Chapter 62: Feng Xiao Gets Packed Up and Thrown Out of the House

Feng Family.

Feng Xiao, whose hands were wrapped up like zongzi, was lying bored on the couch watching a variety show.

Come to think of it, Lu Jianshen’s sister, Lu Fangyuan, hadn’t been active on TV ever since she went abroad.

Wasn’t she worried that by the time she came back, the ever-changing entertainment industry would have no place left for her?

Well, whatever. Not his problem to worry about.

The Lu Family was, after all, the richest family in Jiang City.

Back then, just to support Lu Fangyuan’s career, the Lu Family had directly established an entertainment company and spent a fortune recruiting top-tier screenwriters, directors, agents, and artists.

Even if Lu Fangyuan came back three years later, as long as she still wanted to stay in the entertainment industry, the Lu Family could throw piles of resources at her.

By then, whether it was winning Best Actress or anything else, it wouldn’t be a problem.

But wait a minute…

Didn’t Brother Shen say yesterday that the one leading them in farming was also his sister, Lu Qingqiang?

What was going on?

Since when did Brother Shen have two sisters?

At that thought, Feng Xiao belatedly pulled out his phone and called Fatty Huang, the most well-informed among his friends.

After the call, Feng Xiao was completely dumbfounded.

What? Lu Fangyuan was the switched-at-birth fake heiress?

And that Lu Qingqiang was the real Lu daughter who had been lost for years?

Wasn’t this exactly the fake-versus-real heiress trope from the novels he liked?

According to the usual plot, then next…

Once the real young miss Lu Qingqiang met the fake heiress Lu Fangyuan, it would definitely be a dramatic showdown!

Either the real young miss Lu Qingqiang couldn’t stand the fact that her identity had been stolen for so many years by Lu Fangyuan. Seeing that the fake heiress was prettier, more talented, and more loved by everyone, she’d grow resentful and start picking fights.

In the end, she’d be repeatedly slapped in the face by the knowledgeable and multi-talented Lu Fangyuan and exit the stage in disgrace.

Or, the fake heiress Lu Fangyuan, devastated by the loss of her identity and unwilling to return to a life of poverty, would scheme to stay in the Lu Family. She’d plot against Lu Qingqiang, trying to humiliate her.

Eventually, her schemes would be exposed by the Lu Family and Lu Qingqiang, and she’d also be forced to exit in disgrace.

No matter which ending, it was bound to be a total trainwreck!

No, he had to call his brother right away.

After all, his brother had just gotten engaged to Lu Fangyuan, the Lu Family heiress, last year.

But before he could even dial the number, he heard the front door open.

A moment later, his father walked in.

“Dad? What are you doing back at this hour?”

“I should be asking you that. Wait, what happened to your hands? Out partying again?” Feng Sheng’s blood pressure instantly spiked.

“Sigh, don’t even mention it. Yesterday Brother Shen talked me into going up the mountain his sister contracted. We ended up digging holes and planting trees all day.”

“Digging and digging, digging and digging, digging and digging, digging and digging… It felt like the holes would never end. Just endless digging.”

“And after all that digging, my hands ended up like this.”

“I got blisters, Dad! Blisters!”

“I’ve never done such heavy labor in my entire life!”

“But guess what happened?”

“Cut the suspense,” Feng Sheng smacked Feng Xiao on the shoulder.

“Ow ow ow, Dad, that hurts!” Feng Xiao quickly backed away several steps before continuing.

“So, even after all that effort, I still couldn’t keep up with Brother Shen’s sister.”

“You won’t believe it, Dad. Brother Shen’s sister is like some reincarnated digging machine. Her speed at digging and planting was insane!”

“I hadn’t even finished one hole, and she’d already done five.”

“Lu Jianshen’s sister, Lu Fangyuan? Didn’t she go abroad?” Feng Sheng frowned.

He remembered hearing Lu Shenlin mention his daughter during a visit to the Lu Corporation. He had wanted to ask more, but then got distracted by Inkstone and business matters.

By the time he left, he’d completely forgotten to gossip.

“Not Lu Fangyuan. It’s Lu Qingqiang.”

“Dad, you don’t know yet, right? Let me tell you, here’s what’s going on…”

Feng Xiao dragged his father over and started recounting the juicy gossip he had just learned.

After that, he even described the dramatic fake-versus-real heiress showdown he had imagined.

The moment he finished, his father gave him a “loving encouragement” session (read: a full-on scolding).

“You’re a grown man, and all you do is daydream and mess around. Can’t you do something productive?”

“What kind of man spends all day reading those childish, brainless CEO romance novels?”

“Do you think you’re three years old?”

“Why can’t you be more like your brother?”

“Look at your brother. He’s already helping me handle most of the company’s affairs.”

“And you? You’re like a restless quail, flitting around doing nothing.”

“You might as well drive me to an early grave!”

“…Dad, calm down. Please calm down.”

“You and big brother are already running the company. I’m still young. Just let me explore the world for a couple more years.”

Feng Xiao immediately balled up his fists and started giving his dad a back massage to curry favor.

“Explore the world? What could you possibly explore?”

“I’m warning you. Starting now, pack your things and move to the mountain where Lu Jianshen’s sister is.”

“There are still plenty of trees to plant up there. Don’t come back until it’s done.”

“Oh, and I’ll have someone keep an eye on you.”

“If you slack off or don’t take this seriously, I’ll freeze all your bank cards and seize your house and car.”

“??????” Feng Xiao.

What the heck was his dad saying?

Huh?

HUH??

HUHHH???

He was being sent back to dig holes and plant trees?

He’d rather die!

His hands weren’t even healed yet!

He wasn’t going. No way. Not a chance!

But reality was, Feng Xiao didn’t get a say in the matter.

The moment he said he wasn’t going, his father called in three men, who packed up his belongings and threw him out of the house—along with his luggage.

Staring at the tightly shut front door, Feng Xiao: “???”

Was this really his biological father?

Had he committed some unforgivable crime?

How could his dad treat him like this?

Unbelievable!

Aaaahhh, he was going to lose it, seriously!

Back inside the Feng household.

Madam Feng spoke with a hint of reproach, “Old Feng, what are you doing this time?”

“You know Xiao’er’s always been like this.”

“You used to say that if he really wasn’t interested in business, we should let him be, let him find what he loves and do what he wants.”

“So what’s this now?”

“You threw him out. How’s he supposed to survive?”

“You know what? I went to the Lu Corporation today for business, and Lu Shenlin said he thought highly of our Xiao’er,” Feng Sheng said.

“If even Old Lu is praising him, why are you punishing him?” Madam Feng asked, confused.

“My dear, this isn’t punishment. It’s an opportunity for Xiao’er to grow and learn.”

“You’ll see. Once he comes back from farming, not only will he have matured, but our company will benefit too.”

“You know how shrewd Old Lu is. He wouldn’t have built such a big business otherwise.”

“Even he and his wife sent their own daughter up that mountain to help. Do you really think it could be a bad thing?”

“Trust me. Once Xiao’er experiences how tough life can be, he’ll grow up fast.”

“You have a point. Fine then,” Madam Feng said, finally convinced.

So later, when Feng Xiao started texting Madam Feng to complain and accuse his dad of being heartless, he discovered…

His mom had temporarily blocked him.

Feng Xiao: “???”