Chapter 38 The Guide to Taming the Fake Young Master (14) Early plot points...
Meanwhile, at the Yan residence.
"Well done! Keep up, keep up!" The young master sat in front of the computer desk, the screen displaying a battle game.
In the end, Fu Li successfully won the game, and her tense expression instantly relaxed with joy. She turned her head and raised her eyes slightly, looking at the person next to her with a hint of arrogance.
"Well done. As agreed, you can sleep in my room tonight."
Half a year has passed, and Jing Qibai's features have become sharper and more profound. He has gradually lost his childishness and looks like a mature and handsome young man.
He smiled deeply, gazing into the young master's eyes, "Yes, young master."
Since the illegitimate child was driven out, Fu Li's life has become increasingly comfortable. Through this incident, the servants in the Yan residence have come to a profound understanding of who the master truly is, and they serve him with even greater devotion. The same is true at school and within aristocratic circles.
According to the system, he could live this kind of life for at least another ten years. Indulging in this pleasure, he inevitably became somewhat arrogant, and his gaze towards the male protagonist gradually became more agreeable, forgetting his initial intention to thoroughly torment him.
After taking a shower, Fu Li sat on the bed wearing only a bathrobe, waiting for Jing Qibai while scrolling through her phone. She then saw a message pop up at the top of the screen from Xie Qiu Chen, telling her to go to bed early and not study too late.
Fu Li thought for a moment, then sent a message saying, "Okay, little uncle, you should go to bed early too," and turned off the screen.
At this moment, Jing Qibai emerged from the bathroom, wearing slippers and a bathrobe that partially concealed his body. His well-defined abdominal muscles and strong, upright waistline were clearly visible, and his skin, slightly damp, seemed to reflect light under the lamp.
Fu Li thought for a moment, comparing her physique to that of a skinny, unfit woman, and couldn't help but frown.
But at this moment, Jing Qibai had already come to the bedside, bent down, and bowed his head in front of him like a devout believer.
"Can we begin, young master?" His dark, clear eyes seemed to possess a bewitching quality, causing Fu Li's Adam's apple to bob involuntarily.
He said, "Ah, let's begin then..."
For some reason, he always felt that Jing Qibai was more enthusiastic about this matter than he was. Clearly, he couldn't gain anything from it.
As Fu Li thought this, she gradually became immersed in the sea of desire.
Forty minutes later, it was all over.
The young master's delicate eyebrows and the corners of his eyes were tinged with a blush, making him incomparably beautiful, yet he himself was completely unaware of it.
After wiping herself with a tissue, she kicked the person in front of her and said in a coquettish tone, "Go sleep on the sofa!"
Jing Qibai's eyes were as deep as the sea. After glancing down at a certain indescribable part of himself, he could only obey and retreat from the bed.
Ever since he made the young master resistant last time, he has never dared to test anything again.
But this level of contact ultimately didn't meet his desired standard. Not only did the young master rarely allow him to touch him at school, but he would only call him over at home when he had such thoughts.
Right now, Jing Qibai is like a wolfhound in mating season, always watching its master with gloomy and covetous eyes from the shadows. The only thing that restrains it is the precarious collar around its neck. It is just waiting for the right opportunity to devour the delicious but clueless person until not even bones are left.
On a gloomy, rainy day, under the eaves of a building, a man in tattered clothes and with a stubble beard squatted in a corner, looking up at the sky and muttering things like "this damn weather." His gaze, however, remained fixed on the direction of the entrance, as if he were waiting for someone.
A few hours later, several people dressed in formal attire, exuding an air of sophistication, appeared at the gate, while a limousine slowly drove up the driveway.
Upon seeing this, the disheveled man's eyes lit up. He immediately got up and sprinted over, stopping the most well-dressed middle-aged man before the car door opened. He shouted, "Boss Yan! I have something very important to discuss with you!"
Yan He glanced back, then his sharp brows furrowed slightly, and an impatient annoyance flashed in his eyes, clearly regarding the person in front of him as someone who had come to cause trouble.
Just as he was about to call security, the man sensed his intention and shouted first:
"Wait a minute, Mr. Yan, my surname is Jing. I have something very, very important to tell you, and it's related to your young master's identity. It's really very important!"
Yan He's eyes darkened upon hearing this.
After school, Fu Li took Jing Qibai to a wealthy young man's birthday party. The grand villa was decorated in a lively style, and the swimming pool was filled with young men and women.
Fu Li stood in the crowd wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, her fair arms exposed, which were very eye-catching.
He was surrounded by a large group of people, all trying to curry favor with him. Fu Li seemed to thoroughly enjoy being the center of attention, while Jing Qibai, to his left, had a slightly gloomy expression and coldly watched the men and women who were joking and laughing with the young master.
Suddenly, a servant from the villa came over and said that someone from the Yan family was looking for them and they needed to go back immediately.
This had never happened before, since Yan He didn't usually concern himself with Fu Li's affairs. The young master took a small sip of the fruit wine in his glass and asked what was wrong.
But the servant said that the Yan family was in a great hurry, and they specifically said that they were looking for Jing Qibai, not Fu Li, and that only Jing Qibai was available.
Fu Li's expression froze, and he subconsciously turned to look at the other person. Jing Qibai also looked blank, staring at Fu Li as if waiting for his instructions.
Urged repeatedly by the servants, Fu Li nodded heavily to Jing Qibai, signaling him to leave with the servants.
To everyone else, this was just a minor incident that didn't affect the atmosphere at all. However, ever since Jing Qibai left, Fu Li had seemed restless.
The party host invited him to stay overnight, and Fu Li thought about it and agreed.
Unexpectedly, early the next morning, someone came from the Yan residence to take him back. Moreover, their attitude was completely different from usual, adopting a purely businesslike approach and lacking the respect that should be shown to the heir of the Yan family.
As soon as Fu Li got on the bus, she keenly sensed the heaviness in the air. Her heart pounded.
Perhaps the worst-case scenario he had anticipated was about to unfold.
Inside the living room of the Yan residence, three men were sitting on the sofa waiting for him to return. One of them, a stranger in a suit, was Yan He's lawyer. The other two were Yan He and Jing Qibai, who were sitting in a row.
When Fu Li entered the room, she saw the deep and complicated expression on Butler Wang's face and knew what had happened.
And now, the heart that had been hanging in suspense has finally died.
After he sat down, the lawyer presented the results of the emergency DNA test conducted the previous night and gave the conclusion---
"According to the report, Young Master Yan Fuli and Mr. Xie are not related by blood. He is the biological son of the former nanny and Jing Hongfu. As for this Young Master Jing Qibai, he is the true bloodline of the Yan family and the Xie family."
The lawyer's cool, unhurried voice weighed heavily on Yan Fuli's heart like a mountain, making it hard for her to breathe.
He looked up and saw that Yan He's expression was serious, but not particularly grave. As for Jing Qibai, his gaze was fixed on Fu Li, as if a dark cloud had gathered around him, making it impossible to discern his true emotions.
The lawyer continued, "According to Jing Hongfu's younger brother, Jing Hongguang, after his wife passed away, Jing Hongfu and his wife replaced the newborn young master with their own child, hoping that their son could enjoy the Yan family's benefits. Our people are still investigating this matter. But right now, the most urgent task is to restore the young master's status. We hope that the three of you can sign these documents."
As he spoke, he took out more than ten documents from his briefcase, many of which contained the word "inheritance." However, Yan Fuli was so frightened that he was trembling all over and could not see the words on them at all.
They said they were asking them to sign, but each document already had the signatures of two other people on it; Fu Li was just the one who had to sign it last.
He looked at his father hesitantly, as if still trying to struggle, and stammered, "Father, can I..."
Before he could finish asking "can I?", Yan He looked at him with an extremely cold gaze, as if he were looking at a complete stranger.
He said with an overwhelming sense of pressure, "Sign it now."
The young master seemed to have turned into a quail, meekly signing his name. He knew that even if he made a scene and refused to sign, it wouldn't change anything. He just wanted to behave well and make Yan He feel a little pity for him.
However, Yan He showed no concern whatsoever for the child he had raised for over a decade. He stood up and said to the lawyer, "Is this alright? Have the public relations department announce this as soon as possible. It needs to be settled today. I have other things to do. Keep following up on the situation. Contact me if you have any questions."
After saying that, he grabbed his suit jacket from the sofa and walked towards the door without hesitation. Despite the serious incident that had just happened at home, he acted as if he didn't care at all, leaving as soon as he finished.
Yan Fuli was left slumped on the sofa, looking blank and trembling slightly, as if she didn't know what to do, like a small animal that had lost its claws.
At this moment, the vast and magnificent Yan residence seemed like a giant beast with its jaws wide open, about to devour him completely.
After catching her breath, she slowly climbed the stairs, as if she had exhausted her last bit of strength, supporting her swaying body.
From beginning to end, Jing Qibai's gaze followed Fu Li's figure closely until the boy disappeared at the end of the stairs as if in a dream, then he slowly released a meaningful smile.
Seeing this, the servants remained silent. Everything that had happened in the Yan family since last night was simply too surreal. First, the scheme to switch the prince was exposed, then the identities of the true and false heirs were swapped. Everyone was terrified, afraid of being dragged into it as well.
However, Yan He's attitude surprised everyone. He treated such a major matter as if it were just a thorny business transaction. He had been waiting for the test results since last night, then called in a lawyer to process the paperwork, quickly getting Fu Li and Jing Qibai's identities switched back. Afterwards, he maintained an indifferent attitude towards both the adopted son and the biological son; he was truly a ruthless person.
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