Tang Yan’s unreasonable threat was completely ignored by Tang Xiaomin, who certainly wouldn't grant him the courtesy. Ultimately, she wasn't his mother, so why should she indulge him?
The two continued to wrestle over the laptop. Tang Yan seemed dead set, refusing to let go. After a moment of stalemate, Tang Xiaomin stared coldly at Tang Yan and said, "You don't actually think that after being tricked once, I'd keep something so important on my computer, do you?"
Tang Yan frowned. "If it's not on your computer, then why are you still chasing me? You're deliberately lying to me, Tang Xiaomin, let go!"
Heh... Tang Xiaomin chuckled and released the laptop.
Tang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, just as he thought Tang Xiaomin had conceded. Suddenly, Tang Xiaomin's expression turned eerie. This unnerved Tang Yan.
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Tang Xiaomin remained silent, just staring at him. Just as Tang Yan was about to climb down from the railing, Tang Xiaomin suddenly lunged forward and pressed down on him firmly. Her strength surprised Tang Yan. He was pushed backward, his upper body hanging precariously over the railing. Tang Yan tried to resist, but he was no match for Tang Xiaomin.
"Let me go! Let me up! You lunatic!" Tang Yan struggled and cursed. But Tang Xiaomin glared at him with murderous eyes and snarled, "Someone like you, with no moral bottom line and no shame, how could you possibly understand my pain?"
"You apologized, but with your repeated acts of stealing my things, why do you think a single apology will make me forgive you? Do you think everyone else is stupid and can't see your insincerity?"
"People like you are detestable. No one in your Tang family is good. Unless you experience death, you'll never understand how excessive your actions truly are!"
"Despicable scoundrel, go to hell!"
Tang Yan looked at the ten-plus-story building below and Tang Xiaomin's ferocity. He felt intense fear and terror.
"Let me go, let me go!"
"Help!"
"Help!"
Tang Xiaomin tightened her grip and simply pushed Tang Yan off the rooftop.
...
She watched him plummet without doing anything. Three seconds later, a massive splash erupted in the hotel's front swimming pool, and soon after, Tang Yan's body floated motionlessly on the surface. The sirens of ambulances and police cars followed. Tang Xiaomin, however, returned to her room as if nothing had happened.
Since they were abroad, the hotel had surveillance cameras. Within days, Tang Xiaomin was taken away by investigators from the prosecutor's office. In the interrogation room, the prosecutor asked Tang Xiaomin, "The surveillance footage shows you chasing Tang Yan. What is your relationship to his fall?"
Tang Xiaomin replied, "Tang Yan broke into my hotel room while I was away and stole my laptop. I caught him just as I returned, so I chased him. He ran to the rooftop and fell without paying attention."
"The hotel surveillance can attest that he did indeed steal my laptop, and it fell with him." The cameras were useful, clearly capturing events in the hallway. As for what happened on the rooftop, no one saw.
Manager Pan personally bailed Tang Xiaomin out. He said with a smirk, "I never imagined we'd meet again so soon after parting."
Tang Xiaomin felt extremely embarrassed. "Family matters should be kept private. I apologize for making you witness this, Manager Pan."
"Life, as they say, is often unsatisfactory. Miss Tang, rest assured, once the prosecutor's office confirms Tang Yan's theft, I will naturally dismiss him and clear your name."
"Thank you, Manager Pan." Tang Xiaomin had been helpless against Tang Yan before, but now, with his repeated theft and conclusive evidence, he had brought about his own downfall. Everyone eventually pays for their mistakes.
Tang Yan's fall from the tenth floor, though cushioned by the swimming pool, caused internal injuries due to the immense impact. He was currently receiving conservative treatment in the ICU. The Tang family in Modu gradually learned of the incident, but this time, everyone unanimously showed indifference. Even Zhang Meiyu herself had no intention of personally coming to the US to see Tang Yan.
When Tang Yan woke up, recalling his fall, his only thought was that he was doomed. Surviving by a fluke, he realized how precious life was, and that nothing else mattered in comparison. He was alone, the room was desolate, and he thought of his mother. Using a nurse's phone, he tearfully called Zhang Meiyu.
"Mom, Tang Xiaomin pushed me down the stairs, she wanted to kill me, Mom..." Tang Yan cried pitifully into the phone, like a child who had been bullied, running home to complain to his mother.
Zhang Meiyu already knew about the incident. Not only did she not sympathize, but she harshly berated Tang Yan. "You brat, how could you do something as shameless as stealing from someone? You should have apologized properly and returned what you took. Instead, you tried to steal her laptop again. You deserve this..."
"Mom, what are you talking about!" Tang Yan was completely stunned. He could never have imagined his mother would say such things and be so uncaring.
"Am I not your son? Ever since Tang Xiaomin returned, I feel you've become increasingly biased. Your heart is only with her now. Do you still care about us sons? Is this how a mother should be biased?"
The word "biased" struck a nerve in Zhang Meiyu, instantly enraging her. "You are the youngest son, and I have favored you for twenty years. Xiaomin suffered so much, what's wrong with me compensating her a little now?"
"You still haven't repented. You've disappointed me so much. I raised you for nothing; I don't have a son like you."
Beep beep beep...
"Mom..."
"Mom..."
The line went dead. Zhang Meiyu had hung up. Tang Yan, unwilling to accept it, tried to call back. He was immediately hung up on. When he tried again, the phone was turned off. Tang Yan had never felt so alone and helpless, like a child abandoned by his mother.
He tried calling Tang Zhongcheng, but Tang Zhongcheng had become a monk and didn't use a phone, making him unreachable. Tang Yu didn't answer. Tang Ye cursed him even more harshly. "You didn't die, did you? What are you crying about?" For some reason, hearing that Tang Yan was hospitalized with internal injuries brought an inexplicable sense of balance to Tang Ye's heart.