"He didn't come back all night?" Zhang Enyu was furious. No matter how busy Fang Zhiyi was, he would always come home. But last night, he had actually stayed out all night. On second thought, he must have known she would be upset, so he was hiding, right?
He had even taken away that little bastard. At the thought of this, Zhang Enyu's face darkened again. She wanted to see how long he could hide.
To calm herself down, Zhang Enyu took Fang Nian out shopping after eating.
She loved shopping; only shopping could make her forget her troubles.
"Pick whatever you like, Mom has money!" Zhang Enyu told Fang Nian. Seeing Fang Nian's look of concern over the cost, Zhang Enyu felt her daughter was too sensible. "It's fine, just pick what you want."
Seeing that her act had achieved the desired effect, Fang Nian stopped holding back and tried on several outfits in a row.
"The card is frozen?" Zhang Enyu, who was about to pay, looked at the shop assistant's polite smile. "How is that possible! I've always used this card!"
Fang Nian was also a bit stunned. She had just picked out a few pretty dresses, and her mother had agreed to buy them without hesitation.
"It doesn't seem to be frozen, it looks like... it was reported lost." The store manager looked at Zhang Enyu. "Ma'am, how would you like to settle the bill now?"
There were other customers in the store, casting occasional glances their way. Zhang Enyu felt a bit flustered. "Reported lost? How could that be..."
"Mom, how about we just don't buy them," Fang Nian urged. "We can just buy them next time."
But Zhang Enyu fell right for this routine. Hearing this, her eyebrows shot up in anger. "What do you mean, don't buy them! If others see us, they'll think we're paupers! Buy them!" Saying this, she pulled out another card. This card was her own, and she usually transferred any leftover money into it.
Watching the assistant swipe the card, Zhang Enyu felt a pang of heartache for the money.
Fang Zhiyi! How dare you report the bank card as lost!
Anger surged within her. Coming out of the store, she took a taxi straight to Fang Zhiyi's shop. She wanted to ask Fang Zhiyi if he still wanted to live together!
"No."
Fang Zhiyi's flat word left her stunned in place. Seeing the formally dressed Fang Yuran not far away, Zhang Enyu immediately flared up: "Fine! For the sake of a fake, you're even going to kick me to the curb, aren't you?"
Although Fang Yuran was facing away from them in the distance, her body visibly stiffened.
Fang Zhiyi's face also darkened.
"If you don't know how to speak properly with that mouth of yours, you can keep it shut." He stared straight at Zhang Enyu.
"I will speak! What, Fang Zhiyi, when I married you, you were penniless..."
"When you married me, wasn't it because you saw I had a little money? You demanded quite a lot for the bride price."
"Uh... so what! All these years I've managed the household for you, while you were out..."
"Managed the household?" Fang Zhiyi pulled open a drawer next to him and slammed a stack of consumption records onto the desk. "Who spends this much money managing a household?"
"You, you investigated me!" Zhang Enyu clearly panicked. "You heartless man!"
Fang Zhiyi spread his hands. "You wanted to dig up the past, so I did. Now that you can't win the argument, you're going to be unreasonable, right?"
"I'm unreasonable? You bastard! You abandon your own biological daughter and actually want that little bitch! For her, you even..."
Fang Zhiyi suddenly reached out and pinched her mouth shut. Zhang Enyu's words were cut off, and her entire face looked somewhat comical.
She violently broke free. From yesterday to today, this Fang Zhiyi had been constantly provoking her! This was mutiny!
"What are you doing! You want to hit me, right? That's right, you even laid a hand on your son! Let everyone see how Boss Fang abuses his family! You..."
Fang Zhiyi looked at her with indifference. Fang Nian looked anxious: "Mom, forget it. Dad, hurry up and apologize to Mom!"
"Do I owe her something, that I should apologize to her?" Fang Zhiyi found it somewhat amusing.
"You're heartless, ungrateful, and making a scene! What have you done for this family all these years? Huh?" Fang Zhiyi's attitude instantly maxed out Zhang Enyu's anger.
She casually grabbed a vase from the table and smashed it fiercely on the floor, panting heavily as she glared at Fang Zhiyi.
"Is that it?"
Fang Zhiyi was a little surprised.
His reaction was not what Zhang Enyu wanted. She was completely enraged, grabbing and smashing whatever she could reach, cursing Fang Zhiyi for being a scumbag. Seeing more and more people gathering to watch after hearing the commotion, Zhang Enyu became increasingly smug.
"Let everyone see what kind of thing you are!"
Fang Zhiyi shook his head and sighed. "They all know what kind of person I am, and they've all seen what you've done."
As he spoke, a Crew-cut Guy walked out of the crowd. He looked at the scene before him in shock and asked Fang Zhiyi, "Boss Fang... this..."
Fang Zhiyi shook his head. "There's nothing I can do, you saw it too, Boss Wu. She suddenly went crazy and smashed a whole pile of your antiques. I'm really sorry."
"Antiques?" These two words snapped Zhang Enyu out of her berserk state.
Fang Nian also caught the key information in time: "They're his? Isn't this your office, Dad?"
Fang Zhiyi smiled. "I forgot to mention, this morning I already signed a transfer agreement with Boss Wu. This shop is his now, and all these antiques were just moved in by him."
"What!!" Zhang Enyu's legs went weak, but she quickly stood straight with Fang Nian's support. "So what! Fang Zhiyi, you brought this on yourself!"
She grabbed Fang Nian and was about to leave. Boss Wu tried to stop them, but seeing the look in Fang Zhiyi's eyes, he could only step aside.
As she passed by Fang Yuran, Zhang Enyu glared at her viciously, and Fang Yuran subconsciously lowered her head.
"Mom, you're finally back." An anxious Fang Yunhui looked at Zhang Enyu as if he had seen a savior, but seeing his mother and sister looking thoroughly displeased, he asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhang Enyu opened her mouth but ultimately couldn't bring herself to admit the fact that she had been humiliated by Fang Zhiyi: "What's the rush?"
"It's all because of my... that man. He, he reported the card I use as lost! I had arranged to go out with friends today, but when it was time to pay, the card wouldn't swipe. I practically lost all my face!" Fang Minghui was very unhappy.
Zhang Enyu looked at him, and a bad premonition suddenly welled up in her heart.
"Mom, my living expenses are all used up too." Fang Yunyi also walked out of the house at this time. He had always gone to Fang Zhiyi for money, but Fang Zhiyi had blacklisted his phone number too.
"I wanted to buy a skin for my game, but Dad won't answer my calls." Fang Yunyao also had a dark expression.
Having figured out the situation, Fang Yunhui said in surprise, "He cut off our living expenses, didn't he?" After a moment, he spat, "He thinks he's so great just because he cut off our allowance? Can he starve us to death? Bah! He thinks having money means having everything?"
Fang Nian, however, felt a sense of panic. Ever since they drove away that fake, it seemed like everything in the family was changing, and this change made people very anxious.
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nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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