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"Why are you leaving in such a hurry? Dad's going to give me the company, you know! You no longer have a chance. " With a successful smile on his face, Xiang Ming said those words arrogantly.

That's right, congratulations.

"Thank you. After all, I am my father's son. I am the legitimate son, the son of a hero!"

The corners of his mouth raised, Xiang Ming felt relaxed and satisfied.

"Oh."

From the start, his tone carried a sense of alienation, but Xiang Yu had already clenched his hands into fists, and a cold glint flashed past his eyes.

"After all, you are an illegitimate child!"

The words that came out of Xiang Ming's mouth was like a blade that pierced Xiang Yu's heart.

As he looked fearlessly at Xiang Yu, Xiang Ming's eyes were filled with contempt.

The faint smile of disdain on the corner of his mouth further deepened the deep disgust in Xiang Ming's heart.

Even in his dreams, he wanted to make this so-called half-brother of his disappear.

Even though he was his younger brother, he was only a few months away.

"Say it again!"

Every time it came to this topic, Xiang Yu would be unable to control his emotions and would appear as if he was about to go crazy.

This was a wound in his heart that could not be touched.

Yet, this so-called brother in front of him had poked his wounds time and time again.

Oh, no, mother and son.

He did not expect the smile on Xiang Ming's face to become even more obvious, and he intentionally closed the distance between him and Xiang Yu, "I said you're an illegitimate child, what about it?"

'Bang! '

A heavy bone sound rang out and Xiang Ming instantly fell to the ground.

He had already taken a solid punch to his cheek.

The strength behind the blow caused blood to trickle out from the corner of his mouth.

"Son!"

Seeing Xiang Ming suffer a loss, the Pan Xiaohong who had always been silent at the side immediately ran over, and looked at his injured son with a heartache.

"Are you alright?"

Pan Xiaohong's gaze shifted as she looked at Xiang Yu furiously, "What are you doing!?"

Xie Mei smiled, "What am I doing? Didn't you already see it?"

In all these years, in this family, he had never felt the meaning of the word 'home.' It could even be described as ice-cold and helpless.

There was only the endless humiliation and bullying of the two in front of him.

But now, he was no longer that child from back then.

"Have you learned these things in the few years your dad sent you abroad!" Glaring fiercely at Xiang Yu, Pan Xiaohong's gaze was filled with viciousness.

Xiang Ming also stood up, his face contorted a few times as he frowned.

This fellow, his beating was truly painful!

"You should know why my father sent me abroad, right? As for what you learned, you will slowly understand. "

He replied with a smile, but his smile was extremely enigmatic.

Pan Xiaohong was stunned.

In the past, he could only lower his head and allow others to bully him. But now, he seemed to have disappeared.

Replacing it was a dark and gloomy feeling.

"This punch is so painful!"

Xiang Ming's face was still twisted when he said these words.

Xiang Yu snorted coldly, and prepared to leave.

He had seen too much of the mother and son's face.

"You're the same as your mother!" Xiang Ming blurted out.

'Bang! '

With another solid punch, Xiang Yu's fist was thrown out cleanly.

"You!"

Xiang Ming did not react, and when he reacted, the two of them were rolling on the ground, tearing at each other.

For a moment, the two of them wrestled with each other.

No one could insult his mother!

"What are you doing!"

Xiang Zetian roared, and the two of them instantly quietened down, and stood up from the ground.

Xiang Ming spat, his tone filled with anger.

Xiang Yu quietly stood there, not saying a word.

"Are you guys still children!?" Such a big person can still fight? He looked at his two slovenly sons.

"Old Xiang, it was Xiao Yu who made the first move."

Without giving it much thought, Pan Xiaohong was anxious to protect her.

"Shut up!" Glancing at Pan Xiaohong, Xiang Zetian became angry.

Pan Xiaohong was dissatisfied, but she did not dare say anymore.

"Xiao Yu, come with me!"

With that said, Xiang Zetian turned and walked back into the study.

Xiang Ming unwillingly glanced at Xiang Yu, but his eyes revealed a sense of relief and contempt.

After a while, he was probably feeling better.

Xiang Yu hesitated for a moment, but still followed Xiang Zetian's footsteps.

"Son, are you alright?"

Pan Xiaohong's face instantly fell, as she looked worriedly at her son.

"It's okay, Mom."

The corner of his mouth twitched. His face was either deep or light purple.

"Go and apply some medicine!" Pan Xiaohong reminded him, "But from now on, you have to be more cautious against Xiang Yu!"

When Xiang Yu returned, he felt something was different.

It would become the biggest obstacle on Xiang Ming's path to success!

In the study.

Xiang Zetian stood in front of the window, hands behind his back as he looked outside.

Xiang Yu walked in and stopped three meters away from Xiang Zetian.

"Why fight?"

Xiang Zetian said in a low voice, with a trace of helplessness.

Xiang Yu kept silent and lowered his head.

"You should know the answer."

His single sentence seemed to have pulled the relationship between the two of them very far apart.

Towards this so-called father in front of him, Xiang Yu was unable to describe it.

Five years ago, no matter how much he begged him, he remained unmoved.

Even now, he could still clearly remember that feeling of hesitation and helplessness, the feeling of being alone in a foreign country and the strange honesty, that feeling of hopelessness and loneliness.

Hearing the language he didn't understand, she left him alone there. It's been five years and she hasn't seen him.

Xiang Zetian's shoulder suddenly shook, and let out a heavy sigh.

"Ah, Xiao Yu... Are you still hating Dad? "

Hatred?

He just hated himself.

"Nope." Xiang Yu replied in a low voice.

He would never be able to forget those painful memories. He would never be able to forget the look of anticipation and despair in his mother's eyes before she left.

"Since you are back, you should learn how to manage the Xiang. Furthermore, in these past few years, you have been specializing in this project abroad. There shouldn't be any big problems, right?"

Xiang Zetian, his back facing Xiang Yu, changed the topic.

"Not interested." Her warm eyes gradually turned cold, even in front of her father.

Father, he hasn't called out for five years.

This pronoun, to him, was too extravagant and too far away.

"Even if you don't have that interest, you still have to cultivate that interest!" Xiang Zetian turned his head, his eyes blazing like torches, "Why do you think I called you back?"

That's right. If you want him to leave, then send him away. But now, you want him to return. With a single command, he returned.

There was no sign.

"I don't know."

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, and it was just that Xiang Yu had a cold expression the entire time, and did not say anything.

What he wanted, was long gone.

When that year came, it was all gone.