Even though he was over sixty, Tang Xinglong could not save face in front of so many people when ridiculed by this nephew, especially with so many peculiar gazes around, Tang Xinglong tried his best to maintain a calm smile.
So many people, who used to know each other, but now, as his family has fallen into such a state, they came to celebrate the birthday, they could only get through it under the monstrous stares of so many people.
Tang Xinglong never intended to stay for the meal, hence he brought nothing, merely came to wish his brother a happy birthday, exchange a few words, and greet before planning to leave.
Even if Tang Xinglong wanted to bring a gift, there was nothing worthy to give, their family was now destitute, there was nothing decent to offer. His brother's family, with a wealth of tens of millions, any ordinary item, even if it could be presented at the birthday banquet, would only invite a round of mockery.
