Chapter 2 Am I a Rich Second Generation?

From school to home was just an hour's train ride plus a ten-minute taxi ride, and usually, Fang Jueyu just took a nap to get through this dull journey; but this time, he kept thinking about something.

This morning, Cao Lan said something strange. It seemed that in all these years, she had never spoken to Fang Jueyu in such a serious tone. Was there something wrong at home?

But it shouldn't be. Fang Jueyu had no relatives besides his parents. Whether grandparents or maternal grandparents, he had not seen them since he could remember. In his mind, they should have passed away long ago.

As for the family's financial situation? This had been a question that puzzled Fang Jueyu for twenty years. He never saw his parents go to work, and he didn't even know what jobs they did.

Although he couldn't say they were extremely wealthy, the family had never worried about money. Fang Jueyu had no idea where the family's money came from.

He had a vague feeling that this time when Cao Lan called him back to say she had something to tell him, it might unveil the questions buried in his heart for years.

"Son, over here!" As soon as he stepped out of the station, Fang Jueyu saw his father waving at him. But even though Fang Huai was his dad, even if he told others that they were brothers, no one would doubt it.

Not only that, Fang Huai was taller and more handsome than Fang Jueyu. Sometimes Fang Jueyu even suspected his parents were some kind of immortal monsters, but he had no evidence for that.

"Huh? Dad? Did you buy a car?" Fang Jueyu was surprised to see the Porsche Cayenne next to Fang Huai. Although he didn't know much about cars, with the equipment, it must cost over a million. When did his family have so much money?

"What's the big deal? It's just a small, lousy car," Fang Huai casually picked up Fang Jueyu's dozens of pounds heavy luggage with one hand and put it in the trunk, "Get in the car!"

Fang Jueyu walked to the car, bewildered, feeling like everything was unreal. A Porsche was called a lousy car?

They lived in an ordinary neighborhood, with a house no more than eighty or ninety square meters, as ordinary as it could be, but he suddenly felt that his family was far from being as simple as he had imagined.

Upon returning home, the rich aroma of the dishes made Fang Jueyu's taste buds blossom. Cao Lan had already prepared dinner for their return.

"Wife, your cooking has improved!" Fang Huai grinned and kissed Cao Lan. The old couple was still so lovey-dovey every day, making Fang Jueyu roll his white eyes in response to the earlier shock.

But Cao Lan's cooking was indeed great. Fang Jueyu devoured it. Compared to this, the popular meals in the school cafeteria were nothing more than pig slop.

"Eat more, this might be the last time your parents eat with you," Cao Lan suddenly gazed at Fang Jueyu with reluctant eyes.

"The last time?" Fang Jueyu was stunned, putting down his chopsticks, "What does that mean?"

"Well," Fang Huai cleared his throat, "Son, you are twenty years old, and there are some things we ought to tell you. Let's go to the study."

Cao Lan and Fang Huai both headed to the study, and Fang Jueyu followed with a face full of curiosity.

The study was as neat as ever, but the only difference was a delicate little box on the table.

"Son, there are things we've kept from you for a long time, but we want you to grow up like a normal child, so much has not been told to you," Fang Huai said, "But we're planning to leave here, so before we go, you should know these things."

"Are you going to tell me you guys are some kind of monsters?" Fang Jueyu blurted out.

"What nonsense, you brat?" Fang Huai slapped Fang Jue on the head, "Your grandfather's news recently disappeared. Your mom and I plan to go to the last place he was seen, we're leaving first thing tomorrow morning!"

"My grandfather?" Fang Jueyu was stunned, "Wasn't he already dead?"

"Slap!" Another slap landed on his head, "Who told you your grandfather was dead? He's just not on Earth anymore. We've kept in touch, but recently we can't sense any news from him, so your mom and I are worried and plan to find him."

"Wha…what? Not on Earth?" Fang Jueyu felt his head go a bit fuzzy, wondering if his parents were on drugs and talking nonsense.

"Hmm... it might not be easy for you to accept," Cao Lan thought for a moment, "Let me put it like this: your dad and I, along with your grandparents, are not ordinary people."

"How extraordinary?"

"We live for a millennium, almost never age, and have unimaginable powers!"

"Hahaha, dad, mom, you two must have watched too many sci-fi movies, right?" Fang Jueyu laughed, it wasn't April Fool's Day today.

"Oh, silly child!" Cao Lan shook her head, "No wonder, when your grandfather told this to your dad back then, he nearly peed his pants!"

"Shut up, give me some face in front of the kid!" Fang Huai mumbled. He opened the box, revealing something that looked like a syringe, with unknown liquid flowing in it.

"This is a family heirloom passed down through generations for thousands of years. Once you inject this into your body, you'll know everything!"

"Oh, and if you miss us, quickly upgrade your privileges, then there'll be a way to contact us. Also, afraid you'll starve, we've transferred our family's assets, passed down for generations, to your name. You'll know everything eventually."

"Assets? How much do we have?" Fang Jueyu grinned, "By the way, dad, where did you get that car? Was it a rental?"

"Get lost!" Fang Huai knocked Fang Jueyu's head again, "I deposited some money in this card, spend it as you like. Our family money can't be spent out."

Fang Jueyu received the black bank card, noticing its unusual material and high-end design.

"With this card, you can enjoy VIP treatment in almost any large mall nationwide. Oh, and if you don't believe me, check how much money is inside!" Fang Huai gave a mysterious smile, "I've already linked the card to your phone!"

Fang Jueyu curiously entered the card number on the computer and initiated a balance inquiry.

A text message quickly arrived on his phone, and a long string of zeros made his mind buzz.

"Eight zeros! A full hundred million!"

"Thi…this can't be real, can it?" Fang Jueyu's face turned blank, "Dad...Mom...how much money does our family really have?"

Fang Huai and Cao Lan exchanged an innocent look, then showed helpless expressions: "We don't know either, many companies have our shares. Actually, the developer of this neighborhood is also our family's group. Anyway, in this world, there probably isn't anyone richer than us..."