Chapter 20: Wasn't He Driven Out by the Xu Family?

“Don’t go out?”
Lin Feng frowned, finding the reason rather peculiar. So all this trouble was simply to keep him in this private room?
“Yes! My sister called and said I must find any excuse to keep you here…”
Fang Minghao was aching all over, collapsed on the floor, crying out in misery.
Hearing this, much of Lin Feng’s anger dissipated, replaced by curiosity. “Why does she want me to stay?”
Fang Minghao, thoroughly frightened after the beating, sobbed and wailed, “My sister’s hosting Yu Shao’s birthday upstairs, she’s afraid you’ll cause trouble…”
As he spoke, he complained inwardly; if it weren’t for Yu Shao, that wealthy big shot, he’d never have rushed over here just after lying down for a nap…
…
Lin Feng was momentarily speechless.
What a coincidence—he’d just come out to enjoy his day off, and Fang Ziyue happened to be here as well.
Was she afraid he’d ruin her “fishing trip”?
Seeing Fang Minghao clutching his pant leg desperately, Lin Feng looked helpless. “Tell your sister I’m just here with colleagues for a drink, purely by chance. Since we’ve already broken up, I won’t go looking for her.”
Hearing this, Fang Minghao’s eyes lit up. “Really?!”
Lin Feng replied, “Of course. I have nothing better to do, why would I look for her?”
He glanced at Fang Minghao and asked, “When have you ever seen me cause trouble?”
Fang Minghao shuddered and shook his head frantically. “Never, never! You’re kind-hearted, unlike me—I’m the one who’d do something like this…”
At least he knew that.
Lin Feng’s lips twitched, and he scolded sharply, “Don’t call me brother-in-law. I have nothing to do with your sister anymore!”
He continued calmly, “Alright, if there’s nothing else, I’m leaving.”
As soon as he finished, Fang Minghao tried to stand, but pain shot through his back, leaving him hunched over for ages.
He grinned painfully at Lin Feng. “Let’s go, let’s go, Brother Feng, I’ll walk you out.”
Probably still afraid Lin Feng would go see Fang Ziyue, Lin Feng didn’t bother arguing.
There was still someone drunk in his private room. He lifted Xia Qingqing in his arms and said, “Let’s go. Help me carry my other colleague from the room.”
Fang Minghao’s back was barely straight, and his face went pale at the request.
But he didn’t dare provoke Lin Feng further, terrified of being beaten again. He could only call his underlings for help.
The three battered men supported each other, carrying Li Hao out.

During their departure, many turned their heads, but in a place like a karaoke bar, such scenes were commonplace. Especially since Fang Minghao’s two underlings sported yellow-dyed hair, no one dared interfere.
Even the doorman hurried to open the doors upon seeing them approach.
“Um, big brother, where are you headed? Should I send you somewhere?”
Fang Minghao blinked, sticking close behind Lin Feng.
Lin Feng could guess what was on his mind and didn’t bother talking much. “No need. I have a car coming.”
While carrying Li Hao, Lin Feng had already contacted Liu Tianhan, who now waited outside.
“Alright, alright, then I’ll help you into the car!” Fang Minghao chimed in.
The next moment, he watched Lin Feng walk straight toward the most conspicuous Rolls Royce at the entrance…
Whoa!
A Rolls Royce?!
Wait—that seemed to be a global limited edition…
Wasn’t Lin Feng supposed to have been kicked out of the Xu family?!
Fang Minghao stared, dumbfounded, as the Rolls Royce’s window rolled down. Inside sat a professionally dressed female chauffeur, waving at Lin Feng!
“Mr. Lin, this…”
Liu Tianhan immediately noticed the odd group trailing Lin Feng, as well as the girl in his arms.
Lin Feng motioned for her to open the back door and gently placed Xia Qingqing inside, softly explaining, “A colleague, drank too much, give them a lift.”
Liu Tianhan’s eyes flickered, but she nodded without question. “Alright.”
Lin Feng had saved her a lot of driving today, so a favor was no trouble. Besides, the young lady had instructed that Lin Feng’s movements weren’t restricted, provided Liu Tianhan was informed.
The two yellow-haired underlings had never seen such a luxurious car, and the professional driver’s uniform only made them more nervous.
They stood by the car, holding Li Hao, not daring to move.
Lin Feng clicked his tongue. “Why are you standing there? Hurry up!”
The two finally snapped to attention and rushed to load Li Hao into the car.
“Alright, you don’t need to follow any further, just go back and enjoy your drink,” Lin Feng said, glancing at the stunned Fang Minghao, then climbed into the front passenger seat.
With the engine roaring to life, the car pulled away, leaving Fang Minghao completely stupefied.
Good heavens—a Rolls Royce?!
With such a professional driver!

The driver even addressed Lin Feng as “sir”…
Wasn’t he kicked out of the Xu family?
Fang Minghao recalled every past encounter with Lin Feng. Even back at the Xu family, he’d never seen such an expensive car…
Luxury cars were common in the capital, but a limited edition sports car? That was a first.
Could it be his “brother-in-law” had another fortune somewhere?
Fang Minghao’s eyes gleamed. This was way beyond Yu Shao’s wealth!
He hurried back to the karaoke bar and dialed Fang Ziyue.
Soon after, Fang Ziyue appeared in room 312.
“Xiao Hao, did he really leave?”
She surveyed the empty room, uncertainty in her voice.
“Yeah!” Fang Minghao nodded, quickly closing the door and grabbing her arm. “Sis, I’m telling you, brother-in-law left in a Rolls Royce.”
“What?!”
Fang Ziyue shuddered, her slightly flushed face full of shock.
“A global limited edition Rolls Royce, with a super professional driver!” Fang Minghao was beside himself with excitement, hugging Fang Ziyue’s arm and grinning obsequiously. “Sis, I’m telling you, brother-in-law definitely has another fortune—how else could he afford such a top-tier car?”
Fang Ziyue’s eyelids twitched.
She knew the capital was full of wealthy people, and she’d seen plenty while with Lin Feng, but nothing this expensive.
Yu Shao, for all his wealth, usually drove a G-Class. For these young scions, you could judge their status just by their cars.
A Rolls Royce… and a global limited edition at that—it must cost tens of millions.
Wasn’t Lin Feng kicked out of the Xu family?
How could this be?
Fang Ziyue asked urgently, still uncertain, “Xiao Hao, are you sure you saw it clearly?”
“Absolutely! I even helped open the car door!” Fang Minghao’s eyes sparkled as he patted his chest in assurance. “I even heard the driver call brother-in-law ‘sir.’ Sis, think about it—if it wasn’t his own car, would they speak like that?”