Incredibly they were the richest family. With five sons, each one having it's own professionalism and was earning lots every minute.

Jun Ting was the oldest and specialized in business. With business not just in City A but the whole world suporting his family throughout. He had a mansion located just the outskirts of the city.

Jun Ying, one year younger than Jun Ting, succeeded the family business. It is still business but Jun Ming made his own company from scratch, Jun Ying succeeded the company from his father, Jun Xie.

Jun Yie, the third brother, is a doctor and a surgeon, managing his own hospital and university abroad.

Jun Mo, the fourth brother, is a famous novelist and is an artist and manages his own studio and it's branches.

The fifth brother, Jun Hw.a.n.g, is still pursuing his own degree of teaching in Harvard and is graduating next year.

All the brothers are well mannered and go along well with each other, they are ranked in magazines as the "Most wanted husbands in the country."

Even though Jun Ting is the oldest, he is only 23. And the gap between the brothers is only a year.

It quite amazing to have that certain family.

But behind their incredible backgrounds, all have the skills to run the underground forces of each proffesionalism.

Jun Ting has already learned his lesson. And he will never make that mistake again. Never in his life.

And that mistake is now at present. This incident. And he is going to find who's behind it and slaughter them to death.

While walking towards his son's room, he pulled out his phone and dialed a number. The phone only rang for a moment and was answered.

" Investigate everything for me."

And with that he hung up. The person on the other side knew what he meant and went to work immediately.

...

As he reached his sons room he opened the door. A vase came flying at his face. Jun Ting caught it immediately and placed it by the bedside table.

He sighed and looked around.

Some nurses were cowering in a corner. There was gla.s.s scattered everywhere and the bed sheets and pillows were everywhere. A food tray was upside down and under it were broken dishes and food splattered everywhere. Even the windows didn't survie and had a large hole in each.

'This rabid son of mine. Why doesn't he learn to control his own temper?!! Where did he get those genes??'

(a/n: probably you~~~~)

He didn't need to look around for him to find Jun Ming. He was by the window. Sitting on the windowsill.

"Jun Ming."

Jun Ting's voice filled the cold room whicv turned even colder.

"Come here."

Jun Ming shook his head. Fright could be seen in his eyes. When he woke up and couldn't find that warm embrace, he suddenly sat straight up. There were some nurses trying to coax him to eat. But he rejected them.

The more the nurses went near him, the more rabid he became and started throwing things everywhere.

Jun Ting could probably guess what happened so he immediately went to soothe this wild tiger.

Jun Ting stood by his son. Jun Ming hadn't had the slightest intention of going down. He wants his warm embrace. He wants his mommy.

" Jun Ming. Come down right this minute or you'll never going to see her again. Well, if you want to die, jump down that window if you want to waste the sacrifice that girl made you."

Jun Ming was stunned for a minute. Jun Ting even said all of that in one breath.

'Her? My mommy?'

Jun Ming thought. Then he flailed his little hands, trying to tell something. Jun Ting looked aroubd but couldn't use anything as a paper and pen. Then he had a meticulous idea.

"What about you tell me? "

Jun Ting was trying to hide his stupid smirk but failed.

Jun Ming froze. He doesn't want to talk. He contemplates for a while. Left with no other choice he says:

"Where's...mommy?"