I'm in the late stage of cancer. Why am I still crying?

Chapter 183: Instigation, Be Quiet, Son of a Bitch

An Ao's face turned red after hearing what his son said. He got angry and pointed at An Mochen.

"Tongtong, you gave up on me and forced her to leave. I have done my best to raise you and your mother. I have my own life and there is no need to waste my whole life on you."

"If you can't control women well, you can't blame others for taking advantage of you."

As I watched the other person's face gradually turn pale, I felt better.

Another direct order.

"Tongtong had a miscarriage because of you. This is a lesson for you two. You two are even. Don't use your injury as a threat to hurt her."

A mocking arc appeared at the corner of An Mochen's mouth, and he looked up at him with a cold gaze.

"Even? Does Father think this is fair?"

An Ao's expression gradually became impatient, and he felt that he was ungrateful.

"It has to be argued no matter how unfair it is. You were the first to kill an innocent life. No, two. Your career will be ruined once you are released. You will spend the rest of your life in prison!"

Perhaps it was because his son’s expression was too cold and sarcastic that An Ao felt very uncomfortable.

After saying this, he simply left the ward.

An Mochen was stabbed in several places close to the main seat.

He could feel that even if he recovered now and resumed his original job in three months, he would not be able to work in this industry again.

Regret and resentment made him look angrily at the uninvited guest at the door.

Tang Letong was wearing a hospital gown, holding the infusion tube with one hand, leaning against the door frame, looking weak.

There was also reluctance in his eyes.

"You use your power to oppress others, but one day you will be punished. Yaya and my children will also have the opportunity to claim your life."

"As long as I live, I will never let you go!"

The person lying on the hospital bed finally looked a little relieved.

He stretched out his hand towards the door, stretched it out a little, and finally retracted it.

The voice was hoarse and cold, without any emotion.

"I'll return this to you. The position of the mistress of the An family will always belong to my mother. You are a vain woman and you don't deserve it at all!"

Tang Letong paused, "It's not up to you to decide whether I'm worthy or not."

After returning to his ward, Tang Letong actively cooperated with the medical staff's treatment, hoping to be discharged as quickly as possible.

She wants to get pregnant again and become the mistress of the An family.

As for the father and son, after what happened this time, they no longer have any illusions or feelings for each other. It's good enough to let the father go and keep the son!

night.

An Ningjian, the second master of the An family, is the fiancé of Tang Letong’s best friend who has passed away.

Standing in front of Tang Letong's bed, he looked dejected, sad and unbearable.

"Are you here to advise me not to care about it?" Tang Letong asked.

An Ningjian looked at her, sadness in his eyes, and said nothing.

There was a long silence before he spoke.

"The dead are gone, the living are the most important. Even revenge can't change anything."

Tang Letong continued his words, "So, you don't want to help Yaya get revenge?"

An Ningjian smiled bitterly.

"What's the point of thinking about it? The one who made the decision was my eldest brother, and the one who caused her indirect death was my nephew. If anything happens to anyone, it will affect the entire An family, including our own interests."

After Tang Letong heard this, his cheeks turned slightly red with anger, but he still endured it.

He quickly figured it out in his head, looked at the other person with a burning gaze, and seduced her with every word.

"What if the An family has a new master? Are you willing to work under An Ao? Give up the greatest benefits to others?"

"Don't you want to be the master of the entire An family and have the control and ownership of the entire An family?"

The room fell silent.

This period of silence has indirectly expressed An Ningjian's shaken heart.

Tang Letong was not in a hurry to make a decision immediately.

"You can go back and think about it carefully. We are both members of the An family. Why should you only work behind the scenes and give the greatest credit and benefits to another person?"

An Ningjian raised his head, as if looking at another person through Tang Letong's face.

After a moment, he spoke in silence.

"Is this what you wanted from the beginning? My elder brother and I are both already dead, and you and Yaya are both so beautiful, how could it be possible that..."

As he spoke, An Ningjian covered his face with his hands in self-mockery and sobbed quietly.

They say that when it comes to love, age is not a problem, but everyone likes beautiful things.

How can a young woman in her prime bring herself to say hello to an old man with a face full of wrinkles?

Tang Letong shook his head: "Yaya and I grew up together in an orphanage. We have experienced the ups and downs of life. We just want to live a good life and have something to eat."

"We are lucky to have met you. Although we don't like you much, we don't want much either."

"Perhaps you are in a high position and have long been influenced by power, and you don't understand the difficulties and hardships of our lives. Whether you believe it or not, we really don't want these rights."

"But since Yaya is dead, I have to, understand?"

Xiao Ya is her only friend and her only relative in this world.

Her best friend died, and she was determined to take revenge.

If she doesn't remember and is unwilling to do it, who else in this world will remember them?

An Ningjian opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopped himself.

In the end, all the words turned into a sigh, "Let me think about this matter again."

"it is good."

An Ningjian said some symbolic words of advice and comfort, then turned and left.

Tang Letong's words came from behind again.

"As a son of the An family, you are not bad, second brother. You can also show your skills and get what you want. Age and time are not a problem for an old horse."

This time An Ningjian didn't answer her, but his body and footsteps paused at the same time.

Not long after he left, someone who should have been lying on a bed like Tang Letong appeared at the door of the ward.

An Mochen had a mocking look on his face, as if to predict it.

"You are just an ant with wild imaginations. I was right about you. You are a selfish, hypocritical woman who only cares about profit!"

Tang Letong responded with sarcasm.

He even has a more cold image than An Mochen, a rough guy who practices martial arts outside all year round.

"You are a double-faced, bloody executioner who kills innocent people. What are you barking about? What qualifications do you have to criticize others? You son of a bitch."

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"You wicked son, if you disturb your mother's sleep again, you are so unfilial. Do you believe that I will tell your father to stop you from sleeping?"

There was a lot of noise before, and now Tang Letong is not willing to join in.

Naturally, he would remember that he was one generation higher than the other, which was enough to make the other party feel humiliated.

Sure enough, after Tang Letong finished speaking, An Mochen's face turned colorful and extremely ugly.

Finally, he glared at her, left a warning, and returned to his ward.

"I advise you not to take over the An family, or you will end up losing more than you gain!"

"Besides, do you think my second uncle doesn't want to? When deciding on the successor in the early years, he lost to my father. Not to mention that you are an orphan with no identity or background and can't provide any help."

After he left, no one came.

Even the corridors were silent.

Tang Letong's eyes fixed on the door for a while, with a look of disdain and sarcasm on his face.

"You don't really think I want to cooperate with An Ningjian, do you? Stupid!"