…What young master?

What coming home?

What new room?!

Qi Xiuyi’s mind went blank. He was a bit dumbfounded, a bit bewildered, and had a very bad premonition. This bad feeling reached its peak when his mind explicitly recalled what had just happened to the He family next door.

His feet were as if nailed to the floor, firmly planted. His gaze, as if coated with glue, was fixed tightly on the young man in the creamy white overcoat.

The young butler, who used to always respectfully follow behind him, was now, with the same respectful attitude, accompanying the other party, softly introducing the layout of the house. He could still hear vague words drifting on the wind:

“…first floor living room…second floor…your room…third floor…Mr.’s study and bedroom…fourth floor…”

How did it become “your room”?

Huh?!

This was clearly his room!

It was his!

They, they… what on earth were they doing?!

“Lin San, what are you doing? Why did you bring a stranger home?!”

A furious roar came from the second floor. The young butler, suddenly addressed by his former young master by his real name, jumped in surprise and instinctively looked up to respond: “Young Master, I…”

But as soon as the words left his mouth, the young butler immediately shut it tight.

Damn it! Old habit!

The current young master should be this person beside him…

The young butler nervously glanced sideways, finding the new young master’s expression calm, also looking up, drawn by the furious roar, and seemingly not noticing his slip of the tongue just now.

On the second floor, the former young master looked furious, his eyes burning as if on fire. His slender, delicate hands, which had never experienced hardship, tightly gripped the corridor railing. He looked down contemptuously at the people on the first floor, and icy words squeezed out from between his teeth:

“Get out. Who are you to dare enter my Qi family’s main door? Make him get out!”

The young butler cursed “impulsive” inwardly, then quickly whispered to Lin Chen: “Apologies, Young Master. Qi… Young Master Qi Xiuyi always had a bit of a temper. But things happened so suddenly; Mr. Qi didn’t have time to inform Young Master Xiuyi about you last night before rushing off to Country C to handle business.”

He paused, then said apologetically to Lin Chen: “Young Master, perhaps you could wait here for a moment. I’ll go up and pacify Young Master Xiuyi first, and explain things to him, so he doesn’t offend you later and ruin your mood.”

Lin Chen, of course, wouldn’t object. He internally commented to the system: “He’s over twenty, but still an impulsive child. Good thing I’m a fake ‘real young master,’ otherwise, with his mindset, tsk, he’d be broken by me tonight.”

System wondered: “Why do I feel his mindset is already about to break down… He shouldn’t even know he’s become the ‘fake young master’ yet, right?”

Lin Chen said: “That means his brain is actually quite smart, but unfortunately…heh.”

---

While the host and system conversed, the butler had already gone up to the second floor with three bodyguards. The bodyguards gently “controlled” Qi Xiuyi, while the butler pulled out his phone from his pocket and whispered something to Qi Xiuyi.

The scene on the second floor fell silent for a second, then, Young Master Qi exploded like a porcupine!

“Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!!”

Qi Xiuyi was pinned against the corridor by the bodyguards, his eyes fixed on the butler’s phone, his voice sharp, almost a scream: “What hospital issued these two appraisal reports? It’s absolutely impossible, they must be faked by someone with ill intentions! My eyes are exactly like my dad’s, how could I not be his biological son?!”

Lin Chen to system: “Too bad. If your disguise could change eye shapes for me, I’d press my head against his right now and make him take a good look.”

System thought seriously: “Okay, Host. I’ll immediately connect to the main system to check for eye shape disguise-related upgrades!”

Lin Chen: “Are there any? How big?”

System: “Found it, Boss! The update is only 3GB!”

Lin Chen said coldly: “Does it think it’s a very important update, daring to take up 3GB of my space? No update!”

Qi Xiuyi struggled to break free from the bodyguards’ restraint, but his small arms and legs were no match for them: “Lin San! You call my dad, call my dad! I want to ask him what exactly is going on!”

Fire spewed from Qi Xiuyi’s eyes: “If you don’t dare let me call him, then I’ll suspect you’re colluding with outsiders, trying to usurp power while my dad’s not home!”

Lin Chen to system: “Look, he really thinks he has a throne.”

System: “Tsk tsk, Host, look at the original novel. I think Young Master Qi’s life, when he wasn’t restricted, was indeed quite similar to a crown prince about to inherit the throne.”

Lin Chen: “Don’t tsk tsk like me.”

System felt wronged: “Oh.”

The butler thought, usurp power? He must be tired of living.

He told the bodyguards to loosen their grip a bit so Qi Xiuyi could take out his phone and make a call. The butler kindly reminded him: “Young Master Xiuyi, Mr. Qi is different from Mr. He; he has no intention of expelling you from the Qi family. When you speak with Mr. Qi later…”

Qi Xiuyi glared fiercely at him, eyes red: “Shut up! Did I tell you to talk so much?!”

The butler sighed silently, lowered his eyes, and shut up.

“Doo—”

“Doo—”

“The number you have dialed is temporarily unavailable, please…”

“Doo—”

“Doo—”

“The number you have dialed…”

“Doo—”

“Doo—”

“You…”

“Doo—”

“Doo—”

The volcano outside the door was subtly nearing eruption again. Lin Chen, however, paid no mind, walking directly into the room. Even when he passed Qi Xiuyi, the little young master’s sudden sharp rebuke didn’t make him glance back for a second.

“Young… Young Master!” Inside the room, a servant who was still arranging potted plants was startled by Lin Chen’s sudden appearance, quickly put down what she was holding, and pulled out a chair for Lin Chen.

Lin Chen instinctively said “Thank you,” then paused, adding: “You can go out now, close the door. It’s a bit noisy outside; I’ll rest for a bit.”

The servants immediately put down their work and silently left the room.

Only then did Lin Chen take out his phone.

First Dad: [He’s calling me.]

First Dad: [Good son #3, you should pacify your brother.]

First Dad: [I’m busy, don’t let him keep calling.]

Lin Chen: [Why am I called “son #3”?]

First Dad: [Thirty-million-son, short for “son #3”. Doesn’t it sound good?]

Lin Chen: [Understood, Dad #3 ^ ^]

Lin Chen: [Now is a good time for you to appear and secure my position as the new young master.]

Dad #3: [Busy, can’t go. You took the money, you solve it.]

Lin Chen: [Oh? Could it be that you don’t know how to face your own son’s questions, so you just fled the planet?]

Dad #3: [? Do you know who you’re talking to?]

Lin Chen: [Please believe that my attitude towards the mission is as serious as my attitude towards you.]

Lin Chen: [I hope your attitude towards my mission is as serious as your attitude towards your career.]

Dad #3: [(Foreign airport photo.jpg)]

Lin Chen: [?]

Lin Chen: [Alright, Dad #3, have fun.]

Lin Chen: [I’ll handle things here. Let me show you the capabilities of someone with thirty-six years of experience. Please give me an extra tip after the order is finished, thank you.]

Dad #3: [Heh heh, the underworld owes you twelve years, you really are capable.]

The system whined enviously: “There’s no father-son duo like you, Host, and him.”

Lin Chen sighed: “Someone in his early fifties can still keep up with my rhythm. No wonder he was able to build such a huge fortune from scratch.”

---

Outside, Qi Xiuyi was still stubbornly dialing Qi Jingming’s number.

Once.

Once.

Again.

No answer.

No answer.

Still no answer.

Qi Xiuyi found it hard to describe his emotions at this moment. His eyes were sore, his throat tight, and the anger in his chest burned fiercely.

Answer.

Answer!

Answer!!!

Why is he busy now of all times?!

Click-clack.

The room door suddenly opened.

Qi Xiuyi abruptly turned around, glaring at Lin Chen with a gaze fierce enough to devour someone.

It was him.

It was him!!!

However, the shameless youth in the creamy white overcoat who had brazenly occupied his bedroom showed no reaction to his glare. The other party folded his arms, leaned against the doorframe, and tilted his head slightly to look at him.

As if asking “What’s for dinner today,” he said: “Dad didn’t plan to kick you out, why are you so agitated?”

When Qi Xiuyi heard the word “Dad” from the other’s mouth, his heart immediately thumped hard twice in his chest. He exerted all his strength just to keep himself from punching the other’s face under the surveillance of so many bodyguards.

He stared at the other party sinisterly and asked: “What methods did you use?”

The creamy white youth said as if it were obvious: “It’s an honorable matter, why would I need methods? Look, I came in through the main door today.”

The youth paused, then asked, confused: “But it’s been half a day, how come you still haven’t gotten through to Dad?”

Qi Xiuyi sneered: “My dad is busy with official matters; it’s normal for nine out of ten calls to go unanswered.”

The youth sighed: “That truly is busy.”

Qi Xiuyi continued to sneer: “You should be glad he’s not picking up. Your little tricks, once they get to my dad, he won’t be fooled by anything!”

The youth was surprised: “Oh dear, how impressive, truly worthy of being my dad!”

Qi Xiuyi was so angry smoke was coming out of his head: “You… Your dad what your dad! I’m telling you, there’s only me as the Qi family young master, it can only be me! The entire Imperial Capital only recognizes me!!”

Qi Xiuyi shouted: “If you’ve got the guts, call him! Call him! Haha, I bet you don’t even know my dad’s private number!”

The creamy white youth was surprised: “Oh, really?”

The creamy white youth smiled faintly: “Father told me last night that after I arrived, I must get along well with you. Alright, seeing as you’ve been dutifully accompanying my father for over twenty years, I’ll grant your wish.”

He slowly raised one hand, making a “stop” gesture, while with the other hand, he pulled out his phone from his pocket, dialed a number, and put it on speaker.

“Doo—”

The phone rang only once before it was answered.

On the other end of the line, the Qi family head’s calm and magnetic voice sounded.

“Speak.”

---

At Country X’s airport, Qi Jingming sat in the back seat of the car, pressing his temples with a headache. On the tablet screen beside him, the clear audio monitoring perfectly replicated Qi Xiuyi’s crumbling shouts of “Your dad what your dad,” with disturbing clarity. Qi Jingming really couldn’t bear to listen, afraid that if he heard two more seconds, he’d go back and terminate the contract. So he closed his eyes, hardened his heart, and simply swiped to mute the monitoring.

His accompanying assistant quietly asked: “Mr. Qi, do you need…”

Qi Jingming leaned back in the car with his eyes closed, interrupting him: “I need an ice pop to calm down. Please, thank you.”

“Also, continue investigating ‘Lin Chen’s’ identity, don’t stop. Keep a close eye on him normally, and if you find any attempts to inquire about business secrets, inform me immediately. Expedite the fake identity creation; aim to send him the identity documents to memorize by tomorrow.”

The accompanying assistant noted everything down, then quietly asked: “Understood, Mr. Qi. Do you need to hire private tutors for him in etiquette, business, social skills, etc.?”

Qi Jingming replied calmly with his eyes closed: “If you want to raise a real young master so badly, how about I recommend you to him after this year’s contract ends? No need. Just hire someone to teach him the most basic social skills and etiquette, enough for him to get through this year.”

Just then, his phone vibrated again. Thankfully, Qi Jingming could tell even with his eyes closed that this was his internal work phone, a number exclusively for employees and subordinates.

…Thank goodness. Not his private phone.

At this moment, he precisely needed a work call like this to relax his aching head. Without even opening his eyes, he picked up the phone and answered: “Speak.”

On the other end of the line, a slightly familiar voice, carrying a hint of a smile, two parts politeness, three parts deference, and the remaining four parts insincerity, spoke: “Dad.”

Qi Jingming’s eyes snapped open, looking at the monitor. On the monitor, his expensive son, exuding three parts of his own temperament, held his phone flat in his palm, his chin slightly raised, looking both like a proud victor displaying honor and sending a gaze through the camera. On the clear pixels, Qi Jingming distinctly saw a faint smile hidden in Lin Chen’s eyes, and his thin lips, indeed somewhat like his own, gently parted, saying to the camera:

“Perfectly solved.”

“Perfectly.”

“Solved?”

Qi Jingming slowly shifted his gaze to the side.

He saw his real son staring blankly at the phone in Lin Chen’s hand, his expression stunned, on the verge of tears, his right hand unconsciously losing strength, letting his own phone slip out and fall to the floor.

Qi Jingming tightly closed his eyes.

He sighed silently, then turned off the tablet screen and tossed it into his assistant’s arms.

His voice was calm and steady: “Hmm. Are you getting used to the new home? If you need anything, tell Xiao Lin. If he can’t decide, come to me. Moving is tiring, rest well today. I’m going to a meeting, we can talk later if anything comes up.”