VOLUME 3 EXTREMELY WELL-OFF

Chapter 83

That night, the scene of Shen Mofeng forcefully climbing over Ye Chen’s courtyard wall was still captured by someone.

At that time, his lordship was in a fit of temper, careless and reckless, making such a racket that it was impossible for even the paparazzi—who would have loved to strip the artist down to his underwear—to not catch wind of it, let alone innocent bystanders.

The next day, the drama surrounding the rising star Ye Chen exploded on Weibo, sparking a wave of traffic frenzy—

#Ye Chen’s Glamorous Comeback Hits Another Waterloo^[1]Defeat [doge]#

#Ye Chen’s Pig Chase Video#

#Ye Chen’s Fate Is Bound to Pigs#

There were countless GIFs and video clips from the second episode of *Leisurely Holiday*, featuring Ye Chen being played with by piglets at the pig farm…

In the video, Ye Chen was kneeling on one knee by the bathtub, humbly massaging the tender piglet hooves in the tub and flattering the piglets: “Look at your plump figure. Even without cutting you open, I know you’re definitely a three-layered pork belly. So beautiful…”

【Hahaha, Chen Chen is way too humble!】

【1 minute 14 seconds, Shen Mofeng’s expression when he glares at that pig killed me, hahaha, stew it to get revenge for your little friend!】

【Production team: This is our staff member; don’t stew it.】

【Didi^[2]Younger brother. Male younger than oneself is really miserable. After establishing his all-around image in the last episode, he’s now crying in the pigsty…】

【Chen Chen: Last season, the pig chased me; this season, I chase the pig. We’re even, okay?】

【Even? That’s making me laugh to death.】

The FengYe CP’s super topic was filled with their interactions, so much so that they couldn’t analyze it all; it was raining sugar. The two hottest scenes were: Ye Chen showcasing his skills in the kitchen, with a female artist’s appetite surpassing that of the male artists. Gu Youyou teasingly told Ye Chen not to find a girlfriend or he’d be eaten poor, while Shen Mofeng fanned the flames, suggesting Ye Chen find a boyfriend and even calling himself a boy; and the next morning in the car, Ye Chen, who was looking haggard from lack of sleep, was being lectured by Shen Mofeng not to play on his phone too late, while dozing against Shen Mofeng’s shoulder.

【‘I’m a boy,’ ah, I’m dead.】

【Chen Chen is so disappointing! His face is as red as it can be!】

【Not sleeping well is definitely not because of playing on the phone. When Shen Mofeng brought up the phone issue, Ye Chen clearly hesitated to say something…】

【Dangerous statement: Actually, not only did I not play on my phone, but I also got played.】

【Wuwuwu! Chen Chen sleeping on Feng Ge’s shoulder is so cute! I can’t bear to marry him off!】

…

Various marketing accounts also jumped on the bandwagon, teasing that Shen Mofeng and Ye Chen’s CP fans were celebrating the New Year.

The reaction from FengYe girls to such comments was one of haughty laughter.

After all, the fans mirror their idols!

【Daily New Year task (1/1 completed)】

【Just the daily routine of celebrating the New Year for 365 days.”

【Our FengYe girls are well-off; we just lie back and let the candy drop into our mouths.】

Ye Chen’s Weibo was fairly conventional, mostly posting selfies and program updates, with maybe a polite response to Shen Mofeng’s ostentatious posts. Shen Mofeng, on the other hand, was much more active, often posting every few days.

Shen Mofeng v: It’s winter now; my throat is dry. My friend made me some autumn pear syrup. Ye Chen

—Attached was a photo of a large bottle of autumn pear syrup, with a red label.

Shen Mofeng v: March has significant temperature differences, making it easy to catch a cold. My friend made me some autumn pear syrup. (It’s a different bottle)

—Another photo of autumn pear syrup, this time with a blue label.

Shen Mofeng v: April has arrived… No particular reason, just that my friend made me some autumn pear syrup. (It’s the third bottle)

—Now it had an orange label.

Shen Mofeng v: Afraid it will expire, so I’m drinking three cups a day.

Shen Mofeng v: …Can’t drink anymore.

After five Weibo posts, the three bottles of autumn pear syrup had finally completed a wave of showing off.

Next…

Shen Mofeng v: Handmade pillow, very comfortable. Ye Chen

—Attached was a plain white pillow.

A passer-by troll^[3]Gang Jing – internet term for an argumentative person casually commented, “Emmm, is such an ordinary pillow really worth a post??? [shrug][confused]”

Young Master Shen, with his keen eye, quickly spotted this heart thief among the crowd.

Shen Mofeng v replied to the comment: Does it concern you?

The troll had their comment deleted and was blocked, resulting in a three-day ban from commenting, during which they angrily vented on their own Weibo.

…

“It shouldn’t be a filter; Feng Ge really gives me the feeling that he almost wants to announce to the world every minute. Then everyone, from the boss of Hong Rui to the assistants, including the assistant from Chen Chen’s side, is all trying to hold him back. But as soon as the opportunity arises…”

“He’ll run out naked and shout!”

“Yes, yes, yes! Thank you, sisters, for accurately describing my feelings!”

“Hahahahaha! I imagined that scene and laughed so hard my neighbors called the police!”

…

The internet was filled with joyful discussions about reality shows and sugar (couple) moments, while the shocking incident of Shen Mofeng breaking into a private residence went largely unnoticed.

First, the news was too explosive. Second, Shen Mofeng’s outburst defied the basic rules of the entertainment industry; the informant had to tread carefully. Otherwise, if they provoked Shen Mofeng into a fit, they wouldn’t know whether the explosive popularity or the backlash would come first. As a result, this careful consideration led to silence, and before the news could even break, it was swiftly and decisively suppressed.

As Shen Mofeng’s manager, other business abilities could be overlooked, but the standard for cleaning up after him had to be top-notch in the industry.

…

Nighttime.

A van slowly drove into the alley, stopping in front of the courtyard.

Once the vehicle was parked, the courtyard door opened slowly and silently, and several assistants got out, each carrying items into the courtyard.

Shen Mofeng, fully equipped, flashed his tall figure and disappeared inside the door.

Bags of urea and organic fertilizer, bundles of crop seedlings and small trees, barrels of diesel for tractors, and boxes of expensive men’s grooming products were passed around among Shen Mofeng’s diligent and brave assistants.

The procurement assistant was in charge of moving items, while Xiao He, in a daze, flipped through the itinerary book, unscrewing the cap of a water-based pen to confirm completed tasks one by one.

Ordered a nitro tractor from the Lamborghini showroom. *Note: Expected to pick up the car next month; added to May’s to-do list. √

Ordered an allum3-25 excavator from the Iron Armor Machinery Network. *Note: Mining bucket. √

Hired three customer service and shipping staff for the online store. √

Procured fertilizers, diesel, crop seedlings, and skincare products; the list is as follows:… √

Looked for a site for a large processing plant in the nearby rural county or sought existing factory transfer options. (To-do)

…

After confirming everything, Xiao He closed the itinerary book, his mind blank: “…”

Am I really… a star’s assistant?

After mingling in the industry for so long, he had seen many who threw money around, but he had never encountered someone who spent money so uniquely.

Shen Mofeng: “You can go back; come pick me up at seven tomorrow morning.”

Xiao He suppressed his impulse to gossip anonymously on forums and calmly replied, “Alright, Shen Ge.”

Shen Mofeng sent him a big red envelope of 8888 on WeChat, with a note that said: Thank you for your hard work.

Xiao He: “Thank you, boss!”

I really can’t understand you rich people at all!

…

In the Mountains and Seas Realm, the eight-wheel remnant suns had recently entered a period of polar day, seemingly floating without any particular pattern high in the sky. It was already past 8 p.m., yet the sunlight was as strong as it usually would be around two or three in the afternoon.

A heavy wind swept through the tree branches, causing the vast fields of ripe crops to ripple like green waves, partially obscuring a brand-new Dongfanghong tractor. Its red paint was strikingly vivid and gleaming clean, with sharp lines and edges reflecting light as the machine moved forward. The oversized tires were heavy and solid, making the tractor appear more imposing and cool than rustic from a distance.

Ye Chen sat in the driver’s seat, while Bai Ze stood outside holding the user manual, patiently instructing him on how to operate the tractor.

As a divine beast that understood all things in heaven and earth, learning how to operate a tractor and then teaching someone else was naturally no problem for Bai Ze.

“This main gearshift lever needs to be in neutral,” Bai Ze’s slender fingers pointed to each piece of equipment in the cabin. His voice was calm and gentle, not loud but every word was clear and easy to understand. His divine power could temporarily boost the listener’s focus, memory, and comprehension, assisting with learning. “The differential lock and front-drive switch should be in the disengaged position…”

Ye Chen listened attentively to Bai Ze’s lesson, his intelligence joyfully increasing +1, +1…

Shen Mofeng, accompanied by a few divine beasts carrying farming tools, walked over from afar, intending to observe his boyfriend’s first tractor lesson.

The sun was scorching, but Ye Chen, absorbed in the joy of his new machine, had his face flushed red from the heat. Normally, such a flush would make someone look unsightly, but on Ye Chen, it only made him look cuter.

Like that… what was it… a little worker in its original form. Shen Mofeng thought as he walked over, gently brushing his fingers across Ye Chen’s warm cheek.

Seeing Shen Mofeng approach, Bai Ze paused his teaching.

“Ge,” Ye Chen, dressed in a navy-blue work jacket, tugged at the cuff of Shen Mofeng’s tailored sleeve, his voice rising with excitement as he stroked the steering wheel. “Look at how perfect this red paint is! Isn’t it amazing?”

“It looks great,” Shen Mofeng smiled, placing a Dior sun hat on Ye Chen’s head and tossing him a tube of sunscreen. “Eight suns in the sky… and you’re just baking out here like this.”

“I’m used to it,” Ye Chen, flattered, adjusted the hat that cost over 2,000 yuan and sat up straight. “I can handle the sun.”

The small tube of sunscreen Shen Mofeng threw over cost 700 yuan. It wasn’t really necessary, but it was just his spending habit at that price range, and his assistant followed suit, always picking the expensive stuff. Ye Chen, used to being frugal, felt he couldn’t afford to be wasteful and instinctively squeezed out just a tiny amount.

“…” Shen Mofeng sighed lightly, taking the sunscreen from him. He squeezed a generous strip onto the backs of Ye Chen’s exposed hands and both sides of his face, saying, “If you don’t apply enough, it won’t work.”

Ye Chen braced himself, applying the luxurious sunscreen, wearing a stylish sun hat, and learning to drive the tractor.

He wasn’t a farmer, he was a farm boy.

After the two finished being lovey-dovey, Bai Ze resumed the lesson. Shen Mofeng listened on the side, appearing as if he understood everything, but in reality, it was all flying over his head. Terms like this plowing or that plowing hit his blind spots immediately, and even with Bai Ze explaining, it was giving him a headache… On the other hand, Ye Chen quickly grasped the farming concepts. He nodded obediently to everything Bai Ze said, even muttering as he counted on his fingers, “For plowing, use low gear 4 or mid gears 1, 2, 3; for rotary tilling, use low gears 1, 2, 3; for sowing, use mid gears 1, 2, 3…”

Bai Ze naturally liked students who picked up things quickly and gently said, “You don’t need to memorize these right away. The more you use them, the more familiar they’ll become.”

Ye Chen proudly replied, “I’ve already memorized them all. Once you understand the principles, it’s easy to remember.”

Then, following the steps meticulously, Ye Chen started the tractor. The machine roared to life, slowly crawling across the empty ground.

Bai Ze adjusted his monocle elegantly and followed along the side of the tractor, testing his new student like a driving instructor. He called out loudly, “Try making a turn. The key to turning is…”

Amid the rumbling sounds of the engine, Ye Chen’s clear young voice struggled to pierce through the cabin, “Turn early, steer slowly! Less steering, less correcting!”

That was just too cute… Shen Mofeng watched from a distance, smiling to himself.

The tractor had driven far away.

In the strawberry planting area separated by a few rows of land from Shen Mofeng, several divine beast babies were picking freshly ripened spirit cream strawberries, which was their task for the day.

The babies wore children’s aprons to keep their clothes clean while they worked, and their short arms, resembling lotus stems, each carried a small bamboo basket. Some baskets were half-full, while others barely had a few berries. The aprons, however, were drenched in juice, with large and small splotches of red and pink… They had certainly picked plenty but had eaten most of it.

Ye Chen was focused on learning to drive the tractor, while Shen Mofeng had nothing to do and strolled toward the babies. Visually, he resembled a handsome, idle man renowned in the village for relying on his wife to work in the fields to support him!

“Feng Feng Gege!” the divine beast babies said vaguely.

Pu Lu Cub’s cheeks were puffed up with strawberries, looking a bit anxious; Hou Cub chewed a few times, swallowed with a gulp, and acted as if nothing happened; Hundun Cub overestimated its capacity, stuffing its mouth with cream strawberries and letting juice run down its chin, then simply wiped its mouth, making it disappear.

Shen Mofeng chuckled, “Eat your fill; you don’t have to mind me.”

He wasn’t particularly fond of children, but these divine beast babies were cute and well-behaved, each soft and lively, making even those who didn’t like kids feel a fondness for them.

“Who can lend me a basket?” Shen Mofeng asked.

“I… can…” Xuanwu Cub, who was closest to him, handed over a basket.

The basket was so clean that not even a single strawberry seed was inside. Shen Mofeng took it, speechless: “…”

This was quite an obvious case of sneaking snacks.

Squatting between the rows, Shen Mofeng picked strawberries and casually asked, “Are there any bugs or earthworms in this field?”

“None at all,” Hou Cub explained. “It’s different inside than outside; as long as Chen Chen Gege doesn’t bring bugs in from outside, there won’t be any bugs in the field.”

Shen Mofeng replied, “Okay.”

“Is Feng Feng Gege afraid of bugs and earthworms?” Hou Cub rested its chin on its hand.

“Not really,” Shen Mofeng lightly scoffed, “Just asking.”

Hou Cub blinked, sweetly explaining to Feng Feng Gege: “Chen Chen Gege said that earthworms are ‘ecological system engineers.’ Even though they look ugly, they can loosen the soil, helping crops absorb water and nutrients better, making it easier for farmer uncles and farmer big brothers. We don’t need to be afraid of them…”

Shen Mofeng rolled up his sleeves and picked strawberries, half-listening to the kids’ innocent chatter. He responded absentmindedly, “Hmm, oh, I see…”

Hou Cub continued, “So, Chen Chen Gege said that next time it rains outside, he’ll bring in a basin to improve the ecological environment.”

Shen Mofeng was at a loss for words: “…”

Hou Cub poked Shen Mofeng’s forearm, “Feng Feng Gege, why do you have goosebumps? Are you cold?”

Shen Mofeng straightened up and focused his ears.

The thoughts of the other divine beast babies—

Feng Feng Gege is cold.

I’m dying of heat.

Should I help Gege get some clothes… Will Chen Chen Gege’s clothes fit him?

Hou Cub’s thoughts—

Hehe, Feng Feng Gege is so timid, hehe, still acting tough; it’s so much fun! I’ll tell Chen Chen Gege…

“Tsk.” Shen Mofeng tugged at Hou Cub’s rabbit ears, “I can hear you.”

This little rascal, the cutest and most sensible-looking one, was also the most mischievous.

Just like Ye Chen!

“Ah!” Hou Cub was startled and quickly pulled back its rabbit ears to cover them, “I forgot!”

The scheming Military Strategist Hou  made another slip and hurried to the farthest row of strawberries from Shen Mofeng to pick strawberries.

Shen Mofeng filled a basket with cream strawberries and took a photo.

The author has something to say:

The second episode of the reality show has aired~
The CP fans have seen through Shen Ge’s impatience…【doge】

The Lamborghini is quite impressive; reserving it for a month seems reasonable. The Dongfanghong is also very beautiful, and Chen Chen will be so happy driving the Dongfanghong first! ╰(°▽°)╯ From rough farming to refined farming, with Shen Ge pampering him in the future!

Xiao He’s daily task: Questioning life (1/1) completed.