The system was melancholy, depressed, and extremely resistant. “You can’t, Host!!”

System: “Li Yunhui is already starting to investigate the family doctors of your past identities. If you take this order and go to his side now, wouldn’t that be walking right into a trap?!”

Lin Chen: “Adding him is one thing, talking is another. Whether I take the order or not is a separate matter.”

He lamented, “We can’t dampen the work enthusiasm of our unofficial sales department head, can we?”

The friend request was sent, and the other party quickly accepted.

Lin Chen politely greeted the other party, switched pages, and went to his clipboard to find his self-introduction and business description.

Before he could find his usual introduction, a message popped up from the other side.

Li Zhengshen: [Hello.]

Li Zhengshen: [Jingming has informed me of your services and prices.]

Li Zhengshen: [That’s a bold asking price.]

Lin Chen’s fingers paused their search for the right words.

Lin Chen had a second of doubt. “‘Very rich’?”

The system grumbled in dissatisfaction, “What’s the use if a boss is rich but is too stingy to take it out of his pocket!”

Lin Chen thought for a moment and began to type: As the world’s leading acting-double studio, our prices have always been fair and reasonable…

Before he could finish typing, another message popped up.

Li Zhengshen: [But I heard my son, Li, has caused you some trouble, to the point that you’re reluctant to take orders from my family.]

Li Zhengshen: [How about this, I’ll round up the price for you.]

Lin Chen: ?

Lin Chen was greatly impressed by Third Dad’s work ethic. “He even negotiated the price for us?”

The system pondered, “Our price needs rounding up? From thirty million to fifty million? It can’t be rounding up from ninety million to a hundred million, can it? If that’s the case, Host, you really could consider taking this order!”

Li Zhengshen: [One hundred million US dollars. I want to see absolute results in one year, with no compromises on the effect.]

Li Zhengshen: [Give me a location and a time. My domestic contact will arrive punctually tomorrow to discuss more details with you on my behalf.]

System: “…”

Lin Chen: “…”

Lin Chen shot up from the bed, thoroughly shaken. “Third Dad is brilliant, and the boss is generous!”

Lin Chen quickly got out of bed and urged the system to start working. “Quick, pull up First Dad’s intelligence! Gather information on the Li family! Tonight, we begin a full-scale screening of all persona exposure risks. We must eliminate all obstacles to taking this order. Send the work report to my work email before 8 AM tomorrow morning!”

…

Li Yunhui was having a very bad time lately.

The racing team he sponsored lost a race, the perm he got didn’t hold its curls, and the case he was investigating hit a wall. The only thing that happened as expected was a joke he often made to his friends: “My dad might just cut off my allowance one of these days.”

Yes, that’s right. Today. Li Zhengshen was really planning to cut him off completely!

The atmosphere in the huge villa was oppressively irritating.

Li Yunhui stood on the third-floor corridor looking down. Below, in front of the main entrance on the first floor, stood a line of silent, formidable, giant bodyguards.

The butler stood before them, his expression indifferent, looking up to meet his gaze.

“Young Master, today is the deadline set by Mr. Li. Have you made your decision?”

The butler’s choice of words sounded polite and respectful, but his tone and the content of his speech were infuriating!

Li Yunhui looked down at him and sneered, “Decision? What decision? I already said seven days ago, if you want me to give up extreme sports, he’ll have to come back to the country and tie me up himself. Otherwise, even if I die on the racetrack, it’s not his place to say a single word!”

The butler said flatly, “Young Master, you should think this through. Don’t forget that for the past twenty years, your food, housing, expenses, and transportation have all been provided by Mr. Li.”

Li Yunhui was sarcastic. “Oh my, a few days ago this great principle was limited to me eating his food and using his things. Now you’re even saying I live in his house. Fine, by that logic, Li Zhengshen wants to kick me out of the Li family, is that it!”

“But that makes sense. Li Zhengshen hasn’t been back to the country in over a decade, right? He doesn’t come home, and he won’t let me go out to find him. He won’t let me touch the family business, and now he even wants to decide to extinguish my only source of fun—”

“Ha, Uncle Zhao, you tell me. Is Li Zhengshen raising a son? Or is he raising a collectible figurine?”

“Now that the figurine isn’t obedient, he’s thinking of just throwing it away, is that it?”

Li Yunhui had dyed his hair deep red these past few days.

He had also cut it shorter. Now, his ponytail was tied at the back of his head, the end fanning out like a cactus, his entire being covered in sharp spines!

He had a fiery temper, and with a flick of his head, he kicked open his bedroom door.

The door slammed heavily against the wall, making a loud, muffled “Bang!”

Li Yunhui strode into the room.

He snatched his phone with one hand and picked up the large, square handbag he had packed in advance these past few days with the other.

Li Yunhui marched down the stairs and came face-to-face with the butler, glaring at him without backing down, as if he were glaring through him at the man hiding behind.

Li Yunhui spat out the words clearly, one by one, “Tell Li Zhengshen. I couldn’t care less about his ‘allowance.’ I can live just fine without the Li family. Trying to use this to force me to submit? He can dream on!”

His voice was vicious. After speaking, he shoved the butler’s shoulder hard and strode towards the door.

But the silent, burly bodyguards blocked his path.

They stood with their hands behind their backs, chests puffed out, like a wall of iron, impenetrably blocking the doorway.

Li Yunhui stopped in his tracks and commanded coldly, “Move.”

But the bodyguards didn’t move.

They remained silent, not even shifting their gaze.

Only when the butler straightened himself, nonchalantly patted his shoulder, dusted himself off, and spoke calmly, did things change. “The Eldest Young Master wants to go out and make a living for himself. Let him go. Mr. Li will not blame us.”

“Swoosh!”

“Swoosh!”

The bodyguards moved in silence.

In perfect unison, they took a step to the side, opening a narrow passage just wide enough for one person.

Li Yunhui laughed with anger.

He clenched his teeth so hard the taste of blood filled his mouth. He let out a cold snort, his face tense, and strode out of the Li family home without a backward glance.

Spring had already arrived quietly.

Outside, the wind that greeted him was no longer biting, but carried a gentle warmth from the sun.

But Li Yunhui’s heart was not warmed by this gentle breeze at all.

He had always detested this small courtyard.

In the past, he could never bring himself to leave it. Now that he had finally been pushed to this point by Li Zhengshen, he didn’t feel the happiness he had imagined.

Just then, a familiar Latimasha slowly drove in from outside the courtyard, brushed past Li Yunhui, and stopped in front of the house behind him.

In the instant the Latimasha passed him, Li Yunhui keenly caught sight of a strange figure sitting in the back seat.

A young, thin male.

Li Yunhui frowned, stopped, and looked back.

The door of the Latimasha, which used to chauffeur him to and from school, opened. The burly captain of the bodyguards stooped as he got out, stood by the car door with his hands behind his back, silent.

The butler, with whom he had just had a confrontation, had now neatened his clothes again and walked out of the house.

But it was clear the butler had not come out to keep him there.

The butler walked to the side of the Latimasha and, just as he used to open the car door for him, bent down by the door and called respectfully inside, “Hello, Little Young Master.”

…??

What the hell? Little Young Master? Whose young master?

Li Yunhui’s feet were rooted to the spot in the courtyard.

He stared with wide, incredulous eyes, as if he had heard some cosmic joke, his gaze fixed on the Latimasha’s door.

Soft, fine brown hair peeked out from inside the car. Following it was a handsome profile, so gentle it lacked any trace of masculinity.

His hair was very soft, neat and tidy, trimmed extremely well. Paired with a slim-fitting, long-sleeved white shirt, his entire body appeared very thin. Standing there in the spring breeze, he looked like a white dandelion, as if a single gust of wind could blow him away and scatter him.

The “Little Young Master” looked up at the villa and asked the butler softly, “Is this the place?”

The “Little Young Master’s” voice was as fine and soft as his hair. When he spoke, his tone naturally carried a gentle, consultative manner.

The butler smiled and made a gesture of invitation, saying, “Yes, Little Young Master, welcome home. You must be tired from your journey. Please go and bathe and change your clothes first. Dinner will be served at eleven in the second-floor dining room. Your room will be prepared for you shortly. I will keep your luggage for you and place it in your room once it is ready.”

The “Little Young Master” seemed to want to say something in between, but could never find an opportunity to interject, and was thus swept along by the butler towards the house.

He said, “Okay, Uncle Zhao.”

Li Yunhui took in the entire scene, finding it all ridiculous and absurd.

On the day he’s kicked out of the house, they plan to welcome a new young master in?

What, is his surname He or Qi?

He, Qi, Fang, Cheng, and him. Are all sorts of long-lost, switched-at-birth, or missing biological children of rich businessmen returning to the capital like they’re being wholesaled these days?

Seeing that the “Little Young Master” was about to step into the house, he suddenly spoke.

“How come I never knew my father had other ‘Little Young Masters’?”

Li Yunhui narrowed his eyes and asked the butler sarcastically, “Don’t tell me this is an illegitimate son Li Zhengshen secretly left outside? I never would have thought. So Li Zhengshen is the kind of guy who can’t even control his lower half?”

Li Yunhui’s hand went slack, and the square handbag landed heavily on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

He put his hands in his pockets and strode towards the house, closing in on the strange “Little Young Master” in an instant!

The “Little Young Master” turned his head in surprise and shock, his long, curved eyelashes trembling slightly.

Li Yunhui forcefully grabbed the “Little Young Master’s” chin with one hand, tilting his face up towards his own. He narrowed his eyes dangerously, his gaze sweeping over the contours of the “Little Young Master’s” face, but saw no trace of a possible skin mask.

Li Yunhui retracted his gaze, half-believing and half-doubting, and stared straight into the “Little Young Master’s” eyes.

He let out a cold laugh. “Let me guess. Li Zhengshen probably wants to legitimize his bastard son, so he decided to force me out of the house, right? So… this is the kind of child Li Zhengshen likes? Obedient, docile, looks like a doll, a good toy and figurine that he can knead as he pleases—is that it? Un-cle Zhao?”