Tang Wanxing pried her mother’s hand away, as if possessed. Ignoring the blood seeping from where her little finger had been reattached, she pulled on a long black sweater. She then grabbed a beige trench coat and a black knit cap that barely concealed her unevenly cut hair.
“Xing’er, give up. That man isn’t worth your affection,” Madam Tang stood helplessly to the side. Seeing the fury on her daughter’s face, she didn’t dare approach, afraid of provoking Tang Wanxing further and causing her to injure her newly reattached finger again during a struggle.
“Give up? Hmph, how can I give up until I see Qing Muye dead!” Tang Wanxing, fully dressed, bypassed Madam Tang and hurried out of the bedroom.
Madam Tang chased after her, but Tang Wanxing was too fast. She showed no signs of being injured at all.
Normally, losing a finger wouldn’t affect one’s mobility. However, blood vessels were involved. Doctors advised patients to rest to facilitate healing. Moving too much could affect blood flow and hinder the finger’s recovery.
Tang Wanxing’s actions clearly showed she didn’t care about her finger.
“Xing’er, don’t go…”
Madam Tang couldn’t keep up with Tang Wanxing. She watched her daughter quickly leave the living room, and soon, the sound of a car engine echoed from the courtyard.
“What’s wrong? What happened?”
From the study upstairs, Tang Nian came out, looking at his weeping wife in the living room. She gazed helplessly towards the living room door, covering her face as she sobbed.
Tang Nian rushed downstairs and asked, “Xing’er left?”
“Lan Cheng…” Madam Tang pointed tremblingly towards the outside of the living room, then turned back, her tear-filled eyes fixed on Tang Nian. “Xing’er is going to Lan Cheng to find Qing Muye.” As she spoke, she threw herself into Tang Nian’s arms. “Wuwu… How could Xing’er be so foolish, so stubborn…”
The Tang family was the wealthiest in the capital. Beyond that, the couple’s deep love for each other was well-known and envied by many.
Seeing his wife’s tears, Tang Nian felt immense heartache. He patted her back, soothing her emotions. “Alas, she’s taken after us. Don’t worry, I’ll bring her back safely.”
He would even drag her back from Lan Cheng if he had to.
However, this last thought was something Tang Nian dared not voice to his wife, Li Lei.
“Then what are you still standing here for? Hurry and go,” Madam Tang wiped her tears with the back of her hand and nudged Tang Nian, urging him to chase after Tang Wanxing.
Tang Nian, unwilling to leave his wife worried, instructed a nearby servant, “Take care of Madam.”
With that, before the servant could respond, he strode out of the living room.
The Tang family villa sprawled across several thousand square meters. The grand European-style mansion’s main living room opened onto a small plaza. In the center of the plaza stood a fountain with a statue, surrounded by lush green grass and plants meticulously tended by professional gardeners.
It took over ten minutes to walk from the main building to the villa’s outer gate. Usually, only Tang Wanxing or Tang Nian’s cars could park on the small plaza by the main building. Visitors had to take a shuttle car.
Tang Wanxing had just driven away in Tang Nian’s private car. Tang Nian had no choice but to take the shuttle car to slowly exit the villa, but as one could imagine, the speed was significantly slower.
After Tang Wanxing left the Tang residence, she contacted a friend. “Prepare a private jet for me immediately. I need to go to Lan Cheng. What? Report to air traffic control? That’s your problem! I warn you, I’ll be there in twenty minutes. If the private jet isn’t ready to take off by then, I’ll dismantle your father’s airline!”