After the Substitute Marriage, the Real Young Master Goes Viral in the World of Metaphysics

After clearing the escape game, Wei Qingling discovered that he was the real young master. After being brought back home, his mother and older brother treated him like a thief. His father was cold and heartless, wanting only to sell him for resources. His little brother, the fake young master, was a scheming green tea. In public, he was all "Brother, brother," acting incredibly concerned, but behind closed doors he was always up to something. Everyone in Shengjing's upper circles knew why the Wei family had brought back their real young master, Wei Qingling. He was meant to appease the resentment of Shen Yan Zhi, the son of the Shen family who had died two years ago. At the charity auction held to welcome Wei Qingling, the first item up for auction was a donation from the fake young master. Everyone turned to look at the real young master, curious to see what treasure the Wei family had prepared. But poor Wei Qingling was ignored by his entire family and could only produce a copper coin. He blew on it and called it a lucky coin. Who would believe that? No one believed him. They wondered if the Wei family's real young master had been driven mad by his family. Only the Shen and Wang families, and the young master of the Chen family, who had interacted with Wei Qingling, knew that the boy's belongings were never ordinary. Even an ordinary copper coin stopped being ordinary once it had passed through the boy's hands. Then something happened that left everyone dumbfounded. Shen Yan Zhi, the head of the Shen family, who had been dead for two years, appeared at the auction without a sound. With one decisive bid, a supposedly ordinary, worthless lucky coin sold for a million! Soon, word spread that the Wang family's young lady had been bewitched, and the Wang family's second young master possessed by a ghost. Wei Qingling had saved them both. The Lu family's young master had been plagued by a ghost infant, and Wei Qingling had dealt with that, too. People were skeptical. The one who felt top-heavy and couldn't walk had a ghost pressing down on his head. The one who couldn't stop binge-eating had been possessed by a starving ghost. We believe in science, but the end of science is the supernatural. With Wei Qingling on the case, every problem was solved. The person who felt top-heavy met Wei Qingling once, and by that very day was happily running, jumping, and playing basketball again. The binge eater met Wei Qingling once and immediately threw out a pile of junk food. "I'm going to lose weight! I'm going to exercise! I'm going to get back in shape!" Everyone agreed: whenever science couldn't solve a problem, they should hurry and find Mr. Wei. Bonus Scene 1: In the dim corridor of the auction house, Wei Qingling blocked Shen Yan Zhi, who had suddenly appeared. He was the person Wei Qingling was supposed to marry. That enticing scent filled the air once again. This is the powerful ghost I've been longing for. I finally found him. He moved closer and sniffed at the other's neck. So nice. He smells like honey and pomegranate... Does this guy change his scent every day? I suspect he's deliberately trying to seduce me, but I have no proof. Shen Yan Zhi looked at the boy blocking his way. He stepped back, and the boy immediately closed in, his gaze burning with open desire. Wei Qingling leaned close to the handsome young man and breathed into his ear. Seeing a flush spread across the other's ear, he chuckled and said, "I like you." Heat spread through Shen Yan Zhi's ear, and his heart inexplicably beat a little faster. Looking at the boy whose eyes were filled with nothing but him, he thought, I know you like me. You're just hungry, that's all... Bonus Scene 2: Years later, after Wei Qingling had peeled away the young man's many layers of defenses, he said, "Shen Yan Zhi, have you liked me for a long time? You went easy on me, too. Otherwise, how could I have been so lucky and cleared everything so easily?" Shen Yan Zhi: No. I didn't. You were just lucky. "I knew it. My Yan Zhi likes me best," Wei Qingling declared. Shen Yan Zhi: Fine, whatever makes you happy. A cold, aloof bottom who only loves his own puppy x a wolfish top who adores him Coming next: The Only Healer in the Galaxy (Transmigrate into a Book). Add it to your library if you're interested. Shan Ye, who died saving all of humanity during the apocalypse, transmigrated into a book. He was the story's evil, minor cannon-fodder character, the kind who dies miserably after only a few episodes. The little villain tried to seduce the genius healer's older brother's fiance, but only shot himself in the foot. He ended up offering himself to his brother's fiance's guard... Shan Ye tilted his head back to look at the sky. There's no way I'm going to be cannon fodder. Turning the tide is a must. What do you mean, an evil little cannon-fodder? It's obviously the evil older brother, evil stepmother, and an evil whole family. The little cannon fodder seduces the fiance? What a load of crap. They drugged him and threw him to the guard to be abused. Shan Ye laughed. Dream on. Shan Ye, who had killed gods and Buddhas alike in the apocalypse, grabbed the drugged wine, forced the guard to drink it, and then turned around and tossed him at the evil older brother's fiance. With his enchanting eyes rimmed in red, Shan Ye watched the two roll together, watched the guard open a certain back door on the evil older brother's fiance. In an excellent mood, Shan Ye turned and left. He could easily heal other kinds of injuries, but this sort of drug that made you swell up was really... difficult to deal with. Shan Ye tried cold showers, the five-fingered girl, and his left- and right-hand companions. The thing just wouldn't go away. With no other options, eyes reddening, Shan Ye slipped into the room of a cool, elegant, handsome man with a distant air about him. Looking at the man in the throes of an episode, he thought, I'll save your life, and you'll help me out. We both get what we need. Perfect. Neither of us owes the other anything. Someone like this clearly wouldn't cling to me, and he was exactly my type. It was as if he had been made for me! After a night of passion, a certain prince opened his eyes. Great. The guy who took advantage of him while he was having an episode had run off. Alvis rubbed his brow, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly. His illness was cured. What a remarkable little thing. He would get that little thing back. At the very least, he would lock him up in the military's little black room and make him work for free for three years. Shan Ye had no idea that the person he had slept with was the imperial prince. When he found out, all he could do was run, lest he be skinned alive. A year later, looking at the chubby little puppy circling his feet, Shan Ye's gaze darkened. It looked like they weren't going to be able to call it even! The little one is so adorable. I'll pet him a couple of times first. No, no. The little one is a wolf pup, not a dog. After having his chin scratched, he purred and purred. So comfy. Fine, I can be a little dog, too. The little scorpion on the puppy's head crawled onto Dad's hand. The baby wants a pet, too... One little scorpion, one little puppy. The little scorpion takes his wolf-pup little brother to find Dad. As for Papa, all he does is work overtime at the military headquarters every day. Who wants to pay attention to him? He can't even cook. The baby wants to eat the delicious food Dad makes. No nutrition solution, no baby nutrition solution. Even the best baby nutrition solution can't change the fact that it's a blob of liquid. Theme: As long as you work hard, you'll reap the rewards.