"Haoran, now everyone knows about you getting beaten up. How will you handle the aftermath? Where will you put your face?"
In front of an elder, Li Haoran lowered his head progressively with each word spoken by the elder.
"So many people are laughing at you now. Getting beaten up is one thing, but the photos of you beaten up are everywhere. I can't even suppress it despite spending money. Isn't Tang Renwang's son just an idle playboy? Where did he get such skills?"
After lecturing Li Haoran, the elder began to ponder deeply about where the problem might lie.
"Yeah, the news I received is the sa; Tang Rao is just an idle playboy. Where on earth did he get such skills? Grandpa, you have no idea, this dude is bizarre. He can stick to my floor-to-ceiling windows and appear right in front of . What's even scarier is that he can dodge my bullets directly!"
Too many impossibilities appeared on Tang Rao, adding a myriad of impossibilities to him.
"Cultivators can indeed dodge bullets at a certain level; that's not surprising. According to that kid, seeking you out was just the beginning, like grasshoppers on a rope with us. He probably won't spare any of them."
Li Haoran's grandfather, Li Xiong, had his beard and eyebrows almost tangled. Haoran Group was his empire, passed down two generations to Li Haoran. It's evident that Li Haoran hasn't made significant achievents after taking charge of Haoran Group; still, everything has gone smoothly. However, his ambition has grown too wild in recent years, which Li Xiong didn't stop. He now wonders whether his inaction was right or wrong.
"Grandpa, what should I do now? Tang Rao won't spare those people, surely won't spare either! I don't want to die yet!"
Li Haoran had been directly scared after getting beaten up, feeling they might not fear to be crueler on him.
Perhaps even Li Haoran's life would be taken.
Li Xiong believes Li Haoran's words weren't baseless. He only has this one grandson, thinking of the consequences if sothing happened to him. The Li Family would have no heir, leaving no inheritor for their enterprise.
To protect the heir, Li Xiong must care more for Li Haoran.
"Leave this matter to . You stay at Haoran Group properly. Avoid going out disgracing yourself unless necessary."
Li Haoran's face had no visible injuries, but it was evidently swollen, looking like a pig's head. Going out now indeed feels inappropriate.
"Yes, I got it."
Li Xiong's words aren't sothing Li Haoran dared to refute. Staying inside for a while? Since it's grandpa's command, he'd gladly use this ti to bring so girls ho and have so fun days with them.
After Li Haoran, Tang Rao sought out several others using the sa thods. These people played critical roles during the rivalry over Dynasty Industry. Because of their 'contributions,' Tang Rao made them pay a higher price than Li Haoran.
Dynasty Industry once again hit the headlines, but this ti not for bankruptcy announcents. Instead, it's about the secrets behind Dynasty Industry.
Tang Rao, son of Tang Renwang, an idle playboy, the man once shrouded in mystery, suddenly beca known by every household.
Tang Renwang finally found so ti to rest and catch his breath. On this day, after finishing all company matters, he called Tang Rao, asking him to co ho early. He returned ho early, while Bai Yushu prepared a fine al and took out his cherished collection of red wine.
"What special day is it today? So many dishes are prepared at ho."
Tang Rao couldn't shake off his casual deanor, even knowing Tang Renwang was happy these days and let Bai Yushu prepare this al to celebrate. But though aware, he kept it unspoken.
"It's because your dad said you only co back once in a while. These days he's been busy with the company with no ti to enjoy a al with you. So, tonight the three of us will have a good al, just as a warm welco."
Bai Yushu rarely showed an appreciative smile, almost stunning Tang Renwang.
His wife, the woman he spent years with, even today, when their son is grown, remains stunningly beautiful.
"Yushu, our son grew up so fast, feels like our eting was just yesterday."
Tang Renwang gazed at Bai Yushu's beautiful face, expressing sentint.
"We've been together for many years, old couple now; why talk about these things?"
Tang Renwang felt pleased, while Bai Yushu felt shy.
"Dad and Mom, next ti you discuss these things, let know. I can excuse myself or cover my ears."
Upon hearing Tang Rao's words, Bai Yushu's face turned even redder than before.
"Son, don't listen to your dad's nonsense. We're an old couple, nothing much to say. You're also quite mature, yet no word on bringing a wife ho. If you get older, girls might dislike you."
Bai Yushu, like any mom, felt anxious regarding her son's marriage, like any other family mom would.
"Dislike ? Why would they dislike ? I'm Tang Rao, son of Tang Renwang, heir of Dynasty Industry. My family is wealthy, whatever kind of woman I want, there's no one daring to dislike !"
His expression was exaggerated, full of certainty, making Bai Yushu feel despite her headache, Tang Rao's words surprisingly made so sense.
"Son, Mom isn't rushing you. While Mom is still young and can help with kids, you can have as many as you want. When Mom grows old, I might not manage to take care of your kids."
Bai Yushu's tone was slightly sentintal, especially recently when she genuinely felt aging, fatigue, fearing not witnessing Tang Rao's marriage before herself breaking down.
Tang Rao seed conflicted.
In front of his parents, he's a young man in his twenties, needing to find a wife and establish a career. But in reality, Tang Rao had nurous wives, even kids of several years. He wished to bring Tang Xiaobai to Bai Yushu, letting his son call out "Grandma." Yet, he hadn't prepared ntally to confess to Tang Renwang and Bai Yushu.
"Your son is so handso; finding eight wives is doable, giving you many grandchildren, making you regret saying today's words. Mom, for such a joyful welco feast, let's skip those heavy topics, shall we?"
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