Chapter 657: Losing You (2)
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Tang Beixuan might not be Tang Lixue's real son but he was Zhang Wuying's biological son. He was a product of a one-night stand she purposely had to spite her estranged husband. She knew what she did back then was wrong, but she didn't have the heart to abort her own child even if it meant that her reputation would be forever sullied by her mistake.
When Tang Lixue found out about her pregnancy, he only looked at her with disgust and turned his back on her, not saying anything. Zhang Wuying would have liked it if he talked to her, verbally spite her for what she had done. Any reaction would have been fine, but his silence was something she couldn't understand.
Since then, she and Tang Lixue never talked about the child she gave birth to. Even when she bestowed the Tang surname on her son, Tang Lixue and the other Tang family members only gave her a pathetic look, shaking their heads at her absurdity.
Whether this was her poor attempt to keep her husband and her rights as the Madam of the Tang family or not, they thought that she must have truly lost her mind for forcefully making her bastard child an heir of their family. If anything else, even though Tang Moyu was a daughter who came from Tang Lixue's lover, she had more rights to ascend to the succession line of the family business compared to Tang Beixuan.
Still, it didn't change the fact that having her son close to her was one of the reasons Zhang Wuying was still able to keep her sanity intact. However, now that she had seen with her own eyes that the son she adored and loved the most in this whole world was lying cold inside a casket, she felt like her whole world was turned upside down.
"Beixuan. No… how could this happen to you?" She wept helplessly, clinging on the casket that held her son's remains. Tang Wanyu was standing next to her, but her lower lips were trembling and she turned her gaze away with tears rimming in her eyes.
Was this her punishment for killing Yan Qiuyu and her son years ago? But then why did Tang Beixuan have to pay for her sins? She was the one who committed such a horrendous act, not him.
What was the point of living now if she had already lost the reason for her life? If this was one of the nightmares that constantly plagued her in the middle of the night, Zhang Wuying very much wished she could wake up from it.
But it wasn't… the mere fact that she was sober for the first time since forever, that she was aware of what was happening around her, told Zhang Wuying that all of this wasn't just a figment of her imagination. Her son was truly dead and he would never be able to wake up no matter how hard she begged him to.
There were so many things she wanted to tell him, but she would have no more chance to see or talk to him, now that he was gone. How could this happen to her beloved son? Who dared to lay a hand to her Beixuan?
Why did her son die and yet that wretched daughter of Yan Qiuyu somehow survived? Her rage surged through her veins as she thought hard about it. If there was someone who should be dead, it should be Tang Moyu and not her son!
To think that Yan Qiuyu's child was able to live, but Tang Beixuan had to lose his life. Zhang Wuying couldn't accept this at all! She marched towards Tang Moyu, her face contorted with visible anger towards the empress.
Feng Tianyi narrowed his eyes on the old woman while Tang Moyu remained still, her eyes focused on the floor, not minding the curious stares thrown her way.
"You really are a Jinx to the Tang family, aren't you?" Zhang Wuying sneered at her husband's illegitimate daughter, her eyes boring on Tang Moyu's head.
Tang Moyu's eyes widened at what she heard while Feng Tianyi was left flabbergasted by Zhang Wuying's audacity to blame his wife.
"Not only did you lose your mother and your twin brother a few years after you were born, but you also brought the whole Tang family's destruction. Is this the only thing you can do to the people around you? Causing troubles and bad luck, huh?"
"Mother!" Tang Wanyu tried to pull Zhang Wuying away from her younger sister.
"No! Why did my Beixuan have to die because of you?! This is all your fault!" She pointed a finger towards the empress.
"Have you made a lot of enemies since your return? If you didn't come back, none of this would happen! My Beixuan wouldn't have to lose his life because of you!" She said hysterically. Most of the guests had left, so there weren't many people to witness such a scene between them.
Those who weren't aware that Tang Moyu wasn't Zhang Wuying's daughter was shocked to hear such nasty words coming from her mouth. The empress was also seriously injured by the accident and yet Zhang Wuying was telling her that she should be the one who should have died and not her younger brother?
She raised her hand to hit Tang Moyu, much to Tang Wanyu's shock. Feng Tianyi had stood up and wrapped his arms around his wife gently, intending to receive the assault from this crazy old woman.
However, even before Zhang Wuying's hand reached the couple, Zhang Jiren had appeared and held her wrist tightly, his eyes glaring furiously at her.
"Enough!" His voice boomed in the funeral hall. "Don't bring anymore shame to our family!" He warned his delusional aunt.
Feng Tianyi wasn't sure if Zhang Jiren was talking about the Tang family or the Zhang family, but it seemed like he was able to bring back some sense to Zhang Wuying the moment she saw him.
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Tang Beixuan might not be Tang Lixue's real son but he was Zhang Wuying's biological son. He was a product of a one-night stand she purposely had to spite her estranged husband. She knew what she did back then was wrong, but she didn't have the heart to abort her own child even if it meant that her reputation would be forever sullied by her mistake.
When Tang Lixue found out about her pregnancy, he only looked at her with disgust and turned his back on her, not saying anything. Zhang Wuying would have liked it if he talked to her, verbally spite her for what she had done. Any reaction would have been fine, but his silence was something she couldn't understand.
Since then, she and Tang Lixue never talked about the child she gave birth to. Even when she bestowed the Tang surname on her son, Tang Lixue and the other Tang family members only gave her a pathetic look, shaking their heads at her absurdity.
Whether this was her poor attempt to keep her husband and her rights as the Madam of the Tang family or not, they thought that she must have truly lost her mind for forcefully making her bastard child an heir of their family. If anything else, even though Tang Moyu was a daughter who came from Tang Lixue's lover, she had more rights to ascend to the succession line of the family business compared to Tang Beixuan.
Still, it didn't change the fact that having her son close to her was one of the reasons Zhang Wuying was still able to keep her sanity intact. However, now that she had seen with her own eyes that the son she adored and loved the most in this whole world was lying cold inside a casket, she felt like her whole world was turned upside down.
"Beixuan. No… how could this happen to you?" She wept helplessly, clinging on the casket that held her son's remains. Tang Wanyu was standing next to her, but her lower lips were trembling and she turned her gaze away with tears rimming in her eyes.
Was this her punishment for killing Yan Qiuyu and her son years ago? But then why did Tang Beixuan have to pay for her sins? She was the one who committed such a horrendous act, not him.
What was the point of living now if she had already lost the reason for her life? If this was one of the nightmares that constantly plagued her in the middle of the night, Zhang Wuying very much wished she could wake up from it.
But it wasn't… the mere fact that she was sober for the first time since forever, that she was aware of what was happening around her, told Zhang Wuying that all of this wasn't just a figment of her imagination. Her son was truly dead and he would never be able to wake up no matter how hard she begged him to.
There were so many things she wanted to tell him, but she would have no more chance to see or talk to him, now that he was gone. How could this happen to her beloved son? Who dared to lay a hand to her Beixuan?
Why did her son die and yet that wretched daughter of Yan Qiuyu somehow survived? Her rage surged through her veins as she thought hard about it. If there was someone who should be dead, it should be Tang Moyu and not her son!
To think that Yan Qiuyu's child was able to live, but Tang Beixuan had to lose his life. Zhang Wuying couldn't accept this at all! She marched towards Tang Moyu, her face contorted with visible anger towards the empress.
Feng Tianyi narrowed his eyes on the old woman while Tang Moyu remained still, her eyes focused on the floor, not minding the curious stares thrown her way.
"You really are a Jinx to the Tang family, aren't you?" Zhang Wuying sneered at her husband's illegitimate daughter, her eyes boring on Tang Moyu's head.
Tang Moyu's eyes widened at what she heard while Feng Tianyi was left flabbergasted by Zhang Wuying's audacity to blame his wife.
"Not only did you lose your mother and your twin brother a few years after you were born, but you also brought the whole Tang family's destruction. Is this the only thing you can do to the people around you? Causing troubles and bad luck, huh?"
"Mother!" Tang Wanyu tried to pull Zhang Wuying away from her younger sister.
"No! Why did my Beixuan have to die because of you?! This is all your fault!" She pointed a finger towards the empress.
"Have you made a lot of enemies since your return? If you didn't come back, none of this would happen! My Beixuan wouldn't have to lose his life because of you!" She said hysterically. Most of the guests had left, so there weren't many people to witness such a scene between them.
Those who weren't aware that Tang Moyu wasn't Zhang Wuying's daughter was shocked to hear such nasty words coming from her mouth. The empress was also seriously injured by the accident and yet Zhang Wuying was telling her that she should be the one who should have died and not her younger brother?
She raised her hand to hit Tang Moyu, much to Tang Wanyu's shock. Feng Tianyi had stood up and wrapped his arms around his wife gently, intending to receive the assault from this crazy old woman.
However, even before Zhang Wuying's hand reached the couple, Zhang Jiren had appeared and held her wrist tightly, his eyes glaring furiously at her.
"Enough!" His voice boomed in the funeral hall. "Don't bring anymore shame to our family!" He warned his delusional aunt.
Feng Tianyi wasn't sure if Zhang Jiren was talking about the Tang family or the Zhang family, but it seemed like he was able to bring back some sense to Zhang Wuying the moment she saw him.
Tang Beixuan might not be Tang Lixue's real son but he was Zhang Wuying's biological son. He was a product of a one-night stand she purposely had to spite her estranged husband. She knew what she did back then was wrong, but she didn't have the heart to abort her own child even if it meant that her reputation would be forever sullied by her mistake. When Tang Lixue found out about her pregnancy, he only looked at her with disgust and turned his back on her, not saying anything. Zhang Wuying would have liked it if he talked to her, verbally spite her for what she had done. Any reaction would have been fine, but his silence was something she couldn't understand. Since then, she and Tang Lixue never talked about the child she gave birth to. Even when she bestowed the Tang surname on her son, Tang Lixue and the other Tang family members only gave her a pathetic look, shaking their heads at her absurdity. Whether this was her poor attempt to keep her husband and her rights as the Madam of the Tang family or not, they thought that she must have truly lost her mind for forcefully making her bastard child an heir of their family. If anything else, even though Tang Moyu was a daughter who came from Tang Lixue's lover, she had more rights to ascend to the succession line of the family business compared to Tang Beixuan. Still, it didn't change the fact that having her son close to her was one of the reasons Zhang Wuying was still able to keep her sanity intact. However, now that she had seen with her own eyes that the son she adored and loved the most in this whole world was lying cold inside a casket, she felt like her whole world was turned upside down. "Beixuan. No how could this happen to you?" She wept helplessly, clinging on the casket that held her son's remains. Tang Wanyu was standing next to her, but her lower lips were trembling and she turned her gaze away with tears rimming in her eyes. Was this her punishment for killing Yan Qiuyu and her son years ago? But then why did Tang Beixuan have to pay for her sins? She was the one who committed such a horrendous act, not him. What was the point of living now if she had already lost the reason for her life? If this was one of the nightmares that constantly plagued her in the middle of the night, Zhang Wuying very much wished she could wake up from it. But it wasn't the mere fact that she was sober for the first time since forever, that she was aware of what was happening around her, told Zhang Wuying that all of this wasn't just a figment of her imagination. Her son was truly dead and he would never be able to wake up no matter how hard she begged him to. There were so many things she wanted to tell him, but she would have no more chance to see or talk to him, now that he was gone. How could this happen to her beloved son? Who dared to lay a hand to her Beixuan? Why did her son die and yet that wretched daughter of Yan Qiuyu somehow survived? Her rage surged through her veins as she thought hard about it. If there was someone who should be dead, it should be Tang Moyu and not her son! To think that Yan Qiuyu's child was able to live, but Tang Beixuan had to lose his life. Zhang Wuying couldn't accept this at all! She marched towards Tang Moyu, her face contorted with visible anger towards the empress. Feng Tianyi narrowed his eyes on the old woman while Tang Moyu remained still, her eyes focused on the floor, not minding the curious stares thrown her way. "You really are a Jinx to the Tang family, aren't you?" Zhang Wuying sneered at her husband's illegitimate daughter, her eyes boring on Tang Moyu's head. Tang Moyu's eyes widened at what she heard while Feng Tianyi was left flabbergasted by Zhang Wuying's audacity to blame his wife. "Not only did you lose your mother and your twin brother a few years after you were born, but you also brought the whole Tang family's destruction. Is this the only thing you can do to the people around you? Causing troubles and bad luck, huh?" "Mother!" Tang Wanyu tried to pull Zhang Wuying away from her younger sister. "No! Why did my Beixuan have to die because of you?! This is all your fault!" She pointed a finger towards the empress. "Have you made a lot of enemies since your return? If you didn't come back, none of this would happen! My Beixuan wouldn't have to lose his life because of you!" She said hysterically. Most of the guests had left, so there weren't many people to witness such a scene between them. Those who weren't aware that Tang Moyu wasn't Zhang Wuying's daughter was shocked to hear such nasty words coming from her mouth. The empress was also seriously injured by the accident and yet Zhang Wuying was telling her that she should be the one who should have died and not her younger brother? She raised her hand to hit Tang Moyu, much to Tang Wanyu's shock. Feng Tianyi had stood up and wrapped his arms around his wife gently, intending to receive the assault from this crazy old woman. However, even before Zhang Wuying's hand reached the couple, Zhang Jiren had appeared and held her wrist tightly, his eyes glaring furiously at her. "Enough!" His voice boomed in the funeral hall. "Don't bring anymore shame to our family!" He warned his delusional aunt. Feng Tianyi wasn't sure if Zhang Jiren was talking about the Tang family or the Zhang family, but it seemed like he was able to bring back some sense to Zhang Wuying the moment she saw him.
