Transmigrated as the fake young master, I'll beat up the scumbags and b*tches

Vol. 1 - Chapter 1 - I'm the fake Young Master!

On a villa perched unstably on a cliff, icy winds howled with a ferocity that chilled the bones.

Thunder rumbled as the raindrops pounded aggressively against the French windows. Furious and suppressed.

“ShuYi is our family’s real child!”

The young man looked at the scene of maternal love and filial piety before him, so angered that his eyes seemed about to pop out!

His eyes were red, his expression helpless, and his voice trembled slightly.

“Mom, what are you saying? I am your real child!”

His expression was as if he couldn't imagine the truth before him, and the woman's gaze was complex.

“HuMing, I know it’s hard for you to accept this outcome, but the truth is, you and ShuYi got exchanged at birth. ShuYi is our real child. And you…”

She didn’t continue with her words, but the facts proved everything.

HuMing covered his ears, not wanting to hear what they were saying.

"No, none of this is true. I won’t believe it!"

He ran towards his room, his voice filled with pain.

When the woman witnessed the scene, she was deeply affected. She felt the urge to console the child she had cared for over the past decade. However, she had just been reunited with her real child and didn't want to neglect her responsibility as a mother.

She lowered her head and gazed at the handsome young man beside her. The more she looked, the more he resembled her husband.

Feeling an increasing sense of certainty that the young man standing before her was indeed her child, she drawled, “ShuYi…”

“Mom, I’m fine. Go, check on him. I know HuMing must be feeling very upset.”

Han ShuYi smiled at the woman with a slightly optimistic expression that pierced the woman's heart.

She hugged Han ShuYi's shoulder and cried uncontrollably.

Han ShuYi gently patted her back, offering quiet comfort.

At the same time, this drama was unfolding in the hall, in HuMing’s room:

Hu Ming stood with his hands on his hips, gazing at the raging storm outside.

Squinting his eyes, completely different from the tearful young man just now, his expression reflected deep solemnity.

While he had the name HuMing, he wasn't this Han HuMing.

On the day he transmigrated, it was also raining heavily. The roads, too, were flooded with water up to knee level. HuMing, when escaping, accidentally got sucked into an uncovered sewer at an intersection.

Right after he woke up and found himself in this world, his brain automatically processed the relevant information of this world.

The man who was hugging the woman outside is named Han ShuYi, the protagonist of this world.

As soon as he was born, HuMing lived the life that belonged to him.

They were secretly switched as babies by someone, resulting in Han ShuYi enduring over ten years of hardship.

But he worked hard, gradually improving his accomplishments. Then, one day, the Han family discovered him, acknowledged him as their own, and he reached the peak of life.

As for HuMing, he was a despised playboy.

Many people despised his behavior.

After learning that Han ShuYi was the true heir of the Han family, he relentlessly targeted him, but Han ShuYi ultimately thwarted his efforts.

He continued down the path of destruction, and eventually, everyone abandoned him.

In the end, upon threatening the heroine, he is shot dead by the protagonist.

Everything seemed perfect, but HuMing noticed some subtle hints indicating otherwise.

Although Han ShuYi appeared amiable and kind in front of others, he despised his adoptive lower-class parents and cut off all contact with them upon returning to the Han family.

Just from this one issue, it was clear that this person was not simple.

Of course, now that he had become Hu Ming, the first thing to do was to survive.

Even if he was to be driven out, it was better than dying!

HuMing's gaze gradually became sharp after thinking about this.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door behind him.

When the door slowly opened, a view of a girl donning a simple white T-shirt and a black skirt came into view. Her skirt exposed her fair skin underneath, and her feet wore inconspicuous canvas shoes with faded colors after being washed repeatedly.

She was wearing heavy black glasses, and her black eyes gleamed calmly. Holding a bowl of chicken soup in her hands, she looked up at Hu Ming, saying,

"Young Master Han, this is the soup Mrs. ordered us to make for you."

"Master? I'm not your master. It is Han ShuYi who is!"

HuMing deliberately raised his voice, even wanting to knock the bowl of soup out of her hands. But when he looked into the girl's eyes, he felt hesitant.

“But, Young Master Han, I only serve you.”

Her jet-black hair obscured her face, causing HuMing to not see how she looked.

The girl's voice was soft, seeming bulliable. HuMing felt she might even cry if he raised his voice at her.

HuMing scratched his head, unable to reason with the girl before him.

The situation wasn't yet to the point of causing a big stir.

He waved his hand at the girl and then forcefully closed the door.

The girl stood still at the door for a while, then turned and left.

However, the face that HuMing didn't notice under the black hair and black-framed glasses was a face full of charm.

…

Fortunately, no incidents were reported last night, allowing him to sleep peacefully.

But, upon waking up, he noticed the servants in the corridor whispering and pointing at him.

The news that he wasn't a part of the Han family had already spread throughout the household.

The servants who used to dislike him were becoming bolder.

He stood in the corridor, gazing out into the courtyard. There, a woman strolled and chatted with Han ShuYi.

Han Shu Yi behaved with elegance, his face exhibiting a serene harmony, while the woman occasionally covered her mouth and chuckled.

The intimate scene between the two of them looked very harmonious.

It was a predictable setting for HuMing. After all, if Han ShuYi wanted to establish himself in this family, he had to start with this woman.

Noticing his behavior in the corridor, the passing servants gathered together, secretly gossiping about him.

“Look at him. He must be jealous of Young Master Han!”

“Yeah, I’ve always said someone like him can't be our Young Master. He's always been loathed by everyone. It was clear as a day that he's not our Master’s child.”

“You guys may not know, but when Young Master ShuYi saw me today, he was enthusiastic when he greeted me. Just looking at his handsome face gives me strength to work!”

"Yes, unlike that outsider. Always ordering us around, never giving us a good face!"

The servants gathered in a circle. Ever since they discovered HuMing wasn't their real Young Master, they dared to say anything!

Just as they were chatting excitedly, HuMing's voice rang out from the corner.

“Oh really? So, should I keep smiling at you guys all the time?”

HuMing crossed his arms, a smile on his face, but it held no warmth.

Seeing this, the servants broke out in a cold sweat and quickly kneeled to apologize.

“No, Young Master, we didn’t mean it!”

“Yes, we didn’t mean it!”

They pleaded for forgiveness one after another, but before he could utter a word, a voice full of anger boomed from in front of HuMing,

“HuMing, you are bullying these girls again!”