The Truth of Feng Yunxiao's Origins

At the Feng Group, Feng Canghai was leaning back in his office chair, his eyes closed as he rested. Then the phone rang. He opened his eyes and answered it, and the man on the other end briefly said a few words.

Feng Canghai hesitated for a long moment, his gaze turning slightly cold. "Are you sure they're all dead? You didn't leave any traces?"

The man said calmly, "Don't worry, Boss Feng. We burned them all to death. You can send over the remaining payment now, Boss Feng."

Feng Canghai smiled. "Don't worry, I'll transfer the balance to you shortly. But remember what you should and shouldn't say."

The man assured him, "You can put your heart back in your stomach, Boss Feng. The Black Dragon Way has its own rules and reputation. We would never divulge a client's personal information."

Feng Canghai said with a calm expression, "Good. I do trust the Black Dragon Way's reputation."

The man said, "All right, Boss Feng. I look forward to working with you again."

Feng Canghai hung up and summoned his assistant. After knocking and entering, the assistant asked, "What can I do for you, boss?"

Feng Canghai handed the assistant a card number and said, "Transfer ten million to this account in a little while."

The assistant asked, "Yes, boss. Is there anything else?"

Feng Canghai said, "How has Shuo'er been lately? Has his condition stabilized?"

The assistant replied, "Boss, the eldest young master's condition has stabilized. Now we only have to wait for the younger young master to reach the required weight, and then the operation can be performed."

Feng Canghai said, "Good. Have the household make Feng Yunxiao more fattening food for the next few days. Then find a family doctor to go to the house and check Feng Yunxiao's health. If there's nothing wrong, tell the hospital to perform the operation in three days."

The assistant said worriedly, "Yes, boss. But at the younger young master's age, extracting his bone marrow could have a serious effect on his health."

Feng Canghai said coldly, "You only need to do what you're supposed to do. If there's a next time, you can leave."

After hearing his boss's words, the assistant had no choice but to obey. "Yes, boss. I'll make the arrangements now."

Meanwhile, at the Feng Family home, the housekeeper received a call from the assistant and learned that the master wanted the younger young master to donate bone marrow in three days. How was he supposed to put twenty jin on the younger young master in three days? Besides, the madam hadn't let the younger young master out of the basement for two days.

With no other choice, the housekeeper went to knock on the madam's door and ask her to let the younger young master out. He couldn't understand why, when both were young masters of the Feng Family, the eldest young master received all of the master and madam's love, while the younger young master was loved by neither father nor mother.

Not long ago, the younger young master had just escaped from human traffickers. After going out once with the assistant, he had returned only to be beaten by the master. Then the madam had locked him in the basement, where he had remained ever since.

The housekeeper went to the third floor and knocked on Xu Qingxia's—the madam's—door.

"Who is it?" Xu Qingxia's impatient voice came from inside. The housekeeper said carefully, "Madam, the master called and said the younger young master is to undergo surgery for the eldest young master in three days. He needs to eat more and put on some weight over the next few days. Could you let him out first?"

Xu Qingxia opened the door, her brows tightly knitted. "What use is that little bastard? As if he could get fat in three days. He's been in the basement all these days. Could he even still be alive? He'd better not affect my poor Shuo'er."

The housekeeper said nervously, "Madam, please let the younger young master out."

Xu Qingxia said impatiently, "All right, all right. Stop bothering me. Go let that little brat out."

The housekeeper went down from the third floor and entered the basement, where the smell of mold mingled with the damp, cold air. Feng Yunxiao was curled up in a corner, his back against the chill-seeping concrete wall, his legs bent and his arms loosely wrapped around his knees, as though all his strength had been drained away.

His eyes were half-open, his eyelids as heavy as if they were weighted with lead. His gaze rested on the dusty floor before him, unfocused and without a ripple, as though that gray, grimy patch were his entire world.

His pupils, which should once have shone like stars, were now veiled in a mist that could not be washed away. Though a few faint rays of light filtered through the basement's only small window, not one reached the depths of his eyes. All that remained was a silent, endless darkness.

The housekeeper said softly, "Young master, the madam says you can come out. The master wants you to eat more and prepare for the operation for the eldest young master."

Feng Yunxiao stood up, no fear in his eyes, and looked at the housekeeper with a vacant gaze. With no other choice, the housekeeper picked him up and carried him outside.

In the dining room, the table was covered with all kinds of high-calorie food. Feng Yunxiao sat at the table, mechanically stuffing food into his mouth. Ever since he escaped from the traffickers, he had known that his so-called father and mother regarded him as nothing more than a tool to save the Feng Family's eldest young master.

The only reason they had come to get him after he was caught by traffickers was to prolong their eldest son's life. At the thought, Feng Yunxiao's tears flowed uncontrollably.

Just then, Xu Qingxia came over and saw Feng Yunxiao crying. She said impatiently, "What are you crying for? You useless thing, why didn't you let the traffickers kill you? What use is there in keeping you?"

Feng Yunxiao didn't know that his mother, Xu Qingxia, had arranged his last kidnapping, or that he wasn't Feng Canghai's child. Xu Qingxia was afraid Feng Canghai would find out, so she arranged for traffickers to kill Feng Yunxiao. She hadn't expected the boy to escape. Xu Qingxia had planned to lock him in the basement for a few days, thinking he might die, but she hadn't expected the damned brat to cling so stubbornly to life and still refuse to die.

Feng Yunxiao silently wiped away his tears and continued eating with his head down. Xu Qingxia snorted coldly and turned to leave. Just then, Feng Canghai returned to the Feng Family home and went straight to the dining room. Seeing Feng Yunxiao eating, he fixed him with an icy gaze. "Eat faster. Don't hold up your brother's operation."

Feng Yunxiao said nothing and simply ate faster. Feng Canghai sat to one side, watching him with a complicated look in his eyes. Suddenly, a ringing phone broke the oppressive atmosphere. Feng Canghai answered it, and after hearing the news, he immediately clenched his fist.

After hanging up, Feng Canghai sat in his chair. Xu Qingxia hurried forward to ask what was wrong, but Feng Canghai said coldly, "Don't ask about things that are none of your business." After his rebuke, Xu Qingxia could only retreat.

Feng Canghai went into the study and shut the door, then picked up his phone and made a call. A man's voice came from the phone.

The man teased, "What is it, Boss Feng? You have another job for us, don't you? What is it this time? I can work out a price."

Feng Canghai said angrily, "Didn't you say Fu Yanzhi was dead? Why is he still alive and well? Why is he in the hospital now? Is this how you kill people?"

The man asked, somewhat incredulous, "Are you sure he's still alive? How is that possible? He was beaten half to death, his hands and feet were tied, and he was in the fire. How did he escape? Did he use a cheat?"

Feng Canghai said coldly, "I don't care how he escaped. All I want is for him to die. You've already taken the money, so take care of him immediately."

The man said, "All right, Boss Feng, don't worry. We at the Black Dragon Way provide after-sales service." He continued, "Boss Feng, though, you'll have to pay extra for this follow-up."

Feng Canghai said through gritted teeth, "Fine. As long as he dies, money is no problem."

After hanging up, Feng Canghai paced around the study, agitated. He knew full well that if Fu Yanzhi remained alive, he would be a huge threat to him.