The Unloved Fake Young Master Is Pregnant with the Real Heir's Child - Chapter 12

Chapter 12: Real Estate  He didn’t do anything to Big Brother did he

Lu Yunchuan had a rather suggestive dream. In it, he and a girl whose face he couldn’t quite see were kissing passionately.

The images were more than he dared to dwell on—the girl was as fervent as fire, her kissing technique superb, leaving countless marks on him. In the dream, he ran off to brag to Huo Yanxiu, only for Huo Yanxiu to turn into a vengeful ghost in the next second.

He woke up with a start. It was already the next morning. Big Brother had long since left for work, and no one in the house had bothered to wake him.

His head felt heavy. He patted his skull as he sat up, only to realize he was in Big Brother’s bed. So, Big Brother had been the one to bring him home last night.

The dream felt incredibly real, as if the warmth of that girl’s lips still lingered on his own. He touched his mouth for a long time, wondering blankly: Since I had a dream like that… I didn’t do anything weird to Big Brother, did I?

If he actually had, he’d have nowhere to hide his face.

Despite being in the peak of hormonal puberty, Lu Yunchuan rarely had such dreams. Most of the time, he dreamt of fighting, or unrealistic sci-fi scenarios where he flew around like a superhero or piloted a fighter jet into the stratosphere.

He sat up and checked his phone. There were messages from both Big Brother and Huo Yanxiu.

Most Beloved Big Brother: Eat breakfast when you get up. I asked the nanny to leave some for you.

Lu Yunchuan replied: Thanks, Big Brother! Another day of being loved by you. I’m so lucky. Love ya!

After hitting send, he tapped on Huo Yanxiu’s chat.

Rich Brat: When are you getting up? Taking you to see the house today.

Only then did Lu Yunchuan’s foggy memory recall that Huo Yanxiu had handed him a set of keys last night. He hadn’t been thinking straight and had simply accepted them. Now that he was sober, he was shocked.

He typed back: Are you actually giving me a house?

Huo Yanxiu replied instantly: Surprised? Ten million is just pocket change to you, the Second Young Master of the Fu family.

Before Lu Yunchuan became the “fake master,” ten million was indeed something he could get just by asking. But since becoming the “discarded fake,” ten million was an astronomical figure! As an ordinary person, he might not earn that much in an entire lifetime of hard work.

Lu Yunchuan: Huo-shao, you’re the man. But I should remind you I’m leaving the Fu family sooner or later. The real young master is back. Giving me this massive gift won’t make the Fu family like you more; it might actually draw their hatred.

Huo Yanxiu: So what? I’ll give gifts to whoever I want. It’s my money, and it’s none of their business. I just like spending it on you.

Lu Yunchuan was moved to tears: Because of that sentence, you’re officially my brother for life. You’ve really saved my skin; I truly do need a place of my own.

Huo Yanxiu: Stop yapping. I’ll pick you up in thirty minutes. Get out of bed.

After a quick “You got it,” Lu Yunchuan threw his phone on the nightstand and went to shower, only to discover his clothes had been changed—including his underwear.

Holding his toothbrush, he stared at the lean youth in the mirror, frowning in confusion. Wait, did Big Brother change my clothes too? Why don’t I remember a single thing?

After a moment of annoyance, he thought, Thank God it was Big Brother. If it had been anyone else, who knows what they would have done. Nowadays, it wasn’t just girls who were in danger; pure-hearted college guys weren’t safe either. There were too many creeps in this world.

If it hadn’t been for his best friends last night, he never would have gotten that drunk. He couldn’t let that happen again.

He brushed his teeth, washed his face, slapped on some of Big Brother’s skincare products, and found an outfit in the closet. A dark gray polo, gray cargo camo pants, and matching sneakers—the perfect look for a sunny, youthful lad.

He was tall and looked good in anything, especially with his silver-white hair. Dressed up, he looked like a character straight out of an anime.

He heard a car in the courtyard, followed by Butler Xu’s voice: “Young Master Huo, you’re here early.”

“Yeah,” Huo Yanxiu’s voice was crisp. “Is Ah Chuan up yet?”

Lu Yunchuan grabbed his camo bag, stuffed his phone inside, and headed out.

From the moment Huo Yanxiu entered the house, Fu Lingchuan’s eyes hadn’t left him. Yet, Huo Yanxiu wouldn’t stop talking about Lu Yunchuan. Fu Lingchuan bit his lip, his body trembling with suppressed rage.

A fake master who was worth nothing had not only stolen his life, but the person who should have been his best friend was also this fake master’s childhood companion.

Hearing Huo Yanxiu mention Lu Yunchuan again, Fu Lingchuan chimed in: “Second Brother came home drunk last night. I saw Big Brother supporting him.”

Jiang Wanyue sneered upon hearing this. “Still thinks he’s a young master, doesn’t he? No sense of propriety. The Fu family upbringing isn’t supposed to be that lax.”

Huo Yanxiu glanced at Fu Lingchuan with a meaningful smile and explained to Jiang Wanyue, “Ah Chuan was with me last night. It was a graduation dinner; everyone was happy and had a few too many. Auntie, please don’t blame him.”

Jiang Wanyue had to suppress her anger. She smiled at Huo Yanxiu. “Our Lingchuan just returned and doesn’t have many friends. Yanxiu, if you have time, you could take Lingchuan out to play so he can make some friends.”

Huo Yanxiu didn’t like this “True Young Master” at all. Despite the boy’s act of sensibility and weakness, Huo Yanxiu could see his heart was anything but pure; he was constantly targeting Lu Yunchuan.

He simply replied to Jiang Wanyue, “I’m not that big on making new friends. Ah Chuan and I grew up together; no one can replace his position in my heart.”

Jiang Wanyue’s face stiffened. But Huo Yanxiu came from a noble background, so she couldn’t snap at him. She replied awkwardly, “That’s true. I just meant that if you have time, you could include Lingchuan. After all, our two families are destined to be joined by marriage sooner or later.”

Speaking of marriage, Huo Yanxiu had more to say. “Auntie, there’s something I should probably let you know, so your daughter doesn’t get hurt later on.”

“What is it?” Jiang Wanyue blinked.

Huo Yanxiu pointed at himself. “Me? I like men.”

Jiang Wanyue: “…”

Fu Lingchuan’s eyes lit up, and he looked at Huo Yanxiu again.

Huo Yanxiu’s smile was elegant and composed. “A marriage alliance isn’t impossible. I think Ah Chuan is a great choice. If Uncle and Auntie agree to a match between me and Ah Chuan, then the deal is definitely on.”

Jiang Wanyue’s face turned the color of pig liver. “So… you like Yunchuan?”

Huo Yanxiu didn’t hide it anymore. “I do. Everyone knows I like him. The rumors about the Fu family lately are quite nasty—the Second Young Master you raised for eighteen years almost got kicked out. I really can’t stand to see him suffer, so I decided to give him a house. It’s not very big, just enough for one person. It’s in Jiangfeng Manor.”

Jiang Wanyue could no longer maintain her smile. A luxury home in Jiangfeng Manor started at fifty million yuan. It was prime real estate. And Huo Yanxiu was just… giving it away?

Fu Lingchuan didn’t know what Jiangfeng Manor represented, but seeing his mother’s face, he knew it was something extraordinary.

Jiang Wanyue tried to persuade him: “Don’t be so impulsive. He can’t give you anything in return. That money will be wasted. He’ll leave the Fu family eventually; we’ll see once the exam results are out.”

Huo Yanxiu’s smile didn’t waver. “That’s your family’s business. It has nothing to do with my feelings for him. If you guys don’t want him, I’ll happily take him off your hands and bring him to my house.”

Jiang Wanyue: “…”

Huo Yanxiu continued, “The ‘trash’ you don’t want is a treasure in my eyes. It’s not like I can’t afford to support him. The Huo family is vast; it’ll all be mine eventually. If he comes to my house, I’ll treat him like an ancestor. My parents are very open-minded and fond of Ah Chuan. Either way, he won’t suffer a bit.”

Just as he finished, Lu Yunchuan stepped out, bag in hand. Seeing Huo Yanxiu in the living room, he said politely, “Mom, I’m heading out with Huo Yanxiu.”

Jiang Wanyue’s face was grim; she didn’t even respond.

Lu Yunchuan signaled to Huo Yanxiu: “Let’s go.”

Huo Yanxiu stood up to bid them farewell. “Auntie, I’ll be going. I’ll visit again soon.”

As Fu Lingchuan watched Huo Yanxiu follow Lu Yunchuan out, he whispered to his mother, “Mom… is Jiangfeng Manor… expensive?”

It was like a thorn in Jiang Wanyue’s heart. “Extremely. There are almost no listings; you can’t buy in even with money. A second-hand unit is probably worth over a hundred million.”

Fu Lingchuan: “…” Huo Yanxiu’s favoritism was too blatant.

This wasn’t Lu Yunchuan’s first time in Huo Yanxiu’s Lamborghini. To say he wasn’t envious would be a lie, but he didn’t care as much now. He asked Huo Yanxiu why he’d suddenly decided to give him a house.

Huo Yanxiu raised an eyebrow. “Practically the whole Beijing circle knows you’re being kicked out. I’m afraid you’ll end up dead in a ditch, so I’m giving you a house first. You can pay me back when you’re able.”

Lu Yunchuan was moved. “From now on, I am your most loyal servant. I’ll do whatever you want.”

Huo Yanxiu’s lips curled. “That obedient? Fine. When we reach the legal age, how about marrying me?”

Lu Yunchuan reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. “Screw off! Anything but that. No matter how miserable I am, I’m not selling my ass.”

Huo Yanxiu tsked. “Still so much backbone even when you’re down? That’s our Young Master Fu for you. Honestly, there are a lot of perks to being with me. My family’s massive industry would be ours. You could keep living like a prince.”

Lu Yunchuan shook his head. “No. I’m a man of principle. I won’t sell my body just because the Huo family is rich… unless you let me be on top.”

Huo Yanxiu burst out laughing. “Sure. I don’t mind. Whatever you prefer.”

Lu Yunchuan: “…”

Of course, he was joking. They were too close for filter; they often insulted each other’s entire ancestral lines when they fought. He didn’t take Huo Yanxiu’s words seriously.

However, the scale of the gift truly stunned him. Huo Yanxiu could actually get a place in Jiangfeng Manor? That was the heart of the city center! He thought ten million was generous, but this?

Lu Yunchuan stared at the gold-inlaid letters of “Jiangfeng Manor” in disbelief. “Are you freaking serious? What right do I have to live in a place this high-end?”

“Stop talking and go in,” Huo Yanxiu said. “It’s not like you haven’t seen luxury before.”

The gift was too precious; Lu Yunchuan hesitated to move. Just then, his phone buzzed. It was a reply from Big Brother.

Big Brother: I’ll take you to see a place at noon. I booked an apartment for you. It’s in a good school district, not far from the high school. If you repeat the year, it’ll be convenient for your commute. See if you like it; if not, we’ll find another one.

Lu Yunchuan looked up at “Jiangfeng Manor,” then down at Big Brother’s message.

His heart was a mess of emotions. There were actually two tycoons willing to buy him property in the most expensive parts of the capital? Why did I care about ‘backbone’ in my last life? Is there anything better than money?

But if he accepted Huo Yanxiu’s gift, would Big Brother be angry?

He cautiously replied to Big Brother: Huo Yanxiu is giving me a house too. Did you two plan this together?

A minute later, Big Brother replied: Reject it. If you accept a house from him, don’t ever see me again. I can’t afford to repay that kind of favor.

Lu Yunchuan: “??

Wait, why was Big Brother angry about someone giving him a house? Isn’t this a good thing?

What exactly was the point Big Brother was so mad about?