The Fake Young Master Is a Scheming Beauty [Reborn]

[Reborn for Revenge: The Fake Young Master]

Only as Wen Lansheng lay dying was he told that he was the fake young master.

So his parents could sacrifice everything he had to indulge their love for the real young master. The person he loved could betray him and leave him utterly alone. The real young master could take the career he cherished and ruin his reputation.

As he lay in a pool of blood, his eyes cruelly gouged out, only one thought filled Wen Lansheng's mind: Why?

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When he opened his eyes again, Wen Lansheng was reborn.

He could start all over.

Gradually, everyone around him realized that Wen Lansheng had changed.

The old Wen Lansheng had been consumed by his desperate need for love, gloomy and self-destructive, with every emotion written plainly on his face.

Now he was elegant and composed, drawing attention wherever he went, yet no one could guess what he was really thinking.

The real young master couldn't figure him out.

He tried every vicious trick in the book, never realizing that Wen Lansheng had already anticipated every move.

His fake parents couldn't figure him out, either.

They still used love as bait, only for Wen Lansheng to make them humiliate themselves in public and reveal the malice behind their masks.

The person who had once loved him couldn't accept his distance and came to ask, "Lansheng, you seem different."

Wen Lansheng smiled. "Do I? Do you like the new me? Too bad. You don't deserve me."

Later, the real young master became a pariah.

His fake parents lost the reputation they valued most.

His former lover pleaded for him to come back.

But Wen Lansheng had already made himself a dazzling success, and behind him now stood another figure, one who inspired fear.

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People in Haicheng all said that the head of the Huo family had been bewitched by a vixen.

Late at night, Wen Lansheng was pinned against the window, Huo Zhichuan's arm locked around his waist.

The man's voice was dark. "Were you the one who started the rumor?"

Wen Lansheng smiled. "I thought I'd tarnish my reputation a little. Then, if we ever part ways, I can tell people a new story: President Wen came to his senses in time."

The man only tightened his large hand around Wen Lansheng's waist, pulling him even deeper into his embrace.

Wen Lansheng couldn't see that the man's once-cool composure had long since been replaced by a sick obsession with possessing him.

Wen Lansheng had approached Huo Zhichuan for his own gain. He had never imagined he might find something genuine, even if the price was being kept by one person forever.

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Theme: Good and evil both meet their just rewards