Chapter Twenty

Luo Fancheng remained silent, so Chen Xingfan continued, “Looks like the allowance my sister’s been giving you lately is more than enough. You even have enough to keep a mistress outside.” Then, with a face full of grievance, Chen Xingfan looked toward Chen Xingxin:

“Sis, you can’t just look after this useless live-in son-in-law. You should give your own brother a bit more allowance too.”

Chen Xingxin was utterly speechless; she hadn’t expected her brother to become more and more outrageous with each passing day.

As Chen Xingxin and Luo Fancheng stayed quiet, Tang Doudou, who was standing nearby, suddenly interjected, “Not saying anything? Is that because you’re both feeling guilty? Who was it that said one of you is keeping a mistress outside, and the other is spending the family’s money on a good-for-nothing?”

Bang!

Chen Xingxin slammed her fist hard on the table.

“You’re an outsider—what right do you have to comment on the Chen family’s affairs?”

Tang Doudou panicked and instantly put on a pitiful expression.

Chen Xingfan, unwilling to back down, retorted, “What do you mean, outsider? Doudou’s about to marry me and become part of the Chen family. Sis, I can’t believe you’re scolding your own family for the sake of an outsider. Is that how a sister should act?”

“That’s right, that’s right, Doudou will be family soon. Xingxing, you too—what kind of sister acts like this?” Wu Mei chimed in immediately.

Tang Doudou dabbed at her eyes, looking as if she’d been terribly wronged. “Sister Xingxing doesn’t treat me as one of her own. It seems I haven’t done enough to earn your approval.”

Chen Xingxin was at a loss.

What is going on here?

Is this somehow my fault?

Tang Doudou continued, “I’ll try to do better from now on. I hope one day I can earn your approval, Sister Xingxing.”

At those words, Luo Fancheng felt exasperated as well.

How could there be people so shameless in this world?

“Do you even have any sense of shame? Could you try having some dignity?” Chen Xingxin snapped.

Wu Mei slammed her hand on the table. “Chen Xingxin, is that any way to talk? Doudou’s going to marry into the family soon, so why are you being so aggressive with her? Did she say anything wrong? If she did, you should point it out!”

Chen Kangjian chimed in as well, “I don’t think Doudou said anything wrong either. You’ve been giving Luo Fancheng a lot of allowance lately. Otherwise, how would he know the owner of Peach Garden Restaurant?”

Jealousy flickered in Chen Xingfan’s eyes. “The owner of Peach Garden Restaurant? I’ve never even been to such a fancy place, but this useless guy has? Sis, you’re clearly playing favorites!”

Chen Xingxin was at her wit’s end, and behind her, Luo Fancheng finally spoke. “I’ve been in your Chen family for two years and haven’t seen a penny. And now you claim I get lots of allowance?”

Chen Xingfan looked incredulous. “Stop pretending, you loser! My sister definitely gives you money. Otherwise, how could you afford to keep a mistress?”

Wu Mei pondered for a moment and then said,

“Maybe you should just get a divorce. Our family can find you someone rich—anyone would be better than this useless man.”

Chen Xingxin replied firmly, “I’ve said it before—I won’t get a divorce. If you want someone rich, go marry one yourself.”

Just then, Tang Doudou’s eyes sparkled with an idea. “You know, all the Chen family’s money has been in Sister Xingxin’s hands for so long. We have no idea how much she’s been giving this useless man. Why not let Xingfan manage the family accounts instead?”

Wu Mei quickly agreed, “I think the money should be kept with me.”

Chen Kangjian, not wanting to be left out, immediately said, “I’m the real head of the family. The money should be managed by me.”

Luo Fancheng was speechless.

So, after all these years, this is what they really think?

Chen Xingxin shouted, “And why should any of you manage it? The family’s income all comes from me and Luo Fancheng. What right do you have to control it?”

“Why? Because I’m your mother,” Wu Mei retorted, refusing to back down.

Chen Kangjian was just as stubborn. “I’m the head of the family. If I don’t manage the money, who should?”

When Chen Xingfan still didn’t speak, Tang Doudou added, “Uncle, Auntie, you’re getting older. It’s time for our Xingfan to take care of the family finances.”

Chen Xingxin turned to her brother. “You do nothing all day, loaf around like a thug, and you don’t even have your own money. What makes you qualified to manage it?”

Then she looked to Wu Mei and Chen Kangjian. “Every month, I’m the one who gives you all your allowance. What right do you have to control my money?”

Chen Xingfan immediately protested, “You’re my sister—so why is my allowance less than this loser’s? I’m your real brother!”

Chen Xingxin replied, “He’s your brother-in-law, my husband. It’s my money—I can give it to whoever I want. Is there a problem?”

Wu Mei, still dissatisfied, pointed at Luo Fancheng. “No way. Why are you giving him allowance? Ours is so little, and you still give him more?”

“Mom, he’s still my husband, no matter what. What’s wrong with giving him money? I earn it myself—can’t I give my own husband what I want?”

Chen Kangjian slammed the table in anger and shouted, “Chen Xingxin, listen to me: if you dare give that useless man any more allowance, then you have to hand over all the family’s money for me to manage!”

Wu Mei immediately turned on Chen Kangjian, cursing him furiously.

“Chen, you can’t be in charge of the money either. We haven’t even settled the matter of you fooling around with that homewrecker outside.”

Chen Kangjian was furious, his temper ignited by her words. “Fine, let’s just get divorced. After the divorce, Xingxing will stay with me, and Xinran and Xingfan will go with you.”

Wu Mei, not to be outdone, retorted, “Divorce? Dream on, Chen! There’s no way I’ll ever divorce you in this lifetime. And as for you and that homewrecker—never!”

Chen Xingxin and Luo Fancheng were both left speechless. The three before them had managed to shatter their worldview yet again.

After a few minutes of chaos, the room finally quieted down. Chen Xingxin glanced at the comments streaming through her live broadcast room.

“The streamer’s husband is so handsome, yet they call him useless?”

“This little sister-in-law is so ugly. Ugly people really do cause the most trouble. (Dog emoji to keep safe.)”

“That mother-in-law is really something else.”

“Did the father-in-law approve of that last comment? He should be included too.”

“The streamer’s brother is the real loser. Where does he get the nerve to insult others?”

“What a bizarre family. It seems like only the streamer and her husband are normal.”

“This must be scripted!”

“+1”

…

Reading the barrage of comments, Chen Xingxin realized she had nothing more to say, so she quickly bid her viewers farewell and ended the stream.

Soon after, a new wave of trending topics shot to the top of Foxya’s hot search list.

Trending Topic 1: Is the family feud of the wheelchair streamer real or fake?
Trending Topic 2: This family really stops at nothing for money.
Trending Topic 3: Do these people deserve to be called parents?

…

The next morning, Luo Fancheng left home early.

Back during his days at the Hall of the Kunlun Medical Immortals, he’d always had the habit of rising before dawn.

It was still only six in the morning when Luo Fancheng found himself sitting in a small breakfast shop by the roadside, enjoying his meal.

Just as he was savoring his breakfast, a loud crash suddenly sounded from behind him.

Boom—