Chapter 27 The Fake Young Master's Dog Taming Guide (3) Uncle's Online Guidance...
In the smoking room, Xie Qiuchen sat on a high-end leather sofa, lit a cigarette, but did not put it in his mouth.
He looked up, and in the rising smoke, the pale, sickly face before him gradually overlapped with the face of a woman. The latter was crazy and ambitious, who had originally wanted to use marriage as a bargaining chip to fight him for the family fortune, but in the end, she died in childbirth on her sickbed.
Then he remembered the DNA test report from many years ago, which showed that there was less than 30% parent-child relationship, and he couldn't help but laugh.
One can't help but wonder what kind of expression Xie Xiahong, that cold-blooded, selfish woman who only wanted to fight for the property but ended up losing her own life, would have on her face if she saw her own son being humiliated by the usurper.
Many years ago, when Xie Qiu Chen first saw Yan Fu Li, he knew that the beautiful and delicate child in front of him could not be the son of Yan He and Xie Xia Hong.
He is nothing like them; he doesn't look like them, and his personality is different from theirs.
Whether it's the Yan family or the Xie family, their genes inevitably contain elements of cold-blooded selfishness. This is determined by heredity. Just like every member of the Xie family, they only see profit and desire, and cannot see the slightest bit of attachment to kinship.
But Yan Fuli was different. He was like a delicate and beautiful prey that had accidentally wandered into the territory of carnivores, and was even willing to turn over and lick the belly of the coldest and most terrifying one.
After confirming that Yan Fuli was not the biological son of the Yan family, Xie Qiuchen began to gradually train his fake nephew.
To outsiders, it was simply an uncle showing affection to his nephew, nothing wrong with that. Little did they know, he was guiding Yan Fuli towards a path of foolishness and cruelty.
He did this purely out of curiosity—if Fu Li’s identity were exposed one day in the future, how would the young master with a bad personality and who had been raised to be a good-for-nothing live? Would he be unable to live due to the huge gap and end his life?
With this perverse sense of humor, Xie Qiu Chen not only kept the fact that Fu Li was not the biological son of the Yan family a secret, but would also come to the Yan residence from time to time to check on the progress. Watching Yan Fu Li grow more and more distorted in the direction he had expected, his wicked pleasure was satisfied.
Now, things seem to have gotten even more interesting.
Jing Qibai's face—Xie Qiuchen could certainly recognize it—had the same features as his sister Xie Xiahong, and eyes that were equally cold to the bone.
A simple check of the boy's background is enough to guess what kind of wonderful, old-fashioned, "switching the prince for a cat" drama unfolded.
As before, Xie Qiu Chen did not intend to reveal their identities to the public.
Anyway, Jing Qibai only looks somewhat similar to Xie Xiahong, and almost no one except the Xie family would be able to tell the difference.
Yan He never cared about the next generation, and might have long forgotten what his deceased wife, whom he married more than a decade ago, looked like.
Just as they couldn't realize Yan Fuli was an imposter before, they naturally couldn't realize Jing Qibai was the real one now.
A counterfeit has entered the inner chambers, while the true bloodline of the Yan family has become a pitiful dependent. This reversal makes one wonder what subtle situations will arise if left unchecked. And what exciting twists and turns will occur when their true identities are revealed?
I'm really looking forward to it.
All he needs to do is add fuel to the fire.
A smile played on the man's flawless, jade-like face, seemingly distorting and elongating in the swirling smoke...
When he came out of the smoking room, Fu Li kept pestering him to play games with her.
Xie Qiu Chen was already twenty-eight years old. After taking over the Xie family's business, he lost interest in the video games that young people liked. But that didn't stop him from patiently playing a few ranked games with Fu Li, even carrying him to victory in every game.
This is why Yan Fuli likes his uncle so much. His uncle is not only gentle but also very considerate, and he is willing to play with him without ever showing any impatience. He dotes on Fuli.
The morning passed quickly, and as lunch was about to end, Xie Qiu Chen seemed to suddenly remember something and asked Fu Li, "Where is your friend?"
Fu Li paused for a second, then realized that he was asking about Jing Qibai.
She pouted, seemingly displeased that her uncle was focusing his attention on someone else, and casually replied, "He was probably taken to rest. Why did your uncle ask him?"
Xie Qiu Chen's eyes darkened slightly. "I remember that Ali has never been interested in keeping pets. That doghouse is obviously newly built, and your friend looks like she's been caught in the rain all night. Ali, tell your uncle the truth, who lives in that doghouse in the front yard?"
Fu Li's expression froze for a second, her eyes darting around as she said, "Ah... well, actually, I've suddenly wanted to get a dog recently, so I'm preparing to---"
The next second, Xie Qiu Chen interrupted him decisively: "Ah Li, tell the truth!"
Fu Li had almost never heard his uncle speak to him in such a stern tone, and his body trembled. But he was unsure of his uncle's attitude and afraid of being scolded, so he could only lower his head and purse his lips without answering.
Xie Qiuchen's tone softened slightly, and his dark, captivating eyes stared intently at him, as if they could see right through him.
"Ah Li, tell me, did you let your friend sleep in the doghouse last night?"
The gentle voice was soothing, like a babbling brook flowing through the heart, enticing one to tell the truth.
Fu Li looked like a child who had done something wrong. Although she kept her head down, her eyes secretly glanced up at him, and she said guiltily, "Yes..." in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.
He was merely taking out his anger on Jing Qibai because he both feared and hated his bloodline. But his uncle discovered it; would he be punished for it?
However, Xie Qiu Chen didn't scold him. Instead, he said gently, "That's right, Ali is an honest and good child. Now, tell your uncle, do you want him to be your dog?" The calm tone combined with the content revealed a sense of horror. It was like asking a child if they liked a toy, as if it were just a normal little thing.
Yan Fuli was taken aback by his question. But his uncle had a calm and ordinary expression, and didn't seem to be joking or trying to trick him.
Then a thought suddenly came to mind—what if it really was possible?
If they could truly trample the real bloodline of the Yan family underfoot and treat them like dogs, even if someone eventually discovers the truth, they wouldn't really believe that a lowly dog could be a true young master of a wealthy family.
Seeing his expression gradually change, Xie Qiuchen's eyes flashed with extreme interest, as if a good show was about to begin.
He continued to tempt her, "Ah Li, do you know how to train a dog? If you want a good dog, you have to make it willing to crawl to your feet. If you're willing, your uncle can teach you."
"Uncle..." Fu Li hesitated slightly, then a glimmer of excitement gradually appeared in his eyes, and he nodded.
A few minutes later, Jing Qibai was brought over from the servants' quarters. Following Xie Qiuchen's instructions, Yan Fuli had someone bring over a collar, dog chain, and some instruments of torture.
The boy was unaware of what was about to happen. He only knew that the young master had sent someone to treat him this morning, so he assumed that making him go to the doghouse last night was just a whim of the young master to teach him a lesson.
He had experienced this level of treatment before when he was at home, and thought the matter was over. He planned to avoid the owners of the house and keep a low profile in the future, but unexpectedly, he was brought to Young Master Yan's presence again.
Xie Qiuchen glanced at the boy's thin, bony figure and his gloomy, indifferent eyes, and chuckled softly.
She said softly to the person next to her, "Ah Li, remember to put a muzzle on the dog before training it. Otherwise, it would be bad if the dog bit its owner during the training."
He then raised his hand, signaling the servant to put a gag on the boy.
Seeing someone approaching him with a leather object that looked like it was for a dog, Jing Qibai immediately realized that something bad was going to happen.
He retreated, but was blocked by the other servants. He immediately kicked the nearest man in the knee and tried to run away, but was quickly caught by several strong servants.
The crowd hurriedly pinned down the struggling boy on the ground. Amidst shouts of "Get out!", a crisp "click" of metal closing echoed from the back of his head. A gag, resembling a dog muzzle, was placed over Jing's pale face, a sight both comical and humiliating.
Looking at him, the handsome young master standing not far away clapped his hands with a smile, "That's right, that's perfect! Uncle doesn't know, but he bit someone just yesterday. Wearing this now suits him perfectly!"
Xie Qiuchen smiled gently: "Really? Then Ali will have to be careful when disciplining him in the future. He should always wear this muzzle, or he might get bitten."
Watching the uncle and nephew chatting and laughing as if they were treating him like a large dog that could be tamed, Jing Qibai's eyes finally erupted with fierce anger. He stared at the two of them, as if he wanted to tear them apart right now.
However, his hands were firmly bound by a servant on each side, and his knees were on the cold, smooth ground, unable to move.
"Take this damn thing off! I'm not going to be your dog!"
Fu Li noticed his hostile gaze and shrank back to Xie Qiu Chen, seemingly a little scared, and said, "Uncle, he looks so fierce. Will he be able to discipline me like this?"
Xie Qiuchen said very patiently, "Of course you can. As long as Ali uses the right methods, he can turn him into the most obedient dog in the world. Your uncle will teach you next."
“Ah Li, remember this. Besides teaching him not to bite, the first thing is to teach him to obey.”
He then ordered his men to release the person.
The moment he gained his freedom, Jing Qibai pounced on Xie Qiuchen like a ferocious leopard. He wasn't stupid; he could tell that Xie Qiuchen had been giving orders all along. The ruthless aura burning in his eyes seemed to want to slit the man's throat.
Xie Qiuchen had anticipated this and nimbly pulled Fu Lichao back to hide.
After the servants had quickly subdued the man again, they pointed at Jing Qibai's face, which was filled with anger and resentment, and said:
“Ah Li, look, this is what he looks like before he’s properly trained. At this point, we have to use punishment to teach him to be a good dog.”
Jing Qibai felt his limbs being restrained again, and he struggled and twisted in resentment, shouting, "Let me go! You can't trample on my human rights like this, it's illegal!"
Seeing the agitated and resentful expression on that gloomy face, Xie Qiu Chen sneered coldly, "This is the Yan residence, and the rules here are only up to the master! Ah Li, such a wild and untamed dog needs to be taught a lesson so he'll know what's what."
His gaze was as if he were examining a piece of merchandise.
After speaking, he selected a whip from the instruments of torture and finally chose one of suitable hardness. He folded it twice, came behind Fu Li, and placed it in his hand without saying a word.
At this moment, the man's tall frame leaned against the young master's back, his warm, large hand enveloping Fu Li's hand holding the whip, while his other hand rested on the young master's shoulder. With the air of a superior, he firmly controlled the little man in front of him, pushing him towards the boy.
“Ah Li, you must not hold back now. Only when he suffers will he realize that you are his master, and a dog's duty is to obey its master!”
Fu Li was almost completely surrounded by the man, who was guiding the boy to do as the man wanted.
The boy's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as a soft, soothing touch came from his back, unaware that he was completely surrounded and controlled by Xie Qiu Chen in this position. There was also the intensely aggressive aura emanating from him, carrying a hint of fresh cedar scent, incredibly alluring.
His gaze slowly shifted from blank to clear, a flicker of excitement crossing his eyes as he stared intently at the person on the ground, whose eyes held a gloomy and ruthless intensity, yet who remained powerless.
Seeing this, Xie Qiuchen's eyes also showed interest. He knew that the person in front of him had put aside all his worries and gradually regarded treating Jing Qibai as a dog as a fun thing to do.
"Come on, Ali, feel it properly. Your uncle will only teach you this once." With that, the big hand grasped the boy's soft hand and raised it high. With a "smack," the whip struck Jing's pale left cheek hard, leaving a bloody red welt.
Jing Qibai was struck. Although he had expected it, when the whip actually fell, he still felt a burning flame of hatred burning in his chest. Then, a sharp pain came from the side of his face, and even tears came out.
Xie Qiuchen still smiled, his eyes slightly darkening: "Has Ali learned it? This is how you teach a disobedient dog."
Fu Li stared at his "masterpiece" with increasingly deep and crazed eyes, as if he had found a fun amusement.
He nodded, and before Xie Qiuchen could continue teaching, he raised his hand and lashed out with the whip again.
Jing Qibai trembled in pain, but still gritted his teeth and remained silent.
Seeing that he was a tough nut to crack, Xie Qiuchen seemed quite satisfied and continued to whisper in Fu Li's ear, "It seems he still hasn't submitted to Ali. Give him a few more lashes, and once he's punished enough, he'll naturally know to beg for mercy."
The tone was so gentle, yet the content was so cold and cruel.
Fu Li, as if amused, continued to lash the boy with the whip.
At first, Jing Qibai told himself to endure it, even if it was humiliating, it was better than giving up his last bottom line.
But the person in front of him seemed tireless, and the force in his hands grew heavier and heavier. If this continued, Jing Qibai had no doubt that even if he died here today, no one would care.
When it comes to life and death, the bottom line isn't that important.
Finally, he spoke, his voice hoarse: "What exactly do you want me to do?!"
This is already a sign of begging for mercy.
Xie Qiuchen raised his hand and grasped Fu Li's hand, whispering something in his ear.
A bright smile appeared on the young master's jade-like face, and he said in a clear voice, "Crawl over here and kneel at my feet."
After the servants released him, the boy first seemed to collapse from exhaustion, then barely managed to stay upright by supporting himself with his hands on the ground.
He was in so much pain. But seeing the young master's relaxed smile, he knew that if he didn't listen to him today, he might really not be able to escape.
So he adjusted his posture and slowly crawled to the young master's feet.
Seeing this, Xie Qiuchen smiled with satisfaction and then instructed Fu Li, "Li, training a dog can't just be about punishment; you also need to give him some rewards. Now, pat his head and praise him."
Upon hearing this, Jing Qibai's body trembled again—this was no reward, but a greater humiliation!
Compared to coercion, spiritual humiliation is more deeply ingrained in the soul, utterly destroying a person's self-esteem.
Upon hearing this, Fu Li extended her right hand, placing her jade-like fingertips on the boy's soft head and gently stroking it, her eyes filled with even greater interest.
"What a good dog."
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That night, after Fu Li went to bed, she said to the system, "This Xie Qiu Chen is definitely a pervert."
system:......
[I wanted to say something to you too! If he's a complete pervert, then you're a little one. Why did you listen to him and humiliate the male lead during the day?! I wouldn't be surprised if he tried to assassinate you tonight!]
Fu Li said calmly, "I'm just following the character's persona in the storyline. Yan Fu Li's persona is that she listens to her uncle the most. The most problematic one should be Xie Qiu Chen. Who teaches children like that? This person is definitely not simple!"
The system just wants to flip open the system panel, grab it, and beat it up.
You're not really planning to treat the male lead like a dog, are you?
Fu Li smiled slightly: "Why not? I don't want to be violated by men in this world again. It's better to make him hate me completely. When the time comes, we can leave right here. How refreshing!"
system:......
But we still have to wait ten years for this "time to come"!
Author's note: Fu Li pointed at Xie Qiu Chen (pointing and whispering): What a pervert!
n years later, looking at the uncle and nephew: You two are both perverts!
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