Zhang Xiaofeng didn't expect that his bastard son's matter would be involved in him, and his face became even more gloomy, and he said angrily: "If you don't mention this in advance, let me ask you, how much money did you lose in the casino, you bastard?"
After hearing this, Ximenlang finally lost all confidence and said shamefully: "More than 140 million US dollars."
Zhang Xiaofeng snorted coldly and cursed: "Trash. You are ignorant and have no ambition at all. You have completely embarrassed me. Where do you get the money?"
Ximenlang said with a sad face: "We mortgaged Xindil's villa."
"How brave are you?"
Ximenlang whispered: "If you don't catch me, maybe I can win back the money I lost."
Zhang Xiaofeng was so angry that he kicked him to the ground again and cursed: "Beast, you have reached this point and you are still stubborn?"
Ximen climbed up from the ground in a hurry, with anger spurting out of his eyes without saying a word. If the other party hadn't been his father, he would have pounced on him and fought with all his strength.
Zhang Xiaofeng snorted coldly: "Just because you are such a loser, stop dreaming."
Ximenlang finally couldn't restrain his emotions that were about to explode, and shouted: "Don't call me trash?"
"You are nothing but a waste. You fell into a trap specially set for you without even knowing it. You are just a stupid pig. How could I have an idiot son like you? They are also my children, both sixteen years old. How could you
So bad?"
"Why am I so bad?" Ximen Lang said stubbornly.
Zhang Xiaofeng scolded him: "Aren't you terrible? Your eldest sister Zhang Juanjuan is currently studying for a doctorate in management at Oxford University in the UK, your eldest brother Zhang Haoyu is studying for a master's degree at the University of Strasbourg in France, your sister Zhang Ailin is a top student at Moscow University, and Zhang Kexin
You and Zhang Keshuo are studying at Cornell University in China. Of the dozen of you brothers and sisters, none of you have excelled in academic performance and skipped a grade to advance to higher school. You are the only one who is still in middle school, failing several exams at every turn, and also learns to smoke, drink, gamble and play with women.
Apart from eating, drinking, having fun and ruining your fortune, what else will you do?"
These words finally made Ximen Lang feel ashamed. If he thought about it carefully, he was really useless except for being a loser. However, he was stubborn and refused to give in no matter what. "Our family is so rich, what else should I do?"
Zhang Xiaofeng scolded: "You bastard, do you think all this money was brought by the strong wind? It is the hard-earned money that I have earned countless times. What qualifications do you have to squander it?"
"I am your son, and it is only natural that I spend your money." When Ximen Lang said this, he did not feel ashamed at all. As a playboy with depraved thoughts, he thought this was a matter of course.
Zhang Xiaofeng sighed, "From now on, you are no longer my son."
Ximenlang was dumbfounded, "Dad...what do you mean?"
"Shut up, you don't have the right to call me daddy. I, Zhang Xiaofeng, don't have a useless son like you." After a pause, Zhang Xiaofeng said coldly: "From now on, we sever the relationship between father and son. From now on, you are no longer Haig."
The prince of Nan is just an ordinary person."
"Dad, are you kidding me?" Even though Ximen Lang has always been a fearless character, he felt great fear in his heart after hearing these words.
"I have no intention of joking with you. Of course you will taste the bitter fruits you have sown. Remember, we will be passers-by from now on, and you are not allowed to stay in the empire anymore. I will send you to other countries and you can fend for yourself.
Destroy yourself."
"No, Dad, I know I was wrong, please don't do this..." Seeing the impending disaster, Ximen Lang finally gave up his arrogant self-esteem.
Zhang Xiaofeng said sternly: "Come here, take him away, I don't want to see him again."
Upon hearing the order, more than a dozen guards rushed into the palace, holding ropes in their hands and rushing towards the former prince.
In an instant, Ximen Lang felt like he was falling into an ice cellar. He struggled desperately not to let the rope around him tighten, and shouted with a cry: "I won't leave, I won't go anywhere, I want to see my mother, let go."
Drive me..."
The struggle was in vain after all. Once this prince, who was originally extremely noble, was deposed, his status was no different from that of an ordinary person. A group of guards showed no mercy and tied him up like a rice dumpling while naked.
"Mom, where are you? Come and save me..."
At this time, the once ruthless Young Master Ximen turned into an ordinary child again, shouting loudly.
Zhang Xiaofeng turned his head and stopped looking at him, but the corners of his eyes couldn't help but get wet. After all, this was his biological son, and he would not have been willing to take such a ruthless move unless he had no other choice.
In the next room, an extremely sad sigh came from the door.
Ximenlang heard this so clearly that he was pleasantly surprised and filled with infinite hope. He shouted loudly: "Mom, I know it's you. Come out quickly and save Xiaolang..."
Queen Masako did not go out. Tears could not stop flowing from the corners of her eyes. She barely suppressed her extremely sad mood and said lightly: "Xiao Lang, don't call me mom. What you did is hard for me to accept. Today
Everything is caused by yourself, of course you have to take responsibility, so you can take care of yourself."
Ximen Lang stopped struggling and froze in place as if struck by lightning. He lost his voice and said, "Mom, don't you want me anymore?"
When Queen Masako heard this distraught voice, she almost rushed out immediately, but suddenly woke up the moment she pushed the door open, and her hand quietly dropped.
Zhang Xiaofeng also couldn't bear to see this heart-wrenching scene, and said in a deep voice: "As a man, you must straighten your spine and fight for your own world." He waved his hand cruelly and said: "Take him to the dock."
A group of people wrapped sheets on the floor around Ximen Lang, who was stunned, and carried him out.
Suddenly, Queen Masako rushed out of the room, lying in front of the window, looking at her son who was getting farther and farther away with tears streaming down her face.
Zhang Xiaofeng sighed, stood side by side with his wife, and said calmly: "Don't worry, he can only walk the road to the future by himself. A dragon will eventually rise again, and an insect will only languish."
"Xiaofeng, can you send someone to protect him secretly, for example, let the Black Shadow Guard pass?" Masako asked tentatively.
"No." Zhang Xiaofeng flatly refused.
Masako said worriedly: "But, in that strange country that he has never been to, what if something happens to Xiao Lang?"
"Z country is my hometown. Xiaolang can speak Chinese, at least the language can communicate. Besides, he was once a special soldier after all, so you should believe in his ability. Of course, if something unexpected happens, it will be fate.
.”
"Then how much money are you going to give him?"
Zhang Xiaofeng was dumbfounded. This was to punish him, not to let him go on vacation and give him any money. He said in a deep voice: "I won't give him a penny, not even a piece of clothing. I will leave him naked."
There, let him start over with nothing as if he was just born."
Masako said anxiously: "But he is still a child. How can he live in country Z if he doesn't have a penny? Do you want to starve him to death?"
"He is sixteen years old. He is not young. If he doesn't have money, he won't make it by himself. At least he still has some energy. Even if he works as a small worker in a construction company, he will still have food to eat. As long as you are not lazy, you will be able to make money.
He won’t starve to death. Of course, if this boy still can’t change his clothes so that he can reach out for food and open his mouth like a young man, then he will have no choice but to become a beggar.”
Masako felt a faint worry in his heart and sighed: "Ximen has never suffered hardship since he was a child. Is this suffering really enough for him?"
Zhang Xiaofeng said disapprovingly: "You have to endure hardships to become a master. How can a seedling grow into a towering tree without experiencing wind and rain? Masako, please promise me not to do anything to Xiaolang during these ten years."
Pay attention and help and let him develop freely. Okay?"
"Ten years...such a long time?" Masako frowned.
"Yes, ten years of training will make a person completely reborn. He may become more motivated, or he may become even more depraved." Zhang Xiaofeng was also very worried. He didn't know what Xiaolang would become.
Masako asked: "What about ten years from now?"
"In ten years, no matter what he becomes, I will take him back from country Z. No matter what, he will be my son."