The Eighth Year After the Fake Young Master’s Death

On his eighteenth birthday, Xia Xi learned that he was just a fake young master who had taken someone else's place.

Xia Xi was stupid, spoiled, and good for nothing. His looks were his only redeeming quality, and he was a beta with no pheromones.

The whole city of A was waiting for him to fall into disgrace so they could laugh at him.

Xia Xi didn't care. When people bullied him, he still yelled as he always had that he would get his older brother to stand up for him, like a little cat baring its claws.

Hearing Xia Xi say that, everyone else laughed scornfully.

The eldest son of the Xia family, Xia Yuchuan, was composed and aloof, a promising young man praised by everyone in the rich-kid circle as the perfect heir to the family.

The idea that Xia Yuchuan would fly into a rage for a fake young master was pure fantasy.

Xia Xi was stupid, but for once he was clever enough to understand from their laughter that his brother would never come to his defense again.

He lowered his eyes and drank the liquor they forced on him.

His body grew hot, and his thighs became damp and sticky. Xia Xi's mind quickly grew hazy, and he felt so awful he wished he could pass out.

The day after Xia Xi's eighteenth birthday, he disappeared from a cruise ship.

When he opened his eyes again, he had transmigrated eight years into the future.

He found a job at a convenience store, then rented a cheap room in a shared apartment nearby.

The Xia Xi of the past had been spoiled and lazy, the most pampered young master in all of City A.

Now he wore a convenience-store uniform and cheap sneakers, and couldn't even bring himself to buy a discounted box of sugar mandarins close to their sell-by date.

Worse still, after fainting from exhaustion one day, he discovered that he was pregnant with a child whose father he didn't know.

Holding his test results, he wandered out of the hospital, wondering where he could get the money for an abortion, when a group of tall, burly bodyguards blocked his way.

Then a Bentley pulled up. The door opened, and a tall, slender alpha with a distant air stepped out.

He had an extraordinary presence and a handsome face that seemed both familiar and unfamiliar.

The man stared fixedly at Xia Xi's face for a long time. Only when he seemed certain that the person before him was real did he seize Xia Xi by the wrist.

"Xiaoxi, come home with me."

The next time Xia Yuchuan saw Xia Xi, he almost thought he had finally gone mad.

The youth before him was just as young and full of life as he was in his memories, as if a merciful ghost had returned to the world of the living to let him see him one more time.

*

Employees at the Xia Group had recently noticed that whenever the CEO came to work, a beautiful youth who kept his head down and seemed afraid to be seen was always by his side.

Whenever they were together, Mr. Xia would hold his hand, never taking his eyes off him, as if the youth would vanish if he let go or looked away.

The youth was young, looking only sixteen or seventeen. Some said he was Mr. Xia's nephew. Others said he looked a lot like the fake young master of the Xia family who had died on a cruise ship, and that Mr. Xia was sponsoring the poor student because they were fated to meet.

After the fake young master of the Xia family disappeared from the cruise ship, everyone knew what it meant, except Xia Yuchuan.

He had taken revenge on everyone aboard that cruise ship as if he were mad, even his biological younger brother, who had only just been found.

Because of a text inviting Xia Xi onto the deck and a tampered railing, he was ready to send his own brother to prison.

Over the course of eight years, Xia Yuchuan had changed so much that he was almost unrecognizable from the gentle, composed, and aloof man he used to be.

Friends who knew him well discovered that Xia Yuchuan, who had never believed in gods or spirits, had begun praying and seeking guidance. He often sat motionless by the sea for an entire night.

Once, in a daze, he even walked into the ocean, saying he wanted to meet his dead wife there.

*Reader's guide:

1. One-on-one, the seme is sexually inexperienced. The uke had a fiance, but never liked him. They only ever held hands, and the child is the seme's.

2. The uke is an adult when they become a couple, and they are not registered in the same household.

3. The age gap before he transmigrates is four years.

4. Extras don't count toward the subscription rate. Even if you don't subscribe to the extras, there'll be a complete-subscription badge after the main story is finished. Thanks for supporting the novel. If you can, please leave me a five-star rating! (bows deeply)

Theme: Lovers will find their way to each other