Chapter 15: Diablo 12

Hearing Tang Wansong’s words, Tang Wan immediately laughed mockingly.

“Dad, are you treating me like a beggar? Everyone knows the Tang Group’s market value is over ten billion now! The ten percent of shares in my hands alone earn huge dividends every year. Even if I’m still underage, you can’t possibly give me such a pathetic amount of pocket money! If you don’t believe me, go ask the rich second-generation kids at school—which one of them gets less than five hundred thousand a month? As the daughter of the Tang family, I constantly lose face because I don’t even have enough money to socialize properly. It’s embarrassing! The diamond ring Aunt Zhao wears is worth fifty million! You’re willing to buy her expensive jewelry, but reluctant to give your own daughter more pocket money? If word gets out, people will think you’ve been completely manipulated by pillow talk and are deliberately mistreating your late wife’s daughter!”

Tang Yitong, standing nearby, listened to Tang Wan’s words with an indifferent expression.

However, as far as he knew, even among the rich second-generation students at school, receiving one hundred thousand yuan a month in pocket money was already considered extremely high.

Tang Wan casually demanding five hundred thousand right from the start—wasn’t she afraid Tang Wansong would investigate?

Naturally, Tang Wansong wouldn’t investigate.

In reality, the reason Tang Wan’s pocket money had become so low was indeed because Zhao Xia had whispered things in his ear. Whenever Tang Wan angered him, he deliberately reduced her allowance—from twenty thousand yuan a month all the way down to two thousand.

So when Tang Wan brought this up, Tang Wansong immediately felt guilty.

“Dad understands. This is all Dad’s fault. Wanwan, don’t be angry anymore. How about Dad gives you five hundred thousand a month from now on?” Tang Wansong asked.

Hearing this, Tang Wan immediately replied:

“No. At least six hundred thousand! I still owe someone a million yuan that I haven’t repaid yet! I’m clearly from such a wealthy family, yet I still have to borrow money to spend. Do you know how embarrassing that is?”

As soon as those words came out, Tang Wansong quickly changed his answer.

“Alright, alright. Dad understands. I’ll have the secretary transfer you two million first, okay?”

“Now that’s more like it! I knew Dad still cared about me!” Tang Wan immediately smiled.

Seeing that Tang Wan had been coaxed successfully, Tang Wansong finally relaxed.

Before getting Tang Wan to hand over those shares, he intended to satisfy all her requests as much as possible.

Although six hundred thousand a month did hurt a little, compared to the hundreds of millions worth of shares, it was practically nothing.

Still...

Were the rich second-generation kids nowadays really this outrageous? Even their pocket money started at five hundred thousand?

No wonder those old friends of his were always complaining that their children spent money like water.

At that moment, Little Cutie suddenly popped out angrily.

“Host, he doesn’t deserve to be your father! I’m your good daddy!”

How could the host call such trash her father?!

Little Cutie was extremely dissatisfied.

“You can shut up,” Tang Wan replied speechlessly.

...

After finishing her bargaining with Tang Wansong, Tang Wan stood up from the sofa.

“Dad, I’m a little tired, so I’m going upstairs to rest first. Tell Aunt Zhou to bring my food upstairs later.”

Hearing this, Tang Wansong immediately nodded.

Before heading upstairs, Tang Wan looked toward Tang Yitong, who was quietly shrinking into the corner.

“Tang Yitong, come with me.”

Seeing this, Tang Wansong assumed Tang Wan was still in a bad mood and wanted someone to vent her anger on, so he didn’t say anything.

If Tang Hao didn’t exist, perhaps he would still value Tang Yitong slightly.

But now that he had a better son, there was no need to care about this useless child anymore.

Anyway, Tang Yitong was a gloomy boy with a bad personality. It didn’t matter if Tang Wan used him as a punching bag.

...

After hearing Tang Wan’s words, Tang Yitong silently stood up and followed her upstairs.

Tang Yitong had never entered the original owner’s bedroom before, so when Tang Wan told him to come inside, he hesitated slightly.

Seeing this, Tang Wan immediately urged:

“What are you standing there for? Come in!”

After saying that, she walked inside first.