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

"Ah Ming, you're here. We really troubled you yesterday."

The old director forced a smile while his wife poured water for HuMing.

HuMing pulled up a chair and sat beside the old director, his expression relaxed.

"Grandpa Director, you don't need to worry about the orphanage. The children are doing well and are unaffected. You, on the other hand, should take care of your health. The kids are still waiting for you to return."

"I understand, but whenever I think about that ungrateful son, I just can't calm down."

The old director shook his head helplessly. He had spent his life teaching and nurturing others, and yet he had failed to raise his own son properly.

He wondered if he could really guide those children.

"If you're worried about Zhao Qiong, he's missing now. No one knows where he went with that money."

"Nevermind. Over the years, we've grown exhausted. I'll just pretend he was never born."

The old director seemed unwilling to continue the topic. He leaned back against his pillow, looking as though he might drift off to sleep at any moment.

His wife, however, had a heavy expression on her face, her eyes filled with worry as she looked at her husband.

"That money was our last savings. Now, we have so many children in the orphanage depending on us, and YouCheng still has to go to middle school. Without money, there's nothing we can do."

The director's wife was also heartbroken. All their years of savings had been taken by their son.

Zhao Qiong hadn't just ruined their lives---he had destroyed the futures of those children!

"I can always go out and find a teaching job. You can stay and take care of the kids," the old director said, already thinking of solutions.

No matter how harsh life became, they would survive. Even if it meant enduring hardship!

Upon hearing this, HuMing hurriedly interjected.

"You don't need to worry about that. My dad said he'll sponsor you!"

"This... How can we accept that!" the old director quickly declined, but HuMing raised his hand to stop him from saying more.

"Grandpa Director, actually, this also benefits us as well. After all, the Han family needs a good reputation. And for you, it's a necessary amount of funding, isn't it?"

HuMing's expression turned serious, starkly different from his earlier playful demeanor.

The old director and his wife exchanged a glance before sighing.

"I don't know how many times we've troubled you, HuMing. You're a good kid."

As he spoke, the old director moved as if to bow to HuMing.

However, HuMing quickly supported him, preventing him from making such a gesture.

He couldn't accept that kind of formality!

"Actually, I've been honestly happy when I come over. Playing with the kids, I've recaptured some of my childhood."

"Good, good. Then come visit more often."

The old director placed his hand on the back of HuMing's, a smile gradually returning to his face.

Laughter occasionally echoed through the hospital room as though yesterday's troubles had been forgotten.

...

Ye QiuXue hadn't slept well last night. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw the fading silhouette of HuMing.

Every inch of her skin felt something was off about his gaze last night!

His voice had also grown low and eerie as if it were pulling people down into the depths of hell.

But what worried her most was how, when that man had grabbed Han YunXi, HuMing seemed as if he was holding something back.

With these anxious thoughts swirling in her mind, Ye QiuXue experienced a rare blockade of insomnia.

She sent HuMing a message, but he never responded.

Tossing and turning in bed, she checked her phone every half hour.

And so she stayed up until morning. When sunlight streamed through the curtains, Ye QiuXue got up, washed up quickly, and sat on the sofa, staring at her phone.

Since she couldn't reach HuMing, Ye QiuXue decided to ask Han YunXi.

Finally, Han YunXi replied quickly, saying HuMing had returned last night. He probably hadn't responded because he was too exhausted.

Seeing Han YunXi's reply, Ye QiuXue finally couldn't hold out any longer. She collapsed onto the sofa and closed her eyes.

She opened her eyes only after 3 p.m., and when she woke up, HuMing had already replied to her message.

He said he was coming to her house!

Ye QiuXue stared at the message, stunned for a long moment. Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

"President, it's me, HuMing!"

In a daze, Ye QiuXue opened the door only to see HuMing standing there with a large bag of items in hand.

Likewise, when HuMing saw her, his face couldn't hide the surprise.

Ye QiuXue was dressed in loose pajamas, and her usually neatly styled hair was now a tangled mess.

The two stared at each other for a moment, and then, out of nowhere, Ye QiuXue abruptly tried to close the door. HuMing instinctively blocked it!

"President, you're not planning to make me wait outside until you change your clothes and fix your hair, are you?"

"W-what are you talking about!"

Ye QiuXue said this, but her hands didn't relax their grip on the door at all.

No matter how hard she pushed, the door wouldn't budge even a little!

Ultimately, she gave up, opening the door and staring at HuMing with a look of complete defeat, as if resigning herself to fate.

He had seen her at her worst---what was there left to say?

Might as well just accept it!

"We're going to the orphanage, right? I'll go change."

Ye QiuXue ran back to her room barefoot while HuMing closed the door behind him and sat on the sofa, glancing around the room.

There wasn't much difference from his last visit, except now, the sofa carried a faint fragrance from Ye QiuXue.

"There's soda water in the fridge. If you want some, just grab it yourself."

"Alright!"

HuMing stood up to get some soda from the fridge, but at that moment, the doorbell rang.

Ye QiuXue's voice came from her room again.

"It's probably a delivery. Can you get it for me?"

"Got it."

HuMing opened the door, intending to take the package, but when he saw the person standing outside, both of them froze in place.

It was just like the moment HuMing and Ye QiuXue had met earlier.

Ye Feng hadn't been able to reach Ye QiuXue yesterday, and when he tried to call her later, he found out she had blocked him!

So today, he decided to come by to find her.

He had expected his daughter to be the one answering the door, but to his surprise, the person standing in front of him was the young man who had fought him before!

Why was he in his daughter's apartment?

Ye Feng's expression grew increasingly severe, and his gaze toward HuMing was anything but friendly.

"What are you doing in my daughter's apartment? Where is she?"

Hearing this, HuMing paused momentarily before stepping in front of the door, clearly not intending to let Ye Feng inside.

"Ye QiuXue is changing, but I don't think she wants to see you."

"Get lost!"

Ye Feng tried to push HuMing aside, but HuMing grabbed his wrist and pushed him back, his expression freezing further.

"When you abandoned Ye QiuXue, did you ever think this day would come?"