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

The car pulled up near the area where Ye QiuXue lived.

Today, Ye QiuXue wore a sky-blue long dress, her smooth, delicate feet wearing a pair of white high-heeled sandals.

She looked flawless, exquisitely beautiful, with deep, clear eyes like a tranquil landscape. Her long black hair floated gracefully, soft as a mist, her skin pure and translucent as white jade. A faint shimmer highlighted her delicate collarbone, and the blush on her radiant face stirred an inexplicable tenderness in the viewer's heart.

Ye QiuXue looked around, holding a somewhat heavy-looking bag in her watch-clad hand.

HuMing rolled down the car window and called out to Ye QiuXue. When she saw him, Ye QiuXue responded with a soft smile and approached him.

Lan Jun, despite having met her before, was still struck by her beauty. He knew this young lady was the student council president at the young master's school, yet, even knowing this, he couldn't help but be dazzled by her appearance.

He had heard that the young master had once pursued a girl at school, almost to the point of embarrassment. But if that girl was the one standing before him now, perhaps it was understandable.

When Ye QiuXue got into the car, Lan Jun quickly averted his gaze and focused on driving. To him, the relationship between the girl and his young master didn't seem ordinary. Why? He could only attribute it to his intuition.

HuMing, unaware of the thoughts running through Lan Jun's mind, got out of the car and put the gift Ye QiuXue had brought into the trunk before getting back inside.

In the car, Han YunXi looked at Ye QiuXue first, then HuMing.

"President, since when did you and my brother become so close?"

Hearing this question, both HuMing and Ye QiuXue froze.

This matter could be traced back quite a long time ago. Even Ye QiuXue herself wasn't sure when she started paying so much attention to HuMing.

At first, she only thought HuMing didn't deserve to be bullied just because of his status. Gradually, their relationship deepened to the point where they could sit in the same car and even have meals together.

'When exactly did this happen?'

Ye QiuXue questioned herself while HuMing, sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly chuckled.

"Your brother is naturally well-liked by people. It's not strange that the president and I are close."

"Pfft! Brother, have some shame! Don't you know how much people used to hate you?" Han YunXi shot a white eye at HuMing, clearly not buying a word he said.

Ye QiuXue, sitting beside them, couldn't help but cover her mouth, giggling at their banter.

Although they were bickering, it was clear from their playful exchange how close they were. Is this what family is like?

Her smile gradually faded as she turned her gaze out the window, lost in memories.

...

As soon as the car came to a stop, HuMing got out and retrieved all the items from the trunk.

The old director must have heard them arrive as he stepped out to greet them, walking briskly toward the car.

"Ah Ming, you didn't need to bring so much stuff just because you're visiting!"

"Oh, it's for the kids!" HuMing smiled as he carried the bags, while the old director sighed helplessly, though a similar smile spread across his face.

It was clear that the director was in particularly good spirits today. His wife, wearing an apron, also came out. She wiped her hands on the apron and quickly walked over to HuMing.

"Ah Ming, you're always helping us out. We old bones keep troubling you," she said, her face full of apology.

HuMing hurriedly shook his head, denying her claim.

"Don't be silly! What we're doing is nothing. You two need to take care of yourselves!"

"Alright, alright," the director's wife chuckled, her wrinkles gathering as her smile deepened.

But to HuMing, everything they had done truly was remarkable.

"Okay, okay, enough chatting outside! Let's get inside," the director urged his wife and patted him on the shoulder.

The affection between the two was clear for all to see.

For all these decades, they must have supported each other like this.

HuMing watched their backs, falling into a brief silence.

Han YunXi had already rushed inside with the gifts, greeting the children as she went. Lan Jun, standing by the car, lit a cigarette as he waited for the elderly couple to come back out.

Only Ye QiuXue remained at HuMing's side, quietly watching the couple with him.

"Han HuMing, are you envious of them?"

Ye QiuXue's words snapped HuMing out of his distant thoughts. Only to see her smile gently, her eyes sparkling.

"I'm only envious of myself!" HuMing picked up the remaining gifts and headed inside.

Ye QiuXue could only shake her head helplessly, not wanting to poke through someone's lie.

HuMing's popularity was as high as ever. As soon as the children spotted him, they rushed over, surrounding him immediately.

Han YunXi, who had been the center of attention just moments ago, was now left completely alone!

Pouting, she shouted at HuMing, clearly displeased.

"Why are you so popular, bother?!"

"I've told you before, I'm naturally loved. What can I do if you don't believe me?" HuMing stuck out his tongue at her, acting mischievous.

Han YunXi, frustrated, stomped her foot, determined to use her trump card.

"Hmph, this time, I brought a lot of gifts this time!"

With that, she opened the large box she had brought along. Inside were an array of stuffed toys and Lego sets. The children were immediately drawn to the treasures inside the box!

Instantly, they flocked to Han YunXi, grabbing her hands and calling her "Good Sister".

A sense of vanity washed over Han YunXi as she reveled in the chorus of "Good Sister".

Seeing this, HuMing shook his head helplessly. He hadn't expected her to use toys to win over the children.

These kids rarely had the chance to play with toys. In their eyes, toys were luxury items, not necessities. They wouldn't ask for them, but that didn't mean they didn't like them.

'Ain't Han YunXi quite thoughtful?'

Leaning against a pillar, HuMing watched the children's joyful smiles, and he couldn't help but smile as well.

When Ye QiuXue finished putting away the things she had brought, she walked out and saw the scene before her.

"Han HuMing, your sister is even more popular than you," she teased with a smile as she walked up to him, raising her eyebrows playfully.

HuMing merely shrugged, clearly not bothered by it.

"Isn't that great? Kids should always stay innocent."

"What about you?"

"Me? I'm long past the age where I can dream so freely," HuMing replied with a grin, then dashed into the crowd of children.

He picked up a little girl and hoisted her onto his shoulders. The girl, clutching her doll, beamed with joy.

'You are guarding the dreams of these children.'

Ye QiuXue thought to herself.