Chapter 93 Those Things

Chapter 93: Chapter 93 Those Things

The woman screamed, hastily covering her body with clothes, and roared angrily, "Who are you? Why did you come in without permission! This is outrageous!"

Ling Xiao’s gaze was cold as he looked at the domineering woman, saying in a cold voice, "Who am I? Ha-ha, you should ask him if he knows who I am?"

Ling Guodong looked utterly embarrassed.

"Uh... Ling Xiao, maybe you could step aside for a moment, at least let your dad put on some clothes, right?" Ling Guodong said with a forced smile.

"Darling, he’s your son? How can he be so rude!" the girl nagged, "What kind of son behaves like this? He’s completely uncultured!"

Ling Xiao’s eyes turned colder as he approached the woman and said icily, "Uncultured? Are you accusing me?"

"I... I didn’t mean... I am..." Intimidated by Ling Xiao’s imposing presence, the girl was flustered.

"So you are blaming my mother!" Ling Xiao nodded, then suddenly launched a kick, brutally striking the girl’s face.

With a thud, the girl was sent flying, her nose bleeding profusely.

"You dare to disrespect my mother when you think you’ve got a hold on my father? Do you think that gives you the right to boss me around?" Ling Xiao sneered, "Come on, dear dad, tell me, was that kick just now cool?"

A flicker of pity crossed Ling Guodong’s eyes. This girl was a college student, a pampered darling whom he’d never even had the heart to hit, yet she was viciously kicked by his own son!

"Ling Xiao, this was all Little Sparrow’s fault today, she wants to apologize to you!" Ling Guodong didn’t command any paternal authority, instead he spoke carefully with a smile, "Do you think you could perhaps..."

Although it was hard for Ling Guodong to let go, he was very aware that his lavish lifestyle relied entirely on his second son! In his heart, his second son was truly his ancestor!

Watching his father looking so spineless, a trace of sorrow flashed in Ling Xiao’s eyes, "Fine, since you pleaded for her, I will let it go today! But my dear father, I advise you to show some restraint today! After all, today isn’t just your sixtieth birthday; it’s also the eighteenth anniversary of my mother’s death! My patience has limits, understand?"

After speaking, Ling Xiao snorted coldly, turned, and left. Before going, he said indifferently, "Clean yourself up. The guests will be arriving soon. Just do your job as a mascot!"

After Ling Xiao left, Ling Guodong breathed a sigh of relief and ran over to the girl lying on the floor with a pained expression, holding her and saying, "Little darling, are you alright?"

The girl cried out, "Ling Guodong, your son has beaten me to this state, and you’re acting like a spineless wretch? Who’s the father, and who’s the son here? You’ve truly disappointed me!"

Ling Guodong said awkwardly, "Little Sparrow, don’t be sad! If it wasn’t for me pleading on your behalf today, do you believe you wouldn’t live to see tomorrow’s sun?"

The girl was startled, then spoke dismissively, "Ling Guodong, you don’t need to scare me, I don’t believe it!"

Ling Guodong sighed, "In Ling Xiao’s heart, his mother is untouchable by anyone! You might not have mentioned her just now, but you implied as much, luckily I begged for mercy. Otherwise, you’d have no idea how you died!"

"Your son would dare to kill me?" the girl said, angry yet scared.

"Now you realize you just took a stroll by death’s door?" Ling Guodong said smugly, "But rest assured, with me here, he won’t do anything to you!"

...

Leaving the rest area, Ling Xiao’s fists were clenched so tight that he almost drew blood.

He could never forget the day eighteen years ago when his mother had prepared a sumptuous dinner, unusually including a meat dish. As a five-year-old drooling over the only plate of meat, his mother told him that it was his father’s birthday, and they had to wait for him to come back and eat together!

Back then, Ling Xiao eagerly wished for his father to return quickly so he could enjoy the meat dish!

But as night fell, his father didn’t return to the forty-square-meter house. Instead, a group of debt collectors arrived!

"Is Ling Guodong here? He owes our casino three hundred thousand, today’s the final deadline, hurry up and pay up!"

"That’s right, dragging it from yesterday to today, and from today to tomorrow. Let me tell you, if you don’t pay up today, we’re not leaving!"

"Exactly, we’re going to wait right here, to see how long you can drag this out!"

The angry debt collectors swept the food off the table, and Ling Xiao’s long-awaited plate of meat became a pile of trash under their feet.

"Please, give us some more time, we will be able to pay back the money! Please, don’t frighten my child!" his mother pleaded with a desperate face, continually bowing.

"Sure we’ll get paid? Who the hell believes that!" the leader of the men said coldly, "If you don’t pay today, we’re taking away your son. Sell him off to Myanmar, might even make some money!"

"No, you can’t take my child away!" the woman screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Then pay up!" the man said coldly, "You can’t pay, and you don’t want your son taken away, do you really think our casino is a charity?"

"Bro, maybe we should collect some interest first?" another man said with a leering smile, "I think Ling Guodong’s wife is not bad-looking, why don’t we ’comfort’ her well on behalf of Ling Guodong first? It’ll be compensation for our days of labor!"

"What... what do you want to do!" the woman panicked.

"Not gonna lie, now that you mention it, Ling Guodong’s wife really has got some charm!"

...

That night, as a five-year-old, Ling Xiao shivered in a corner, his face slapped in fright as he could only watch a group of menacing men pin his mother down on the bed. Their laughter still haunted the depths of Ling Xiao’s soul, a nightmare he could never erase.