Lang Yukun’s grandmother was also very sad because she lost her daughter. He was sent to his grandmother’s house to spend seven years there. When he was 15 years old, Uncle Qin took him to the United States.”

Yan Hua turns her head sideways. “What’s your point?”

“Haha...” Lang Ruoxian stretches out his hand and pinches her face. “The point is, during the seven years, he was on good terms with a little girl in the neighborhood. The two went to school and back home together. They were kind of childhood sweethearts.”

“He liked that girl!” Yan Hua says.

“Well, he liked her very much.”

Yan Hua thinks of something and asks, “Did he do something to make the girl sad?”

The things Lang Yukun asked her before should be related to this girl.

“I don’t know the details.” Lang Ruoxian turns the steering wheel. “It seemed that the girl’s family had an accident and she was the only one survived. Then Lang Yukun misunderstood her, and there was some conflict between the two. Then the girl disappeared.”

“She must have hided from him.” Yan Hua shakes her head. “That restaurant is opened for that girl, isn’t it?”

The car turns into the villa district and they have already arrived home.

“I’ve heard that the girl’s ancestors were imperial chefs and the whole family were cooks.” Lang Ruoxian parks the car. “Lang Yukun has been looking for her. This time he has news about her whereabouts, so he will definitely stay in China and will not leave within a short time.”

“Gungun!” Yan Hua, who is about to get off, suddenly lets out a cry.

Gungun, who has been sitting in the back, is startled.

“Mommy... Mommy?”

“That’s why you have been quiet all the way. You were secretly eating candy!”

Lang Ruoxian just finds that Gungun has eaten half of the sugar painting...

“Get off!” Yan Hua takes the sugar painting from Gungun’s hand with a straight face and gives it to Lang Ruoxian.

Gungun climbs out of the car pitifully.