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Chapter 77: What on Earth Happened?

    

ut and bringing down the An Group and the entire An family."These pieces of evidence were obtained before I moved in, by purposely going to Kr·C International and getting them from Tang Mo Qingye.Chen...Chapter 77: What on earth happened

Early morning, between 3 and 4 am, Tang Moqing brought the drunken and asleep Tang Yucheng back to the Tang family manor. Besides the night guard, everyone else was already asleep.

I didn't want to alarm anyone else, but in the end, I still let the Tangs know.

Mo Caijing wore a coat on her shoulders, looking anxious and worried, while Tang Zhongsen held her shoulder with one hand, his brow furrowed and his face also slightly solemn.

After Tang Moqing had placed Tang Yucheng safely in the room and walked out, Mo Caijing anxiously stepped forward and asked, "Third Young Master, what on earth happened How could your second brother..."

Their son has his own villa elsewhere. Yesterday, he sent the little rabbit home for a visit. When they didn't come back at night, he thought his son had taken the little rabbit back to his villa and went on a romantic getaway together.

From a young age, the second son has been the most mature, steady, and composed one, never causing any worries. Because of his work nature, he always needs to keep a clear head, even when he returns home. Even if he occasionally drinks, he doesn't exceed one cup.

Now he is out drinking and getting completely drunk, which to them is even worse than the sky falling. How can they not worry

"Mom, I don't know what happened either. It was the bar owner who called me and told me I got drunk there." Tang Moqing explained at night.

"Could it be that he's having a falling out with Xiaotu" Mo Caijing said, worried and a little self-reproachful. "Could it be because of the soup incident the day before yesterday Second Young Master's face wasn't very good during lunch that day…"

Tang Zhongsen opened his mouth to interrupt her, soothingly saying, "Wife, before things are clear, don't jump to conclusions; besides, yesterday when the two of them left Tang's house, they were still loving and affectionate. Second Young Master might have encountered something else that was bothering him. Let's wait until he wakes up and ask him clearly."

"But..." Mo Caijing pondered for a moment, frowning and saying, "If it wasn't because of a conflict with Xiaotu, then why isn't Xiaotu with him"

"It's useless to speculate here now. Let's wait until Second Young Master wakes up in the morning and then talk." Tang Zhongsen was a more pragmatic person, feeling that it was better to wait for the person involved to wake up and ask directly than to think about it here and increase his worries.

"Lao San, you stay behind to take care of your second brother."

After Tang Zhongsen finished speaking, he couldn't help but embrace his wife and return to the room.

Have him take care of his second brother Being treated like a servant, Tang Moqing's night was a mess in the wind...

Early morning.

Still asleep, An Xiaotu was woken up by the sound of her phone ringing. Her porcelain-white and tranquil face immediately wrinkled up. She let out a groan of displeasure and patted her cheeks to force herself awake.

Halfnclosed her beautiful eyes and looked at the unfamiliar number displayed on her phone, then softly said in a gentle voice, "Hello, who's this"

"Good morning, little rabbit, guess who it is" Listening to An Xiaotu's soft and gentle voice, Mo Caijing felt a bit of comfort in her heart.

Unable to wait for Tang Yucheng to wake up, Mo Caizheng, anxious and distraught, called An Xiaotu early in the morning. She wanted to get some information from her, hoping to find out what had happened.

"Uh … Mr. Tang… Mom, good morning!" An Xiaotu heard it was Mrs. Tang's voice, her brain instantly cleared up, she asked, "Mom, is there anything"

"It's nothing really, I just didn't see you and the second young master return last night. I asked the second young master why you didn't come back to Tang's family with him, but he wouldn't say anything. So I called to ask you." Mo Caijing paused, then cautiously asked, "Was the second young master bullying you"

“Huh He didn’t bully me. Yesterday, he sent me home and went back. He said he would come back to pick me up in the evening. Later, I didn't see him come, so I thought he might have something to do, so I stayed at home.” An Xiaotu told the truth, and finally emphasized again, “Mom, Yucheng really didn’t bully me.”

"Don't be nervous, Mom just cares." Mo Caijing thought for a moment and then asked, "By the way, after he sent you home yesterday, did he say where he was going"

An Xiaotuo thought about it carefully before replying, "I didn't ask him, Mom. Is something wrong"

"It's nothing, nothing. Just stay home and I'll have Er Shao pick you up to come to the Tang family later." Mo Caijing breathed a sigh of relief upon learning that it wasn't a conflict between the young couple.

After chatting with An Xiaotu for a few words, he hung up the phone.

I went downstairs and walked to the dining room. I saw Tang Yucheng already sitting at the table, eating breakfast.

Mò Cǎijìng asked the housekeeper to instruct the kitchen to prepare two breakfasts before inquiring, "Second Young Master, what happened yesterday"

Tang Yucheng's movement paused slightly, he said coldly without raising his head, "Nothing."

"Are you alright You rarely touch alcohol, and now with your wounds still healing, you got drunk. You're not someone who would do impulsive and irrational things." Mo Caijing furrowed her beautiful brows, "We are your family. If you have any worries or problems that you can't solve, you can tell us. Do you think drinking will solve everything Besides, you promised to pick up Xiao Tu from her house tonight, but you didn't say a word and left her there. What do you think that makes her feel..."

"...."

Tang Yu Cheng listened to his mother's incessant chatter, rubbed his aching temples, and quickly and gracefully finished his breakfast.

Putting down his knife and fork, he stood up. “I’m going to get the little bunny.”

"Mom, I remember some things that need to be dealt with urgently, so I'll leave first." Tang Moqing left this sentence and picked up the sandwich on his plate and quickly disappeared from the restaurant.

Following past experience, once mother was done nagging my second brother, it would be his turn to get the lecture. It's even more terrifying than Tang Sanzang reciting the mantra, so he better disappear quickly.

Out of the mansion, Tang Moqing chased after Tang Yucheng at night and took a bite of his sandwich before asking, "Second brother, what happened yesterday"

Tang Yucheng coldly pursed his lips, silent, and strode toward the garage.

"Second Brother, are you worried about your kidney deficiency and went to drown your sorrows in alcohol" Seeing that he didn't speak, Tang Moqing night fearlessly asked again.

"Kidney deficiency" Tang Yucheng's icy, sharp eyes swept over his waist and lower body, his voice cold and dangerous.

Uh Tang Mo, his back bristled with cold sweat as he took a step back, suddenly feeling a tightening in his lower abdomen.

With a bang, Tang Yucheng's whole body radiated coldness as he slammed the car door shut and sped away, leaving a cloud of dust behind.

One hour later

When Mother An heard the doorbell, she went to open it and was surprised to see Tang Yucheng.

"Mom, have you eaten breakfast" Tang Yucheng handed her the gift and walked into the house, asking in a flat tone.

"Eaten, eaten." Mother An laughed repeatedly and then asked with concern, "By the way, how is your recovery going"

"Good." he replied, then called out to Mr. Anderson sitting on the living room couch, "Dad."

"Well, the little rabbit is in the kitchen. Why don't you go see if she needs a hand" Father An nodded, giving the two of them a chance to spend time together.d something to do to pass the time. Besides, her left hand was injured, and she could still write with her right hand. 。" After Yisheng explained, he went to call Wen Pingsheng. 。In the study, Wen Pi...