Ling Han's expression froze. He frowned and stared at Li Ao, "President Li, isn't it too much to make up stories about my father and Sister Su Mang?"
"It's not a story. It's just that there are many things you don't know."
More than 20 years ago, Ling Dongming was re-employed by Lanjiang University as a visiting professor. At that time, Su Mang, a student sponsored by him, had just been admitted to the Department of Economics and Management of Lanjiang University and became his student. After graduation, he directly entered the Pleasure Group. At first, he was just a secretary in the secretariat. Later, he was outstanding and was promoted to the chief secretary two years later.
At the annual meeting of the company, Ling Dongming was drunk. Su Mang drove him home. But on the way, he heard his name from Ling Dongming's mouth. He murmured all the way, which made Su Mang confused and had a car accident.
"Do you know Su Mang's feelings for your father? The kind of feelings that are above love and kinship and can even sacrifice one's life. When the car accident happened, Su Mang's first reaction was not to save herself, but to throw herself at Ling Dongming. "
Ling Dongming lay in the hospital for three days. When he woke up, he heard that Su Mang had been given a notice of critical illness. He lost his usual elegant demeanor and stayed at the door of the intensive care unit all night long.
"Although it is reasonable, the people who are involved in it can understand best what kind of feelings a man has for a woman. Do you think your mother didn't understand anything at that time?"
Su Mang woke up a month later. Soon after waking up, he was discharged from the hospital and was taken home by Wen Qingwan. The three of them had a meal together and talked about everything.
"Your father's feelings for Su Mang are very forbearing. He thought it was a sin, so he never showed it. But feelings can't be restrained even if you restrain yourself. You should understand."
Ling Han frowned and didn't comment.
It was weird to listen to a man who was not very familiar with or even a stranger talk about his father's history of infidelity. After all, he was partial to his mother, so it was inevitable that he had prejudice.
"But your father's decision was to let Su Mang resign and never see him again."
Since loyalty was out of the question, this was the last responsibility a man could bear for his marriage.
"But your mother meant to let them be the same as before. Do you know what it means to be the same as before?"
Li Ao asked.
Thinking back to the past, Ling Han felt a chill in his heart. He would go home for a period of time in winter and summer vacation every year. That period of time was one of the few times he spent with his family. In that memory, Su Mang would go to their house to make dumplings every Friday night, go on an outing with their family at the end of every month, and even have a barbecue outdoors with them on New Year's Eve every year.
According to what Li Ao said, at that time, Wen Qingwan already knew that Su Mang and Ling Dongming loved each other, but she still insisted that they do so.
This wasn't magnanimity, this was torture.
It was a torture for three people.
"That's why your father wasn't willing to come home after that. You should know that your mother was diagnosed with mild paranoia, right? In order to avoid suspicion and to make your mother feel at ease, Su Mang took the initiative to quit his job at the Pleasure and went to Fengshang alone. He started from the bottom. During those years, he rarely had time to visit your family, and he never stayed for long. "
A broken relationship was not solely the responsibility of one person.
"I'm not saying this to exonerate your father. It's just that Su Mang had a knot in her heart. She always felt that she owed you and your family. But in fact, what did she do? She just silently hid her feelings for your father for so many years. What did your father do wrong? He never thought of hurting your mother. "
"I don't know about Sister Su Mang's affairs. And if what you said is true, then she didn't do anything wrong." Ling Han looked at Li Ao coldly.
"But he cheated on you later, which is irrefutable evidence."
"But at that time, your mother had taken the initiative to divorce him."
"…"
"The condition was that she transferred all the shares under her name to you and agreed to let her family invest in it."
Two years before Ling Han returned to the country, his maternal uncle and cousin suddenly invested in the Pleasure. He also questioned Ling Dongming on the phone.
"Impossible."
"Probably not long after your mother proposed the divorce, your father found that her depression worsened and she began to have hallucinations, so he even gave up the idea of divorce. With your means, you should have found out that Jiang Meilan took Ye Huanyan to travel abroad at that time, right? They broke up. "
"…"
"If it weren't for your stubbornness, you should have found out a lot of things very early."
Li Ao looked through his mobile phone and found a photo in a cafe and handed it to him. It was a photo of a young Jiang Meilan in a nurse's uniform and a young Umbo. It was a very old photo that seemed to have been taken for many years.
"I can't guarantee that your mother's car accident has something to do with your second uncle, but your second uncle and Jiang Meilan are old acquaintances. You should believe this photo."
"My mother's car accident …"
Ling Han gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. The veins on the back of his hands bulged, and his eyes were filled with shock and anger.
"If I'm not wrong, when your mother proposed the divorce, half of the Ling family's assets would be under her name. Coupled with her years of savings, the number was extraordinary. If they divorced, after she died of cancer, the first right to inherit the assets would be your maternal grandparents. Your maternal grandfather was biased towards your second uncle, so it's easy to imagine who would end up in his hands. But later, Ling Dongming suddenly changed his mind when he found out about your mother's depression, so some people couldn't hold it in anymore."
The deeper you dug, the clearer you could see how evil people were.
"You should still remember what was in your mother's bag on the day of the car accident, right?"
The certificate of equity transfer.
It was a transfer agreement signed by Ling Dongming to cede 12% of his shares to Umbo and his son, as well as a consent letter for Umbo to invest in the Pleasure Company.
Jiang Meilan wanted to marry Ling Dongming to find a backer for the rest of her life, and Umbo wanted status and money.
Regardless of whether they were old acquaintances or not, they hit it off on this matter.
"At that time, your father thought that your mother wanted to bring the equity transfer agreement to Umbo to sign, so Umbo got everything he wanted. But have you ever thought that your mother might have regretted it and wanted to go to the notary office to terminate the contract?"
"…"
"But the dead tell no tales. No one can be sure if your mother's depression had improved or if she had accepted it."
Ling Han's emotions were fluctuating. The cigarette butt burned out, but he didn't notice the scarlet sparks burning his fingers. Li Ao frowned and shook off the cigarette butt between his fingers, so he didn't get hurt.
"I'm not telling you this for you to hurt yourself here. Think carefully about what you should do. The Pleasure Company doesn't belong to you alone. It's something that your father guarded until he died."
"Until he died?" Ling Han's face was livid.
"You know so clearly about something that happened decades ago. When did you start to suspect and investigate this? That car accident … "
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