Transmigrated as the Fake Young Master, I’ll Beat up the Scumbags and Bitches

A girl with twin tails strode over with a furious expression. She glared at HuMing as if he had done something infuriating.

HuMing, however, in the face of her questioning, didn't respond. He crossed his arms and stared at the girl in front of him.

She was Han YunXi, HuMing's sister.

Of course, now she was Han ShuYi's biological sister.

At the same age as HuMing, she attended the same school. However, she detested interacting with him because of his bad reputation and absurd behavior at school.

She demanded HuMing not to talk to her at school to prevent anyone from knowing about their relationship.

It was apparent she hated HuMing very much.

Witnessing what had just happened, their relationship had hit rock bottom.

After all, she figured it was his fault before he could say anything.

Despite being a head shorter than HuMing, she exuded an intimidating aura.

“Though I don’t know why you had been scolding these sisters, you have no right to make them kneel even if we hired them!”

Han YunXi couldn't tolerate Hu Ming's behavior. After telling him multiple times, she ultimately gave up on him.

HuMing, raising his eyebrows without any guilt on his face, infuriated her to no end!

“Does it matter whether or not it was me? Why wouldn't I have the right to discipline subordinates?”

“You! Do you know what your current situation is? Han ShuYi is my real brother! You do not belong to the Han family!”

Han YunXi said in the heat of the moment.

As soon as she uttered the words, she quickly covered her mouth and nervously stared at Hu Ming.

But unexpectedly, Hu Ming did not go into a fury as before. Instead, he smiled lightly, with a faint hint of sarcasm.

“You are right. I do not belong to the Han Family.”

Saying these words, HuMing turned and left.

Leaving behind the maids, each staring speechless at the other and a stunned Han YunXi.

Han YunXi immediately noticed that something was off about HuMing today!

…

Just around the corner, Hu Ming saw the maid who had knocked on his door the previous night.

She stood in front of him and whispered,

“Young Master, do you need me to help explain to Miss?”

“Hmm? Explain what? That those people were not treating me as their Young Master? But what they said is true. I do not belong to the Han family. They do not need to respect me.”

Looking at the inconspicuous maid in front of him, HuMing raised his eyebrows, waved his hand casually, and said.

“There's no need for you to treat me like this. I’m just a worthless person waiting to be abandoned.”

He walked past the maid, but her voice sounded again from behind,

“As long as you are in the Han family, you are the Young Master of the Han family.”

Hu Ming continued walking straight to the entrance, his figure stretching long in the sunlight outside.

“Is that so? Then let's see how things turn out.”

The inconspicuous maid turned slowly and gazed at HuMing's gradually receding figure. She muttered softly.

“Young Master, will you really accept your fate like this?”

…

It was puzzling how everyone seemed to know HuMing wasn't the real Young Master of the Han family. The news had already flared throughout the entire campus by the next day.

When HuMing exited the car, everyone had their gazes pinned on him.

Those who used to wait for him at the entrance had vanished without a trace.

HuMing was not surprised by this. His past behavior caused those followers to only be there because of his money.

Now that it has been revealed that HuMing was no longer the Young Master of the Han family, there was naturally no benefit for them to be around him.

On the contrary, Han ShuYi, who got out of the car with him, was being pursued by many people.

Those who used to flatter him were now gathered around Han ShuYi.

On one side stood the true Young Master of the Han family, surrounded by people, while on the other side, the fake Young Master was ignored by everyone. The contrast in their treatment was stark.

However, HuMing also had people around but mostly mocking him.

“Oh, isn't this Young Master Han HuMing? Oh, I've almost forgotten. You are no longer the Young Master of the Han family! That other person is the real Young Master~”

Standing before him was a thin boy whose mouth stuck out like an ape.

This person usually couldn't tolerate HuMing's behavior, but he didn't dare to speak out before because of his identity.

Now that HuMing's identity had plummeted, he naturally wanted to step on him.

HuMing's mouth slightly curled up, and his smile didn't diminish when he heard what he said.

“If your eyes can still see, you should be able to see what car I came in, right?”

The boy was stunned momentarily, his face somewhat embarrassed, and then he retorted,

“So what? You are just a fake. You have taken over Han ShuYi’s life for the past decade. Can you even repay him?!”

Such words were quickly resonated with the other students.

Han ShuYi was not only handsome and friendly, but he also had excellent grades. If he had enjoyed the education of the Han family, he would undoubtedly have excelled even more.

On the contrary, Han HuMing, who had these resources, was still worthless.

Why should such a person replace Han ShuYi’s life?!

The students pointed and whispered at HuMing as if denying his existence.

Unfortunately, HuMing may be worthless, but he was thick-skinned.

Despite these students' accusations, HuMing didn't waver. On the contrary, he still had a smile on his face.

He whistled and walked towards his classroom, ignoring the voices behind him.

On his way, HuMing encountered many icy stares and seemed to have become the outcast of the entire school.

But things didn’t end there.

When HuMing returned to the classroom, he discovered that his seat had been moved next to the trash can, and his books were scattered on the floor.

And on the desk, words had been written by someone.

HuMing walked over only to see the words etched into his desk,

“Get Out, Unwanted Bastard!”

The vibrant pen strokes were precise, indicating a deep-seated grudge and even a wish for his demise.

Everyone stared at HuMing, expecting him to explode in the classroom.

After all, it was how he used to vent his emotions.

“Quite interesting, isn't it? I wonder which master artist painted this?”

He calmly placed his desk back in position and squatted to pick up his books.

“Do you guys think I would be angry just because of this?”

HuMing knew what these people wanted to see, but he didn't comply with their wishes.

The classmates gazed at each other, unsure how to depict the scene unfolding before them.

【Is HuMing possessed by a ghost?】"

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