The Fake Young Master Runs Off With a Baby, Ten Years Later

Gentle, domineering older man with a fatherly air, the real young master x frail, pampered, adorable fake young master | 10-year age gap

Ruan Yaoxing had just slept with his butler, the older brother who had always looked after him, when he learned that he was the fake young master and that his butler brother was the real one.

In a fit of anger, he ran away from home. That very night, he was stabbed to death.

When he woke again, he was still in the alley where the accident had happened.

In the gloomy, dimly lit alley, surrounded by darkness and a foul stench, Ruan Yaoxing crouched on the ground. He had no idea how much time had passed.

A blinding pair of headlights shone on him. A man strode over and suddenly scooped Ruan Yaoxing up.

“Xingxing?” The familiar voice trembled. Two strong hands clasped tightly around Ruan Yaoxing’s waist.

Ruan Yaoxing instinctively threw himself into the man’s arms, crying as he hit him. “Why did you take so long to come find me!”

“Do you think I stole the life that should have been yours?”

“Do you think I was going to frame you and hurt you...”

No, no. He really hadn’t meant to do anything.

Ruan Yaoxing might be a little spoiled and a little showy, but he wasn’t a bad kid.

The man held Ruan Yaoxing by the shoulders, overwhelmed with the feeling of having found him again, and kissed his forehead.

“Xingxing... Your brother’s here to take you home. Shall we go home?”

No matter what his status was, Ruan Yaoxing would always be the apple of his eye, the love of his life, the rib he had lost for ten years.

*

Ruan Yaoxing never expected that being stabbed would send him ten years into the future.

His former butler brother had been gentle and kind. He would prepare clothes and snacks for him, and stroll through S City in the sunshine while holding his little hand.

But Jiang Yufeng was now the biological son of the Ruan family. He had held power for ten years and turned the once precarious Ruan family into the most powerful family in the Donghua District.

Looking at the man, now tall and long-legged, gentle and refined, Ruan Yaoxing blushed and curled his toes.

“Bro... Young Master.”

Ruan Yaoxing no longer dared to order Jiang Yufeng around and make him wait on him like before.

He grew quiet and timid, living in Jiang Yufeng’s protective shadow, constantly on edge.

But Jiang Yufeng was still just as gentle. He gave him a place to stay and money, letting him live as happily as before.

What Ruan Yaoxing didn’t see was the increasingly crazed look beneath Jiang Yufeng’s gentle facade.

The control became increasingly suffocating, the contact increasingly constant.

He had to report every time he went out, kiss his brother before coming home, and let his brother hold him and check him over before bed...

Ruan Yaoxing couldn’t take it anymore. He smashed everything in sight. “You’re keeping me prisoner! I need my freedom!”

“You only need your brother.” Even as Jiang Yufeng was struck and began to bleed, he wouldn’t let go. He held Ruan Yaoxing tightly, frantic and obsessive. “Your brother is your whole world, your home! Love me, love me, my good boy. I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Your brother will never lose you again. Your brother will stay with you forever, ”

*

Ruan Yaoxing got pregnant. He couldn’t believe he and his brother really had a child together.

Later, Ruan Yaoxing lay drowsily in a rocking chair, his belly swollen with the baby.

Jiang Yufeng slowly massaged his aching thighs. As he went on, his hands wandered elsewhere.

Ruan Yaoxing threw a pillow at him again and yelled, “Jiang Yufeng, you sick pervert! The baby’s right here! Aaaah!”

Theme: Be independent and self-reliant