From Dusk till Dawn!

Chapter 253: He is not dead

Old Master Song glanced at the couple's retreating back and sighed sadly.

"Father, what are you thinking about?" Master Song asked.

The old man turned around to look at him, "It seems like situations are changing for good. Both Tang Yichen and Tang Li now know their relations with us and they have accepted the truth too."

Song Tianyu nodded his head slightly despite not agreeing with his father on this point.

He was happy that the Tang siblings accepted them as a family but who said that situations have changed for good?

He could not tell his father that everything is getting more complicated because of Tang Meili's involvement with the underworld.

Considering his father's health condition, he did not think it was necessary to tell him about it.

"I wish your younger brother was alive He would have been happy to get to know his niece and nephew," The old man's lips curved up in a nostalgic smile.

Song Tianyu stiffened, "He is not dead," he coldly said.

"Then why is he not here with us? He was just in his early twenties when he disappeared and we received news of his death all of a sudden We were trying to investigate the matter since then but there are no leads. Why would he not come back to us if he was aliveAhh," The old man clutched his head when a sudden pain coursed through.

Song Tianyu helped him sit on the couch as he gently stroked the back of his head, helping him relieve the pain. "Father, don't get so agitated. It's not good for your health. Moreover, I believe that he is alive. His daughter is enough to prove it. She is one year younger than my princess. Doesn't that means he is still alive?"

Old Master Song's face softened at the mention of his other granddaughter before he sighed, "But... what if it was all manipulated?"

"Manipulated by whom? Even if it was a scheme all along, the DNA test was done under my supervision and you both share 26% of your DNA. That makes her your granddaughter. And before you come to this point, let me assure you that she is not mine. I have already confirmed it. Other than Tang Meili, I never had any other woman in my life," Master Song said straightforwardly with a solemn expression on his face before continuing, "It's something else if you sprouted your seeds.. cough... if you have a third son, then the matter would be all different together."

Old Master Song fumed with rage, "You insolent brat..." 

As Mo Yuhan drove the car, Tang Li leaned back on the shotgun seat as she looked at the green bracelet in her hand. In the darkness of night, it was shining like infinite gemstones were grazed into it. It was as thin as a wire but when Tang Li glanced at the inner side of her wrist, it had a sling kind of design which made the green gemstone more prominent.

When she received the red gem from her grandfather's hand, he was admitted to the hospital at that time and Tangs were bankrupt overnight. The consecutive deaths of her mother and grandmother were hovering over their family like gloomy clouds.

But her brother made sure to convert the royal red gem to a ring that had self-defense mechanisms before it was passed to her.

Looking at the bracelet that resembled a small vine around her wrist, she could tell that Master Song has been extremely meticulous while thinking of something so low-profile yet gorgeous.

"Yuhan, I'm Richy rich once again," She muttered, her gaze still stuck on the bracelet.

Mo Yuhan chuckled, "You were already very rich to begin with," He recalled how she said this 'Richy-rich' dialogue when his mother transferred the luxury jewelry brand 'Sapphire' under her ownership.

"Anyways, I'm going to put it in the treasury along with my ring," she said. The ring that she mentioned was the royal red gem.

Mo Yuhan raised an eyebrow, "Why don't you keep wearing it?" he asked.

If it had been anyone else who had the authority token of two out of three royal families, they would have preferred to hang it above their heads to show it off to the world.

After all who did not like power and authority? But here she is, planning to abandon it as soon as she reaches home.

"I don't want my face all over the different media outlets," She paused for a moment before continuing, "It's troublesome."

Even if ordinary people failed to recognize it, that doesn't mean the higher-class socialites won't know.

Song Family's royal gem was seen by very few people but she did not want to take a risk considering the current dangers lurking outside, not to mention the underworld faction.

Tang Li pinched the space between her brows. She wondered what kind of rotten luck did she have. Mothers protect their child by becoming their shield but her mother had to get involved with Kingsman Faction before her death, who are now thirsty for her blood. Tsk Tsk!

She despised the media, paparazzi, and news reporters from the bottom of her heart.

It was not her fault for disliking a profession when they forget all the morals and human ethics.

They would keep their eyes on superstars, socialites, rich and influential people all the time. Anyone who would make good news would be a blessing for them.

If they did not get news, they could simply twist facts and convert them into some juicy gossips. And once someone fell from grace, they would grab the chance to convert the matter to the breaking news, just like they did to the Tang Family.

She was still disgusted by those headlines and false facts that went viral years ago.

Mo Yuhan pursed his lips. Her face would be all over the media outlets soon. She won't mind it at that time, right? He decided to discuss it with Tang Yichen later.

He took a right turn as he drove towards the 76H Junction road leading towards the Grace Villa but a black car appeared out of nowhere at full speed.

Mo Yuhan swerved his car towards the left while he lowered the shotgun seat causing Tang Li to take on a sleeping posture.

She looked at him in astonishment as he pressed on a button beside the steering wheel revealing a small compartment.

Mo Yuhan slid the fiberglass to the side and a gasp escaped her lips looking at the collection of exclusive guns.