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

Occasionally dreaming of past events became a regular occurrence for HuMing. He was also clear that those memories were a part of his past, and some things cannot go back.

He caught a whiff of a milky scent as if someone was at his side.

HuMing snapped his eyes open to find himself locking gazes with Kang Xin.

Kang Xin, too, did not seem to think that HuMing would suddenly wake up. They stared at each other, unsure of what to say.

Quickly, HuMing spoke up.

"Good morning."

"Good morning, Young Master. Could you please remove your hand from my hair?"

Kang Xin blinked, her expression looking utterly innocent.

HuMing realized that it was likely because he had been pressing down on Kang Xin's hair that she had remained lying there.

After all, by this time, Kang Xin would usually have already come to wake him up.

HuMing quickly withdrew his hand, and Kang Xin got up from the bed.

The young girl's jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall, and without her glasses, she captivated HuMing's gaze even more.

HuMing continued to lie in bed, quietly admiring the girl's appearance.

Kang Xin also seemed to be used to HuMing's gaze. She just tied her hair into a ponytail and then said.

"Young Master, it's getting late. You should get up now."

"Kang Xin, you should start not being so formal when addressing me," HuMing reminded her.

"Alright."

The two acted as if it was no different from normal, each going about their usual routine.

It was as if they hadn't shared the same bed the night before.

When it was time for breakfast, HuMing arrived at the dining table as usual to have his meal.

What surprised him, however, was that Zhou WenLi took the initiative to clip him a shumai and even asked about how he was doing at school.

Last night's events seemed to have caused a subtle change in Zhou WenLi.

This was a good sign for him.

Glancing at Han ShuYi, sitting nearby, HuMing noticed that although his head was silently lowered, a palpable sense of anger emanated from him.

Last night's attempt to sow discord not only failed but ended up benefiting him instead. Han ShuYi was probably fuming inside.

HuMing's face betrayed nothing, but inwardly, he was elated.

He loved seeing Han ShuYi seething with frustration but could not do anything to him.

...

After arriving at school, Han ShuYi approached HuMing.

He looked at HuMing and then said seriously.

"HuMing, your parents came looking for you yesterday, didn't they?"

"You should already know about that, shouldn't you?"

HuMing raised an eyebrow, not intending to hold back with Han ShuYi.

Ever since the last time he screwed Han ShuYi, HuMing had planned to be upfront with him.

No matter how much Han ShuYi pretended, it wouldn't make much difference.

Upon hearing HuMing's words, Han ShuYi's gaze gradually grew colder.

"HuMing, you can even beat your own parents. Is there anything you won't do?"

He assumed a self-righteous stance, like a high-and-mighty crusader of justice condemning HuMing.

But HuMing wasn't about to fall for his act.

HuMing shrugged, his expression turning slightly playful.

"There are plenty of things I'm capable of. Feel free to push your luck if you're curious, but I won't be responsible for your safety. And as for those two people, if you're thinking of using them against me, be careful---you might get bitten back."

HuMing's 'friendly reminder' turned Han ShuYi's face completely dark.

Suddenly, Han ShuYi thought of something crucial. He stared intently at HuMing and then asked,

"It was you who caused the incident at the banquet? That waiter was you, wasn't it?"

"If I said it wasn't me, would you believe it?"

HuMing raised an eyebrow, his mocking expression obvious.

Seeing HuMing's demeanor, Han ShuYi finally realized that all his long-planned schemes against HuMing had been turned back on him!

In an instant, anger welled up inside him. He clenched his teeth and threw a furious punch at HuMing.

But HuMing swiftly grabbed his fist with one hand and then drove a knee into his stomach!

Han ShuYi's eyes widened in shock as the excruciating pain in his abdomen temporarily overwhelmed his ability to think.

His mouth opened as if he wanted to vent the pain through his voice.

But HuMing didn't give him that chance.

HuMing pulled a pack of tissues from his pocket and stuffed it into Han ShuYi's mouth, then said pleasantly,

"Be careful not to make any noise. If people see you in such a disgraceful state, how will you face everyone at school from now on?"

Hearing HuMing's words, Han ShuYi bit down hard on the unopened pack of tissues.

He glared at HuMing with an intensity as if he wanted to tear him apart!

HuMing faced the venomous look, his expression full of provocation.

Han ShuYi slowly stood up, holding his stomach. Even his breathing was heavy and difficult.

"HuMing... just wait. I won't let this go!"

"Han ShuYi, I will crush all your confidence and, in the end, make you see exactly what kind of person you really are."

HuMing left with a carefree stride, leaving Han ShuYi with only his retreating figure.

Han ShuYi leaned heavily on his knee, his eyes red and bloodshot.

He clutched his trousers tightly, his face contracted by nothing but his desire for revenge!

...

HuMing thought that since Han ShuYi had already noticed something was off, it would be better to lay everything out plainly and make Han ShuYi less of a nuisance.

The punch he threw earlier could be considered the interest for all the trouble he had caused.

Only by pushing Han ShuYi's hatred to the extreme could HuMing leave the Han family with a clear conscience.

The Han family had supported the original for over a decade, and repaying this favor is not a trivial matter.

Han ShuYi might think his retaliation was part of his plan, but little did he know this was merely the spark for what was to come.

Just wait; he will make sure everyone witnesses a grand spectacle.

...

After getting punched by HuMing, Han ShuYi seemed to have become much more subdued. He didn't say a word to HuMing at home or school.

This makes HuMing very satisfied. Who would always want to have flies flying around their ears?

If there were cockroaches, he would just squash them with a slipper!

The weekend quickly arrived, and today was the day for the old director and his wife to get their check-ups.

HuMing got up early to freshen up, and Kang Xin, seeing this, looked a bit surprised.

"Young Master, it's the weekend."

"Does your Young Master look like a lazy pig because it's the weekend? Today, I'm going to the orphanage, so help me get something from the hospital." HuMing handed a list to Kang Xin.

"Remember, you must not show this to anyone, okay?"

Seeing HuMing's serious expression, Kang Xin nodded.

She tucked the list into the pocket of her clothes and then turned to leave.

Meanwhile, HuMing glanced at his phone, where he found a message from Ye QiuXue:

【Wake up!】