Cao Wei gritted his teeth, wanting to say something tough, but found himself unable to utter a single word.

After a long while, Cao Wei let out a deep breath, and two large tears slowly rolled down his cheeks.

"Feel sorry."

Ye Feng finally spoke, uttering two words in a low voice.

Immediately, Ye Feng put down the bowl of fried yogurt and walked outside.

Cao Wei remained seated, without moving.

"Take this time to relax and clear your head in Yan Province. I won't assign you any other tasks. We'll talk about it again once you've calmed down."

Ye Feng waved his hand and left without looking back.

Cao Wei remained expressionless, sitting as before.

His heart grew cold.

[...]

Southwest China, Fuzhou.

A rather cool black McLaren sports car was parked in front of a university.

A dark-haired boy wearing sunglasses leaned against the McLaren sports car, holding the latest iPhone and swiping it up and down, occasionally revealing a smile that highlighted his youthful good looks.

Gradually, more and more passersby noticed this scene and began to discuss it.

Wow, what a cool McLaren!

"That must have cost a lot of money, right? When did Rongcheng have such wealthy people?"

"That guy leaning against the car is so handsome! I can't resist a tall, rich, and handsome guy."

"Save your breath. What rich and handsome guy would ever want you? He'd be more likely to want me..."

The boy's smile deepened as he listened to the surrounding chatter.

"Hi, handsome, would it be convenient to add each other on WeChat?"

A beautiful woman with black stockings and a black dress walked up to the boy.

"No, I don't have a cell phone."

The young man slightly removed his sunglasses, looked him up and down, and then said this.

"And what you have in your hand is..."

The beautiful woman was somewhat taken aback and asked unwillingly.

"Oh, you're asking about that? This isn't my phone, I just found it, and I don't know the password."

The boy grinned, revealing a set of pearly white teeth.

"Neuropathy."

Seeing that the young man refused to give her his WeChat, the beautiful woman felt embarrassed. She muttered something to herself and quickly left.

The boy wasn't annoyed by the scolding and continued to happily look at his phone.

This was the fourth time he had been approached by someone today, and he rejected all of them.

The boy tapped the screen, opening a chat interface, and zoomed in on the message from time to time. Just looking at the message made him incredibly happy.

The reason was simple: the text message read, "Lin Feng, you are now eighteen years old. In order to help you complete your mission better, the family has decided to lift the ban on you. From now on, you have 200 million yuan at your disposal."

Lin Feng's lips moved, he was so happy he was almost going crazy.

Although he was the eldest son of the Lin family in Rongcheng, the Lin family had a tradition: underage heirs were not allowed to spend any of the family's funds.

The original intention was to improve the younger generation's spending habits and prevent them from indulging in extravagant lifestyles and becoming spoiled brats.

However, it had some adverse effects.

Despite being from a prominent family, they live worse lives than some ordinary people.

Take Lin Feng as an example. Although he is the only son of the Lin family patriarch, he was raised outside from a young age, just like an ordinary child.

The Lin family had been putting on an act with him for eighteen years. Lin Mo, the patriarch of the prestigious Lin family, pretended to be an ordinary supermarket manager in front of Lin Feng.

The kind of job that only pays five thousand yuan a month.

The mother, on the other hand, was a department manager in the supermarket, earning only three or four thousand yuan a month.

Lin Feng grew up in this family environment, which was full of layers of pretense.

Originally, Lin Feng had resigned himself to his fate, thinking he was just a salted fish who would never achieve anything great in his life.

However, some time ago, Lin Mo suddenly took him to the largest wealthy area in Rongcheng. In the very center of the wealthy area, in a magnificent villa, Lin Mo told him about Lin Feng's family background.

Lin Feng was utterly astonished upon hearing this news.

I was so shocked I dropped my jaw; I had to go to the hospital and get three stitches before I was fully recovered.

In Lin Feng's memory, his father was originally a shopkeeper who liked to drink, but his true identity was the head of a powerful family.

When Lin Feng couldn't see him, Lin Mo would remotely direct all the family's economic affairs. When necessary, he would even ask for leave from the shopping mall and rush to the Lin family to personally oversee the operations.

For the past eighteen years, Lin Mo has been running back and forth like this, working with Lin Feng's mother to "thoughtfully" weave this lie for Lin Feng.

Thinking about this, Lin Feng's lips twitched involuntarily, and he wished he could smash the phone in his hand in anger.

What a bizarre family! How could they have such family rules?!

Isn't this just pure prank?!

And so, Lin Feng, who thought his life would be uneventful, suddenly became the only son of the Lin family, and a true young master of the super-powerful Lin family.

Lin Feng lowered his gaze to the middle of the message and couldn't help but click his tongue.

Just as Lin Mo revealed his family background to him, he also gave him a task: to go to Yan Province and get close to Luo Chen, the eldest son of the Luo family, a near-super family.

Try your best to win him over; if that fails, then... eliminate him!

Lin Feng is quite strong. Before he knew about his family background, he lived a very hard life. However, Lin Mo always had a habit of using half of his salary every month to pay for Lin Feng to learn Japanese swordsmanship.

Lin Feng had often complained about his father, asking why he had to spend so much money on his studies when the family was already so poor.

Back then, Lin Mo always wore a meaningful smile and never gave a direct answer to his questions.

Thinking about it now... Lin Feng couldn't help but sigh. What a cunning old fox! He actually started planning so long ago.

Lin Feng's thoughts raced, and the task assigned to him this time made him feel somewhat uneasy.

Although his family promised him that even if he killed someone, the Lin family would find a way to get him out of jail.

However, having grown up living the life of an ordinary person, Lin Feng's way of thinking hadn't changed in time. Therefore, he subconsciously felt some resistance or even aversion to this task.

So Lin Feng put the mission out of his mind and today invited a few of his best friends to go out and have some fun.

The thought that... they still don't know he's become a rich second-generation makes Lin Feng's lips curl into a smile.

Lin Feng naturally loved doing this kind of extremely pretentious thing!