The Real Young Master Ran Off With His Child, and Now Everyone's Paying the Price

[The plot and all the original characterizations have completely fallen apart. I'm writing whatever I want.]

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Blurb:

Yu Qiu was reunited with the Yun family, but they only loved Yun Lu, the fake young master who had taken his place.

Yun Lu said gently to Yu Qiu, "Don't worry, little brother. I won't object to you coming back."

His parents said, "Xiao Lu is the child we love most."

Even his biological older brother said, "Don't even think about taking anything from Xiao Lu."

Their relatives and friends were all wary of Yu Qiu, who had been brought back from the countryside. They were afraid that, after seeing the Yun family's wealth, he would grow jealous and secretly harm Yun Lu.

Yu Qiu just laughed.

*

Nobody knew that although Yu Qiu had grown up in the countryside, he had inherited the enormous fortune of the Yu family and had been doted on all his life.

The beautiful young man mocked their hypocritical family affection while casually checking his phone. On the other end was a man Yun Lu, the fake young master, had always wanted to get close to, but who wouldn't even spare him a glance.

When Yu Qiu didn't reply, the man called despite being in the middle of a meeting. His voice was low and magnetic, but urgent. "Why are we breaking up?"

Why break up? He was bored.

*

Jiang Heyi had been entangled with a much younger boy.

The breathtakingly beautiful boy rose on tiptoe, hooked an arm over his shoulder, and called him "baby," "hubby," and "darling."

He fell in love, and there was no going back.

After losing their real child, the Yun family suddenly regretted everything. They saw the trending topic and, furious at Yu Qiu for not living up to their expectations, went to find him, only to see a powerful figure from the Jiang family kneeling on one knee before the boy, putting socks on him.

The fussy boy tugged angrily on his ear and complained, "Your hands are cold. You got them on my feet. Go away!"

The man said nothing. He carefully tucked those snow-white feet into his arms.

Theme: Leave emotional turmoil behind and keep moving forward.