Chen Cai Collapses, the Feng Family Becomes the Laughingstock of the World

Xu Mu was enjoying the spectacle when he noticed Nangong Yao staring intently at him.

He asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, my kindred spirit!"

Nangong Yao giggled, her twin ponytails bouncing slightly.

If she stuck with Xu Mu, perhaps, thanks to him, she too could awaken her power—the ability to see through evil.

Meanwhile, Xu Ningbing fixed her gaze on the large screen before shifting it to Xu Mu in the distance.

This had to be his doing.

Isabella frowned slightly as she watched the footage on the screen, then stood up and headed toward the exit of the Feng Family Manor.

She was a devout believer, and her faith emphasized chastity and moral integrity.

The video playing made her deeply uncomfortable.

Seeing Isabella leave, Lin Yang immediately called out to her, "Leaving already?"

"Yes."

Isabella's expression remained indifferent.

"Your grandfather and I are friends. He specifically asked you to come to Dragon Country—"

"He asked me to invest here, but I make my own decisions."

Isabella cut him off.

The moment she heard Feng Kang leveraging his family's influence to openly threaten other businesses, she had already decided against investing here.

Exploitative tactics like these would eventually backfire.

Her bodyguards followed closely as she strode out of the Feng Family Manor.

"Damn it! When will this end? When?"

Feng Kang roared, kicking the large screen in frustration.

By then, the Feng Family's security team had sprung into action, yanking the USB drive from the computer in the back.

Finally, the video on the screen disappeared.

But Feng Kang couldn’t swallow his humiliation. He scanned the room—his carefully built authority had turned into a joke.

He felt like everyone was looking at him with mocking pity, as if he were some pathetic cuckold.

His glare landed on Chen Cai and Dai Xiao, the adulterous pair.

No wonder he’d often seen Dai Xiao in his study.

Now it all made sense—every time Dai Xiao showed up, another invisible cuckold’s hat was placed on his head.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Feng Kang’s voice trembled with rage as he addressed the gathered businessmen, "Ladies and gentlemen, I’d originally prepared a family banquet. But as you can see, some private matters demand my attention. Please excuse us today—I’ll make it up to you next time."

Dai Xiao was the first to stand and walk out.

Feng Ruili glanced at Feng Kang, waiting for orders.

But Feng Kang hesitated for a long moment before shaking his head—clearly, Dai Xiao would be spared for now.

"Yao Yao, let’s go too."

Ren Fuhai approached Nangong Yao with a smile.

Nangong Yao tugged at Xu Mu’s sleeve, reluctant to leave. "Kindred spirit, I’ll see you next time, okay?"

With that, she followed Ren Fuhai out.

The other businessmen also began filing out, barely suppressing their laughter. Today, Feng Kang had become the laughingstock of the century.

He’d summoned everyone to flaunt his power—boasting about his ancient martial artists and support from a top British family—only to end up humiliated in front of them all.

His own wife had been caught cheating in his home, even declaring that Feng Kang wasn’t fit to lick Dai Xiao’s boots.

"Let’s go too."

Xu Shou glanced at Xu Ningbing and stood up.

Xu Ningbing nodded and approached Xu Mu. "Xiao Mu, we’re leaving."

"Alright."

Xu Mu gave a slight nod, then turned to Feng Yue. "You should get out of here too."

Feng Yue agreed. She’d seen Feng Kang’s fury and knew staying could mean trouble.

Su Ruiming and his father, Su Weiye, also made their exit.

…

Soon, all the Feng Family’s guests were gone.

Only the Feng Family members and Lin Yang’s group remained.

"Mr. Lin, apologies for the spectacle," Feng Kang forced a smile.

"Don’t worry about it. I’ll take my leave now," Lin Yang replied.

"Fine. I’ll find you once I’ve dealt with this mess."

Feng Kang gave a stiff nod.

Lin Yang exchanged a glance with his companions and walked out.

"Hubby! Hubby! I was wrong! I swear it wasn’t my fault—Dai Xiao forced me! He made me do it!"

Chen Cai dropped to her knees, tears streaming as she begged.

"Forced? You were more eager with him than you ever were with me. Do you think I’m blind?"

Feng Kang turned and strode into the villa.

Feng Ruili signaled the security team. "Drag Chen Cai inside."

"Yes, sir!"

The guards complied without hesitation.

In the past, they might’ve struggled over whether to obey Feng Ruili or Chen Cai.

But today? Even an idiot knew who was in charge now.

The guards exchanged meaningful looks as they hauled Chen Cai away.

This woman had never been easy to deal with—cross her, and you’d be lucky to escape with just a scolding.

Yet in the video, she’d been on her knees before Dai Xiao.

The contrast was downright surreal.

Inside the villa, Feng Kang sat on the sofa while Feng Ruili stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, lighting a cigarette.

Chen Cai remained on her knees, tears still falling.

Feng Jian stood beside her, his face dark.

"Who leaked the video?" Feng Kang asked coldly.

"Me."

Feng Jian admitted outright.

"You wretched little bastard! You want me dead?!"

Realizing her own son had betrayed her, Chen Cai lunged at him like a madwoman.

But the guards restrained her instantly.

"Mom, are you saying I should’ve covered for you? Lied to Dad? Sorry, but I won’t do that."

Feng Jian crossed his arms, utterly composed.

He might be a playboy, but he wasn’t stupid.

Taking his mother’s side now would be suicide—he’d end up like Zhang Shuaikai, disowned in a heartbeat.

His only option was to cling to his father’s favor.

Chen Cai was speechless.

"Feng Jian, where did you get that video?"

Feng Kang fought to control his rage, but his body still trembled.

Being exposed as a cuckold in front of so many elites would haunt him forever.

No matter how successful he became, people would always remember his wife’s infidelity first.

"Xu Mu gave it to me."

Feng Jian didn’t hesitate. Now wasn’t the time for secrets—he couldn’t afford to give Feng Kang any reason to doubt him.

"Xu Mu! That bastard!"

Chen Cai’s face twisted with hatred. So he really had the evidence.

"He’s scum, but you’re worse."

Feng Kang’s glare pinned Chen Cai in place.

"Hubby, please spare me! Give me another chance, I beg you!"

Gone was her usual icy arrogance—now she was fighting for her life.

She even regretted not helping Xu Mu dig up dirt when she had the chance.

"Ruili, take Chen Cai upstairs and lock her in the bedroom."

Feng Kang’s order was directed at Feng Ruili by the window.

Feng Ruili stubbed out his cigarette, grabbed Chen Cai’s arm, and pulled her up. "Let’s go."

"Ruili, I know I was wrong. Please put in a good word for me with your father."

Chen Cai pleaded tearfully to Feng Ruili.

Without saying much, Feng Ruili took Chen Cai by the arm and led her to the bedroom on the second floor.

Chen Cai clung to his arm, sobbing, "Ruili, I’m begging you—as your aunt, as your mother—I don’t want to die."

Feng Ruili closed the bedroom door behind them and smirked. "Did you ever imagine this would be the outcome when you knelt outside the door eating KFC?"

"I know I was wrong," Chen Cai implored. "In our family, you’re the only one who can reason with Feng Kang."

"You don’t regret what you did—you just regret that you’re about to die."

Feng Ruili’s lips curled slightly. "Saving you… isn’t entirely out of the question."