Chapter 637: I Want Half of the Tang Family’s Fortune

Chapter 637: Chapter 637: I Want Half of the Tang Family’s Fortune

Tang Jun was dumbfounded from the beating. He looked at Tang Sihai, his expression full of grievance.

"Dad, this kid trespassed into our home and beat me! Instead of helping me, you’re hitting me too?"

"You still dare to run your mouth?! I’ll beat you to death, you little bastard!"

BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!

Tang Sihai started kicking, and soon Tang Jun’s face was swollen like a pig’s.

Elder Qi and Elder Wang quickly tried to intervene.

"Sir, please stop! You really can’t hit him anymore!"

Cheng Yuan simply watched with a cold detachment. It looked like Tang Sihai was hitting him hard, but they were just superficial injuries that would heal after a few days of rest.

Panting, Tang Sihai stopped kicking. He walked over to Cheng Yuan and gave him a deep bow.

"To have Cheng Dongshan grace our humble home brings the Tang Family great honor! I have already punished my unworthy son. I only ask that Cheng Dongshan spare his life."

Cheng Dongshan?

Tang Jun, Elder Qi, and Elder Wang exchanged bewildered glances, completely unable to understand why Tang Sihai would call Cheng Yuan "Cheng Dongshan."

Cheng Yuan said nonchalantly, "Mr. Tang, you worry too much. I’m not interested in your son’s life. I’ve only come to take back my two five-star hotels."

Tang Sihai nodded without the slightest hesitation. "No problem, absolutely no problem. I will immediately hand over my two best five-star hotels to Cheng Dongshan! Xiaoxue, draft two share transfer agreements right now. Transfer the Qingzhou Shangri-La Hotel and the Yizhong Crown Plaza Hotel, both of them, to Cheng Dongshan!"

"Yes!"

Tang Sihai’s secretary, Xiaoxue, nodded quickly and hurried over to the printer, where she began rapidly drafting the contracts.

Cheng Yuan nodded in satisfaction. ’This Tang Sihai knows how to act,’ he thought. ’I really don’t know how such a smooth and sophisticated man could father a spoiled brat like Tang Jun.’

Cheng Yuan studied Tang Sihai’s features, and his pupils contracted slightly.

’Something’s strange!’

’Judging by Tang Sihai’s face, he should be a man of great wealth and standing, blessed with many children and grandchildren, and live a happy life.’

’But for some reason, there’s a fine vertical line in the part of his face that relates to his descendants.’

’This means his descendants are fated to suffer many calamities.’

While Xiaoxue was drafting the contracts, Tang Sihai hauled Tang Jun to his feet, dragged him in front of Cheng Yuan, and said in a cold voice, "You little bastard, hurry up and kneel before Cheng Dongshan and admit you were wrong!"

Tang Jun felt like dying.

To kowtow and apologize to a romantic rival in front of the woman he loved most was the ultimate humiliation!

But Tang Sihai’s authority in the Tang Family was absolute, and Tang Jun didn’t dare to defy him.

THUD.

Tang Jun knelt before Cheng Yuan, his face a mask of humiliation. "Cheng Dongshan, I was the one who offended you! I swear that from now on, I’ll steer clear of you whenever I see you! Please, don’t stoop to my level!"

As he spoke, tears of humiliation streamed down Tang Jun’s face.

Cheng Yuan gazed at Tang Jun impassively. He saw a trace of a deathly aura on Tang Jun’s face and shrugged. "A dead man walking has no need to apologize to me."

A dead man walking?

Tang Jun was about to explode with rage. But he was the fish on the chopping block and Cheng Yuan was the knife; he didn’t dare talk back.

Tang Sihai’s expression changed. He pleaded, "Cheng Dongshan, I only have this one son, Jun. Please, give him a chance to turn over a new leaf!"

Cheng Yuan said nonchalantly, "Mr. Tang, you worry too much. I wouldn’t dirty my hands killing a terrified ant."

Tang Sihai breathed a small sigh of relief. "Then what did you mean by that, Cheng Dongshan?"

Cheng Yuan didn’t answer him. Instead, he asked casually, "Mr. Tang, if I’m not mistaken, you’ve had seven sons and nine daughters. But now, Tang Jun is the only son you have left."

Tang Sihai’s pupils contracted slightly. ’Cheng Yuan could tell he’d had many children?’

’It’s just that Cheng Yuan had the numbers wrong.’

’He’d only had six sons and seven daughters.’

"Cheng Dongshan, you can read faces?"

"I know a little. Do you need my help resolving this curse on your bloodline? It’s a paid service, of course. I’ll need half of the Tang Family’s fortune."

’Half the family fortune?’

Tang Sihai was speechless. ’This Cheng Dongshan’s appetite is way too big.’

"Cheng Dongshan, to be honest, I don’t really believe in things like Feng Shui or face reading. This is the 21st century; we should believe in science!"

After a brief pause, Tang Sihai turned to his assistant. "Xiaoxue, are the share transfer agreements ready?"

Xiaoxue replied in a steady voice, "They are ready, Chairman."

No longer bothering to discuss Feng Shui and face reading with Cheng Yuan, Tang Sihai said coolly, "Cheng Dongshan, here are the share transfer agreements. Please look them over. If there are no issues, you can sign."

Cheng Yuan shrugged. For the sake of Tang Sihai’s sensible behavior, he had given him a chance.

But Tang Sihai hadn’t taken it. He would have no one to blame but himself.

Cheng Yuan signed the share transfer agreements without hesitation. "The score between myself and the Tang Family is now settled," he said amiably. "I’ll be taking my leave."

Cheng Yuan turned and walked away.

Tang Sihai personally escorted Cheng Yuan out of the Tang residence.

’Even though Cheng Yuan’s face-reading skills were ’a bit off’,’ Tang Sihai thought, ’he was still Cheng Dongshan, the most powerful martial artist in Dongshan!’

On the way to the Shangri-La Hotel in a taxi, a curious Shen Man asked, "Brother, was what you said just now true?"

"What part?"

"About Uncle Tang’s children."

"It’s true."

"Then why did you offer to resolve the curse on his bloodline for Uncle Tang?"

"Because Tang Jun is about to meet with disaster—a bloody one. It will happen in the next day or two."

Shen Man immediately grew nervous. "Brother, you’re not... still planning to kill Tang Jun, are you?"

Cheng Yuan grinned. "How could I be so petty? Someone like Tang Jun is less than an ant in my eyes. He’s not worthy of me acting personally."

Shen Man breathed a small sigh of relief. "That’s true! Tang Jun isn’t even worthy to carry your shoes, Brother!"

After a moment, Shen Man asked with a hint of anticipation, "Brother, I heard that Qingcheng has cultivated a new variety of cherry blossom that blooms in the fall. Should we go to Zhongshan Park to see them?"

’See the cherry blossoms?’

Cheng Yuan raised an eyebrow. ’Something that romantic is best done with my wife.’

’He’d been running all over the place recently and had been neglecting his wife.’

Cheng Yuan shook his head gently, politely declining her suggestion. "Manman, I don’t have time to see cherry blossoms right now. If I’m not mistaken, your Uncle Tang will be calling you tomorrow, or the day after at the latest."

...

「Meanwhile.」

The Tang Residence.

Although Cheng Yuan’s numbers had been off, his words had left Tang Sihai feeling deeply unsettled.

Tang Sihai looked at Tang Jun with an extremely stern expression. "Jun, you are to stay home for the time being. Don’t go anywhere! Do you understand?"

Tang Jun nodded obediently, then asked with a baffled expression, "Dad, who is that Cheng guy, really? Why do you call him Cheng Dongshan? And why are you so afraid of him?"