The Young Fake Young Master Chooses to Return to a Poor Family

Yu Qingye transmigrated into a book, becoming the fake young master in a melodramatic novel about scumbags and tortured romance.

In the book, after the fake young master graduated from college, the newly wealthy Yu family discovered he wasn't their child. They quickly brought their real son home and tossed the fake young master aside like a piece of trash.

Unwilling to accept his fate, the fake young master lingered outside the Yu family home time and again, until a drunk driver finally hit and killed him.

Yu Qingye, who had just transmigrated and was only five years old: ...Then let's skip all that and go straight home.

So Yu Qingye deliberately brought the real young master home and deliberately mentioned the real young master's likes and dislikes, finally making his parents realize that the real young master might actually be their child!

On the day the children were switched back, the Yu family parents were polite and courteous, while the Yu family parents held their chins high.

The real young master coveted the new smartwatch on Yu Qingye's wrist and imperiously demanded that he leave it behind. Then he tossed over his own year-old smartwatch with a look of disgust. "This is what you should be wearing. Your real mom bought it when she was still alive."

Yu's father glanced at it and sneered. "How could you let a child wear something so outdated?! Forget it, sweetheart. Let him keep wearing the one he's got. Who knows what germs he might have picked up from wearing it for six months? Just think of it as a handout from you. I'll buy you something better when we get home."

Yu Qingye: ...And to think the fake young master called you Mom and Dad for five years!

Behind him, his adoptive parents, Yu Yan and Tan Xiao: !!!

Enough is enough!

They could insult them all they wanted, but they couldn't insult their child!

That night, Tan Xiao called his business partner. "About that deal Mr. Tang mentioned earlier, I've decided to go ahead with it."

His partner was stunned. "No way! You changed your mind?! Didn't you say you'd earned enough and wanted to lie flat from now on?!"

Tan Xiao: That was before!

He'd wanted to lie flat because his wife was beautiful, but only an ordinary makeup artist who wanted a simple, ordinary life. She'd once told him outright that she hated domineering CEOs most of all, so he'd had to pretend to be an ordinary office worker so they could live happily together.

But now! For their child, he had to make his company bigger and stronger!

Surely his wife would understand.

Meanwhile, Yu Yan was messaging his actress sister, who had won Best Actress: [I'll do your red-carpet look in a few days.]

His sister, who had been sleeping, jolted awake: [Holy crap! Xiao Yan, are you going back to being a top-tier star makeup artist?]

Yu Yan: That's right!

He'd left the industry before only because he'd earned enough, and then he'd met Tan Xiao. Tan Xiao was handsome, gentle, and good to him in every way. The only problem was that he was just an office worker who wanted a quiet, ordinary life, so Yu Yan had pretended to be an ordinary makeup artist too.

Later, his younger sister had fallen ill and died, leaving a child behind. He wanted to look after the child, so he'd stayed home ever since.

But now! He had to earn more money! He absolutely couldn't let their child have a worse life than the Yu family's child!

Surely his husband would understand.

Back with his uncles, Yu Qingye looked at their 100-square-meter, three-bedroom apartment and pondered how he could use his knowledge of the plot to give his uncles a golden finger and improve their lives.

But when he had just reached the door of his uncle's bedroom, he heard his uncle's voice from inside: "You can decide on any project under a hundred million. Do you really need to ask me about something this trivial?"

Yu Qingye: ???

Before he could process that, his uncle took him to a hotel suite the next day.

"Sweetie, wait here for Uncle. I have some work to take care of, then I'll take you to get a burger."

As soon as he finished speaking, the suite's bathroom door opened, and the person Yu Qingye had seen on TV just the night before appeared in front of him, rubbing his little face enthusiastically. "I've missed you so much, Auntie!"

Yu Qingye: Auntie???!!!

The Best Actress was his... auntie?!

And that young, handsome guy who looked dirt poor and lived next door, coming over to their place to mooch meals every day, suddenly got into a Rolls-Royce parked outside one day.

The haughty, handsome guy who lived downstairs suddenly appeared in a news interview one day!

Yu Qingye: ???

One year later

Yu Qingye unexpectedly ran into the real young master at an elite academy.

After returning home, the real young master complained to his parents that he didn't want to attend the same school as a fake like Yu Qingye.

The real young master's mother went to the school the next day and bluntly demanded that they expel Yu Qingye.

The homeroom teacher: Uh...

The teacher looked at her. "But the school principal is his grandfather."

The real young master's mother: !!!

Yu Qingye: ???

Wait, when did I get a grandfather who's a school principal?!

Who could it be?

Grandpa Li, who taught him calligraphy?

Grandpa Zhang, who taught him tai chi?

Or Grandpa Wang, who chatted with him every day?

Could all you big shots stop hiding in plain sight?!

I'd heard of Mr. and Mrs. Smith, but never the Smith Neighborhood.

Oh well. Yu Qingye took a sip of yogurt to calm himself down. "Today is another ordinary and happy day!"

The eldest brother was cold and ruthless.

The second brother was sinister and cunning.

The third sister was a deadly poison master.

The twin fourth and fifth brothers were practically punching the male lead in the face.

Yin Qingsong had just transmigrated and opened his eyes to find himself a five-year-old child. Looking at the family setup before him, his vision went black. Was there any hope for him?

But maybe the book had all been a lie. If he opened the door, he might see his family sitting happily around the table. The whole-family-of-villains thing was just an illusion, and their true nature was loving and united.

Yin Qingsong took a deep breath and opened his bedroom door.

Down the hall, two identical twins were fighting in a heap.

His aloof third sister walked past expressionlessly, carrying the chemical supplies she'd just bought.

By the railing on the floor above, his handsome second brother was filming the twins' fight on his phone with great interest.

Yin Qingsong: ...Maybe you should just delete me instead. QAQ

There was no deleting him, so Yin Qingsong ran over to the twins and tried with all his might to pull them apart with his soft little hands.

"Fourth Brother, Fifth Brother, stop fighting. Whatever the problem is, tell me. Stop fighting, okay, brothers?"

The twins stopped, astonished.

The third sister, who was climbing the stairs, turned to look at Yin Qingsong.

Even the second brother, busy filming, raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

*

The middle generation of the Yin family had died in a plane crash, leaving behind a vast business empire and several children of different ages.

After that, the Yin children grew like wild grass.

They should have grown up violent, cynical, cold-blooded, and greedy, becoming stepping stones for the protagonist.

Until Yin Qingsong arrived.

Sunlight fell, and the wild grass that had grown unchecked came alive once more.

*

Yin Qingsong's kindergarten teacher assigned a craft project: build a house out of paper.

Yin Qingsong worked on it all night, but only managed to finish the foundation.

He was exhausted, so he lay down on the sofa to rest before continuing.

But when he woke, it was already morning, and he wasn't on the sofa. He was in his bedroom.

Confused, Yin Qingsong ran out and saw a completed house on the coffee table in the living room.

"Big Brother made the roof, I put up the four walls, Third Sister made the doors and windows, and Fourth and Fifth Brothers made the fence and flowers." Yin Er sat down beside him with a yawn. "They worked on it all night and have gone to sleep. See if there's anything you want changed, and I'll fix it for you."

Yin Qingsong stared at the house in amazement, then looked at his second brother, who clearly hadn't gotten enough sleep.

"There's nothing to change." He smiled brightly. "It's perfect."

*

Once, someone had sneered at Yin Qingsong, "Don't you have a home of your own?"

Back then, he had wanted to argue, but he couldn't.

Later, he came to the Yin family, and finally had a home of his own.

They were clumsy, but together they built a home for all six of them. From then on, they were the closest family, bound together forever.

During this novel's serialization, I was fortunate to receive feedback from expert reviewers and learned a great deal. I'm very grateful!

Theme: Family plays a vital role in a child's growth. A healthy family gives a child a brighter future.