Chapter 39 The Fake Young Master's Dog Taming Guide (15) As long as he doesn't care about me...
At this moment, Fu Li had no time to think about these things.
He lay on his back on the bed in the bedroom, staring at the bright bedroom light, his expression first blank, then turning to confusion.
Finally, he spoke up and asked the system, "What's going on? Didn't you say this generation wouldn't arrive for at least another ten years? How come it's so early?"
Ever since Fu Li sensed something was wrong last night, the system has been frantically checking the backend. Ultimately, it could only offer a frustrating conclusion: "For some unknown reason, the plot seems to have taken another turn. This has led to the crucial plot unfolding ahead of schedule."
Fu Li complained again: "What are you guys doing at headquarters? I was playing the role strictly according to the character design, and you still managed to mess it up."
Really? The system couldn't help but think of Xie Qiu Chen's strange behavior and Fu Li's unusual way of persecuting the male protagonist, and it couldn't help but suspect that so many changes were probably related to him. But it dared not say so.
"So what now? Am I going to be kicked out? After how I treated the male lead, he's probably thinking about skinning me alive. Since the plot point is being moved up, can I also exit the story early?"
The system checked the situation and apologetically told him: "It won't work. The main storyline hasn't even started yet; the setup for the male lead's dominance in the business world hasn't even begun. Although your original plan of being exposed and immediately punished ten years later might allow you to escape earlier, it's not possible at the moment."
Fu Li: "So, you mean I'll have to stay in this world until the story begins?"
System: [My suggestion is that you stay in the Yan family as much as possible. Wait until the illegitimate son returns, then team up with him to deal with the male lead, and then be drowned by him. This is currently the best storyline.]
"What if I don't stay?"
[Then you'll have no choice but to leave the Yan family, and will most likely return to your birth family. However, the Jing couple's inheritance has already been divided up by their relatives, so even if you go back, you'll end up with nothing. But you can work to support yourself until the plot reaches that point.]
Fu Li thought about it and realized that if she used her delicate body in this life to start from the bottom and do odd jobs, she would probably have to endure a very painful ten years.
Decisively choose the first option.
However, Fu Li never believed she had truly tamed Jing Qibai. Now that their roles had reversed, the other party was certainly going to put all his effort into tormenting him. Watching him being thrown out of the Yan family was the gentlest thing she could do.
Just as he was struggling with this question, there was a knock on the door.
When she turned her head, she had perfectly switched back to her character's persona within seconds.
Fu Li swallowed hard, then carefully got up and opened the door. Standing outside was Jing Qibai, his face beaming with a smile that clearly betrayed his ill intentions.
Having witnessed what happened just half an hour ago, the young master had no time to fully accept the reality that his identity had been exposed and switched back, nor did he know how to face Jing Qibai in this situation. As if startled, he suddenly tried to close the door, but the other party grabbed the door frame and held it firmly in place.
Soon, the door was pushed open, and the boy outside squeezed in.
The young master suddenly lost all strength and collapsed onto the soft bed, staring at the person who had entered with a look of fear and resentment.
They were as arrogant as they were back then, and they are now just as fearful.
"What...what do you want to do?!"
Seeing the boy's panicked expression, like a rabbit that had been caught, Jing Qibai felt a strange sense of satisfaction welling up inside him.
He had always looked forward to this day, when the young master would only show all his joys and sorrows to him. He had thought he would have to lie low for many, many years, but he never expected it to be achieved so easily in this way.
Everything happened so fast, like a dream. Before the people involved could even react, their status and identity had already undergone a dramatic change.
Seeing Yan Fuli's flustered expression reflected in his eyes, Jing Qibai couldn't help but want to tease him, so he stood in front of him and looked down at him.
He said, "It's like this, as you know, this bedroom was specially prepared for the heir of the Yan family. So I've come to ask you to move out."
As he spoke, a bright, sunny smile spread across his face, a stark contrast to the shock and hesitation on the boy's face. It left no doubt that he had barely regained his identity and was already eager to humiliate his former master.
Fear instantly flashed in the boy's eyes, and he gripped the blanket tightly beneath him. Jing Qibai, who had been intently watching him, naturally didn't miss the fleeting ruthlessness in his eyes—
It seems that the young master is not someone who will immediately accept his fate after suffering a major setback. It will take some effort to get him to accept reality and obey.
Fu Li opened her eyes wide and exclaimed, "Why?! I've lived in this room since I was born! If I give it to you, where will I live?!"
Jing Qibai tilted his head slightly, looking at him with an extremely calm tone and a half-smile: "But I am the real young master of the Yan family, and you are just a cuckoo in the nest, an imposter. After so many years, shouldn't everything be put back in its original place? As for you, of course you should go back and live with your uncle's family. I heard they have accumulated a lot of debt and are living in a low-rent house."
Fu Li's expression changed drastically, her face clearly showing that she could not tolerate such a contrast.
"No, I don't want to! I've lived here for so many years, and I'm also a young master of the Yan family. I want to stay here!"
His eyes were filled with fear of the unknown future.
It would be incredibly cruel to exile such a delicate and precious person to an environment like the Jing family's.
Jing Qibai thought to himself, his eyes darkening slightly.
Seeing that the time was right, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "Father did tell me that your decision to stay or leave rests with me. You know, I have ample reason for you to go."
This was one of the ways Yan He compensated Jing Qibai, who was his biological son.
If Jing Qibai chooses to keep Yan Fuli, then Yan He will gain a reputation for being tolerant and loyal to his adopted son. Even if Jing Qibai makes Fuli change his name and leave, it will still be Yan He's way of compensating for his guilt towards his son. No matter which outcome is ultimately the case, Yan He will not lose out in terms of reputation.
Fu Li was surprised that Jing Qibai could switch addresses so smoothly in just one night, without feeling awkward at all. He even emphasized the word "father" in front of Fu Li, as if to provoke him.
Having said that, he shrugged, feigning helplessness. Seeing Fu Li's completely blank stare, he delivered the fatal blow.
"By the way, when Jing Hongguang came yesterday, he was planning to use this information to ask the Yan family for some money, but Father didn't give him a penny. Before he left, I heard him muttering to himself that he would sell you to pay off the debt after you went back. After all, you were the young master of the Yan family who had lived in the Yan family for so many years, and there is no shortage of people interested in you in the circle."
His tone was casual, as if he were recounting an ordinary anecdote, yet it was enough to chill one to the bone.
Upon hearing this, Fu Li immediately complained to the system in his mind: "Goodness, this is outright intimidation."
On the surface, however, she acted very cooperatively, looking frightened, her face full of panic, as if she could already see the scene of being sold in her mind.
Jing Qibai shrugged and said, "The Jing family is indeed worthless. However, if you leave the Yan family, guardianship will fall into the hands of Jing Hongguang, so I can only wish you good luck, young master."
The two words used to be spoken with great respect when he said them, but now they sound like sarcasm.
The boy was finally too frightened to bear it any longer and rushed forward, grabbing Jing Qibai's sleeve as he turned to leave.
Her fingertips trembled, and her voice quivered as she asked, "Wait, wait a minute, I can't go to a place like that. I want to stay here! You said Father would listen to you, as long as you tell him I can stay!"
Seeing that the young master was almost too frightened to speak coherently, Jing Qibai calmed down a bit, his face still gentle, as if he were still listening to him as before.
But Fu Li knew that the person in front of her was full of bad intentions.
"But why should I let you stay? You not only take my identity and my family background, but you also treat me like a servant. I really have no reason to let you stay in the Yan family." His tone was gentle, but he ruthlessly pried Fu Li's fingers apart one by one, making a resolute gesture.
The boy quickly said, "I... I can apologize to you. I'm sorry, it was my fault before. Please forgive me, I will definitely change my ways!"
He was used to being a young master, and even his apologies were somewhat hesitant, but at this moment he had no choice but to bow his head.
Tears welled up in the boy's clear eyes, as if he was about to cry. His little face was contorted in distress, making him look pitiful.
Jing Qibai's fingers twitched slightly at his side for a moment, and he bit his tongue lightly with his back teeth.
He sighed, walked up to Fu Li, and exuded an extremely imposing aura and gaze. Fu Li had never seen him like this before, and was momentarily stunned.
Jing Qibai looked into the boy's eyes and said:
“If you want to stay, what status will you assume? If an outsider moves into the Yan family out of nowhere, how will Father explain it to others? You don’t want us to be in a difficult position because of you, do you?”
Fu Li looked bewildered, not understanding his meaning for a moment. Then, thinking of how she had treated him before, her voice became somewhat frightened: "You...you don't want me to be...be your servant, do you?"
Jing Qibai chuckled softly, reaching out to pinch Fu Li's cheek. "I mean, how should I introduce you in public? Or, to put it another way, what should you call me in public? Hmm?"
The boy lowered his eyes, a thoughtful expression on his face. He paused for a long time, agonizing over numerous titles including "Young Master" and "Master," before finally managing to utter two words—
"elder brother."
The voice, barely audible, was filled with reluctance and uncertainty.
In fact, Fu Li was a few months older than Jing Qibai, but the other party was very satisfied with this form of address.
Jing Qibai answered, then said, "By the way, Ah Li, you must always remember that." The boy's eyes were deep as he continued to knead the young master's cheek until that spot began to turn red.
Does that mean you agree? Fu Li blinked, tentatively saying, "So I..."
Jing Qibai's eyes narrowed slightly. "But that's not enough. Ah Li knows, right? How can you get what you want so easily without paying an equal price? That's what Ah Li taught me. So you have to give something more, otherwise I still don't have enough reason to let you stay."
Fu Li had told him this principle at the beginning when they were "training the dog," with the aim of making Jing Qibai face reality and not make futile struggles. Little did she expect that one day the boomerang would hit him on the head.
Seeing the other person's unfriendly expression, Fu Li knew this was a prelude to revealing their true intentions. So, with a heavy heart, she asked:
What do you want me to do?
A sharp glint flashed in her peach blossom eyes, filled with intense vigilance.
When Jing Qibai heard him ask this, his dark eyes seemed to hold a bottomless abyss. A smile curved his lips and he said with a deep smile, "I remember Ali said that as long as the Yan family exists, and as the young master of the Yan family is still around, anything can be justified. Even treating people like dogs is acceptable."
Things are different now; when roles are reversed, these words sound so powerless.
Fu Li's face turned pale instantly. "You don't really want me..."
Jing Qibai gazed at his pale face for a moment, then gently placed his hands on the young master's shoulders and said softly, "Ali, don't be afraid. I don't mean to take revenge on you. I know that Ali isn't a bad child, but I'm not a good person either. So if Ali can do whatever I do to you without resisting, I'll tell Father that I agree to let you stay in the Yan family, how about that?"
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