Since the places his mother frequented were homes of the ultra-wealthy, they hardly noticed a few missing items. Over time, this allowed her family to live quite comfortably.
After working at this villa for a while, she realised no one had visited in an entire year, except her. Perhaps emboldened by her past petty thefts in other homes, she grew daring. Reasoning that the rich often own too many properties to keep track of, she invited her son and his family to move into the luxurious villa.
They’d been living there for over three years, undetected. Occasionally, intruders stumbled in, but Feng Weicai scared them off by aggressively claiming ownership.
Seeing Xu Fei, Feng Weicai assumed he’d be another easy mark to intimidate. But he was dead wrong—this time, he was facing the manor’s true owner.
Hearing Feng Weicai threaten to call security, Xu Fei smirked. “Call security, eh? Go on then! I’d love to know why someone else is living in my house!”
Feng Weicai’s heart sank, though he tried to maintain a bold front. “What? Your house? This is my house! I’ve lived here for over three years! If you don’t believe me, I’ll go get proof!”
With that, he stormed back inside, slamming the door, leaving Xu Fei and his family at the entrance.
Lin Qingxue, unsure what to make of it, tentatively asked, “Darling, could your friend have made a mistake or played a joke? Or did we come to the wrong place?”
Xu Fei, sensing her worry, patted her shoulder reassuringly. “Don’t fret. This guy’s clearly squatting here, pretending to be the owner. I’ll sort him out soon enough.”
Meanwhile, inside the villa, chaos erupted. Feng Weicai burst in, shouting, “Mum! Wife! Pack your things, we’ve got to go—this place is done for!”
At his words, two women hurried out of the bedrooms. One, an older woman with greying hair and faded looks, was clearly Feng Weicai’s mother. The other, a young woman with a trendy, influencer-style face, still wearing a face mask, looked confused and panicked. “Can’t stay? Why not, darling? This was our wedding home! I’m not going anywhere!”
This woman had been lured by Feng Weicai’s false claim to the villa. And she wasn’t the only one deceived. After posting photos of himself in the villa, Feng Weicai set up a shell company, styling himself as a big-shot boss. With this façade, he’d thrived in shady business circles, mingling with those eager to be dazzled.
To this day, his wife believed he was a successful company boss. Even his mother, a cleaner, was spun as someone “experiencing life” for the sake of appearances.
In the past, Feng Weicai would’ve calmly sweet-talked his wife to keep her happy. But now, with the real owner at the door, he had no energy for excuses. Throwing caution to the wind, he blurted out…
