Chapter 1: There’s Logic, But Not Much

Xiao Yao is back. Stop being shameless. Tonight, get the hell out of the Yu family!”

The man’s voice, suppressing anger and impatient frustration, exploded beside his ears at the same time as the heavy slam of the door.

“Pat, pat—”

Two thin bank cards slid down his wet cheeks.

Lin Jiangye opened his eyes in slight confusion and realized that he was crying.

His eyes were swollen like peaches. His damp lashes were soaked with tears, his vision was blurred, his lips were sickly pale, and he looked as if he might collapse at any moment.

Before that fierce man left, he had shoved him backward, making him fall onto a very soft bed.

Lin Jiangye lay on his back, trying hard to open his still-disobedient eyes. Then he froze.

The ceiling was not an ordinary wall surface, but a mirror with an ambiguous meaning.

It was surrounded by atmospheric light strips, the mirror spotless and filled with a sarcastic, suggestive dim glow.

The person on the bed looked especially miserable and frail, as if every inch of him had been recorded by the entire world, every detail exposed with nowhere to hide.

The dazed feeling caused by forcibly crossing worlds finally faded, and Lin Jiangye remembered.

This world was a dog blood novel with logic…

but not much.

There were real and fake young masters, substitute lovers, kidney-digging, and countless dark secrets among wealthy families, all tangled in love and hatred.

The protagonist top: Yu Lin.

The protagonist bottom: Lin Jiangye.

The vicious male supporting character: Lin Jingyao.

Aside from them, there were also several devoted second male leads and yandere villains.

And Lin Jiangye had, at this very moment, replaced the original protagonist with the same name who no longer had the will to live, gaining a new life.

The timeline was in the early part of the plot, the most heart-wrenching section.

The real young master, unaware that he was only a substitute, met Yu Lin, who also came from a wealthy family, at university. Their relationship developed naturally, and they began dating.

But in this relationship, Yu Lin was clearly the undisputed superior party, the careless savior, the one looking down from above.

He had received elite education since childhood and had already taken over a branch company in university. His net worth was extraordinary. As the precious only son of the Yu family, who in their circle would not flatter and support him?

Even if he dated, it was only for fun. There was no way he would take it too seriously.

As for the original owner, who had only been found and brought back to the Lin family in high school, although he had inherited good looks from Mother Lin, that seemingly innate timid aura made him appear ordinary and dim.

He had an uncontrollable people-pleasing personality, cautious, restrained, and sensitive.

He was clearly the legitimate real young master, and he had suffered endless grievances in his adoptive parents’ home. Yet no one had ever truly cared about what he had gone through.

His biological parents were too lazy to hold a homecoming banquet for him or announce his identity. They were also too lazy to take revenge on the nanny couple who had switched the babies.

Because of this, in the early part of the story, the original owner had no idea that his fate had been personally changed by his adoptive parents. He even gave all his money to his sick adoptive mother to buy medicine.

As for Lin Jiangye’s biological older brother, Lin Yu, he disliked and hated him without hiding it at all.

At home, Lin Yu never spoke to him. He did not let him stay in the fake young master’s bedroom, making it clear that he wanted to keep that place for Lin Jingyao.

Only Father Lin’s attitude was relatively fair, and he could be considered decisive.

On the day Lin Jiangye returned home, Father Lin immediately made the decision to send Lin Jingyao abroad for school, telling him not to come back for ten years and not to create obstacles for his biological son.

On the surface, he seemed biased toward the original owner. But in reality…

Father Lin donated ten million dollars to that university to ensure Lin Jingyao could receive the best education.

When the family went to the airport to send off the fake young master, Mother Lin cried until she looked like a tearful mess, Lin Yu’s eyes reddened, and Father Lin silently sighed. The scene was full of sorrow.

The original owner, anxious and uneasy, was completely ignored by them. Like a criminal being punished to stand, he trailed at the very end of the crowd and gradually became separated from his family.

Because he was unfamiliar with the airport and got lost, he carefully sat in place and waited for at least two hours.

When his family finally found him, he could not help shedding a few tears. But Lin Yu immediately mocked him with an impatient, cold face.

“Why are you trying to make your presence known? You used every means to force my younger brother away, and you’re still not satisfied?

“Lin Jiangye, I’m warning you. Stop being so self-righteous, and stop doing those shameful little tricks. Mom and Dad are soft-hearted and can’t see how scheming you are, but I’m different.”

Just like that, Lin Jiangye’s “inferior” character was forcibly defined by his own older brother, and he could never clear his name again.

He would always be an outsider, never able to please his family, anxious and walking on thin ice.

Yu Lin, who descended from the sky at this moment…

was like the only piece of driftwood in a cold, sinking sea.

Because of this, the original owner’s posture in his relationship with Yu Lin was extremely humble. He clung tightly to him, thought of every possible way to please him, and desperately devoted himself. Only then was he finally accepted by Yu Lin.

Today was August 15th, and Yu Lin had actually brought the original owner back to the Yu family’s old residence.

The original owner thought that perhaps their relationship could finally bear fruit from here. But the fake young master, who was supposed to not return within ten years, suddenly arrived at the Jing City airport on this crucial night.

The Lin family’s superficial peace, and his lover’s shallow tenderness and love, were like flowers in a mirror and the moon reflected in water. In that instant, they all turned into nothing.

On the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion night, families should be harmonious and happy.

Lin Jingyao, who had returned to the country, was personally picked up by the Lin parents and brought home to reunite for the holiday.

Meanwhile, their biological son was thrown into a guest room in the Yu family home, and even the bedroom design was meant for eroticism and excitement.

They had a huge fight, but all the original owner received was obvious contempt, the insult of black cards casually thrown at him, and disgust as if he were a worn-out shoe.

Even though Yu Lin had brought him back to the old residence and introduced him to his parents, the original owner had never been respected. Not even for a second.

He was just a weightless replacement, an object to fill emptiness, a plaything not worth caring about.

The moment Yu Lin heard the news that Lin Jingyao had returned, he no longer cared about attending the family banquet. Without hesitation, he threw the original owner aside and even blamed everything on him.

Just before he slammed the door and left, Yu Lin suddenly flew into a rage without warning. He accused the original owner of having poor character, of scheming to seduce him, of coveting things that belonged to his “younger brother,” of dreaming of rising to the top in one step, and of never knowing satisfaction.

There were probably many misunderstandings in all this.

But the original owner no longer wanted to explain.

He only wanted to abandon everything, hurry up and die, and obtain true peace and tranquility.

By a strange twist of fate, Lin Jiangye harvested the original owner’s utterly despairing soul after he awakened, receiving all of his memories. But that only made him even less interested in clearing up the misunderstandings.

He already knew the original book’s plot, but he simply could not understand anyone.

The humans in this world…

were so strange.

And very dangerous. They actually wanted to dig out his kidney and give it to someone healthier, making everyone turn into sickly weaklings.

Lin Jiangye truly could not understand.

Silence spread through the empty bedroom. Lin Jiangye blinked and instinctively tried to use divine power to soothe his red and swollen eyes, but he nearly collapsed from exhaustion because of it.

…He was so fragile.

This was troublesome. In truth, he had only just died once himself, and his divine power could not replenish itself. This body was also far too delicate and weak.

There was absolutely no way he could win in a fight.

Run.

He had to run quickly.

At the very least, he had to find a way to protect this beautiful kidney. Otherwise, his future self would become even weaker.

Time was tight, and the original owner’s memories were too numerous and messy. Lin Jiangye could only extract a few key points, roughly sort through the plotline, and then hurriedly get up to pack his luggage.

After Yu Lin quarreled with the original owner, he drove directly to find Lin Jingyao.

Right now, he should be smoking forlornly outside the Lin family villa, playing the role of an infatuated man.

But after Yu Lin foolishly waited for a long time, Lin Jingyao did not come out to see him. He only opened the door a small crack, revealing a dim smile.

Because…

“You are the boyfriend of the Lin family’s young master. I should avoid suspicion. If Gege finds out, he’ll be angry. How could I fight with him over you?”

The gentle young man lowered his eyes. His lonely side profile carried bitterness as he softly closed the door again.

Yu Lin was firmly refused entry, but he did not get angry. Toward his pitiful and innocent white moonlight, he only felt heartache.

With his heart full of frustration, he would return home, take an irritable shower, and then begin the second scene with the tearful, homeless substitute.

Because of the frustration of being unable to obtain what he wanted, and a trace of unclear guilt, Yu Lin would press the protagonist bottom onto the bed and vent harshly, then throw him out of the Yu family.

“Vent harshly” probably was not any kind of friendly interaction…

Lin Jiangye did not quite understand it, but instinctively felt that something was wrong.

If he did not run now, he might encounter something very frightening.

According to the novel’s contents, he roughly constructed a three-dimensional map of the Yu family manor in his mind, then discovered a small problem.

He could not run away at all.

The Yu family’s old residence was located in the mountains. The environment was quiet and secluded. Food delivery and express deliveries could not enter, and even private cars had to receive the owner’s permission in advance before passing through.

Lin Jiangye did not have his own car.

If he relied on his legs to walk down the mountain, he would have to walk for a very, very long time. There was also the risk of dying halfway with no one to collect his corpse.

And right now, the Yu family home only had the head of the Yu family, Yu Lin’s parents who had no real say, and a large group of relatives from the branch family who had specially come to celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival.

Thinking of the servants’ disdainful gazes in the original owner’s memories and the butler’s cold stare…

Lin Jiangye suddenly realized that no one would risk offending Yu Lin to help him leave on Mid-Autumn night.

Even more frightening, in another month, the Yu family would be fully taken over and controlled by Yu Lin. Immediately afterward, the kidney-digging drama would be staged at lightning speed.

Thinking of this, the scent of death already lingered at the tip of his nose, familiar and gentle, making Lin Jiangye feel comfortable all over.

But if he died a second time, he would truly die.

Lin Jiangye lightly pursed his lips and chose to make a decision that went against a professional rule.

He would reverse a certain tool character’s inevitable death ending.

He absolutely could not let Yu Lin sit back and reap all the benefits.

The true head of the Yu family—

Yu Wangxiao.

He was Yu Lin’s uncle, who would die young.

The meaning of Yu Wangxiao’s existence was to carve out a bloody path among jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards, making the Yu Corporation into a giant in Jing City that completely towered above the wealthy families, one no one could easily shake.

After that, on the Mid-Autumn Festival, he would die in a car accident arranged by an unknown enemy.

He would die in an extremely hasty way, allowing Yu Lin to fully inherit his shares and no longer worry about fighting for power, so Yu Lin could continue doing whatever he wanted in the game of love.

In that case…

As long as Yu Wangxiao stayed alive and steadily controlled the Yu family, Yu Lin would never be able to stir up any waves in this lifetime.

At most, he would become a fairly capable second-generation rich heir, but he absolutely would not be able to openly dig out someone else’s kidney!

After figuring out his next goal, Lin Jiangye sped up his packing.

He picked up the two black cards scattered on the floor and stuffed them into his pocket. After taking two steps away, he turned back and also pocketed the diamond cufflinks thrown on the bedside table.

These were originally little trinkets Yu Lin had casually bought for him when his conscience occasionally acted up. It was a gift extremely unsuitable for a university student.

The original owner had cried and said he did not want these things, but Lin Jiangye very much needed them.

At auction, they were worth five hundred thousand. Even if he sold them at a discount, it would be enough for him to hide in the mountains and eat for a long time.

After putting away all the valuable items, Lin Jiangye turned and ran upstairs.

Yu Wangxiao was in the study of the old residence, located on the top floor.

The old spiral staircase had steps that became steeper layer by layer. Lin Jiangye held the gold-plated carved railing as he climbed upward, so exhausted that he nearly died twice.

The human body was harder to control than he had imagined. It was as if he were wearing a wet and heavy burlap sack, walking alone through the deep sea.

His heart pounded violently. His frail lungs could not bear the burden and trembled as they contracted. Cold sweat seeped from his palms.

Sweet and fragrant death…

So this was how humans felt before dying, Lin Jiangye thought with a bit of excitement.

If a servant came forward to entangle him, his stamina would probably be completely exhausted, and he would no longer be able to hold on.

But beyond his expectations, the path was completely unobstructed. The study door was lightly closed, with threads of pale yellow light seeping through.

Lin Jiangye stood before the door and took several deep breaths. Then, gathering all his strength, he pushed open the heavy redwood door.

“Hello, tonight you will…”

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Jiangye slammed on the brakes.

He realized his voice was slightly hoarse and carried an uncontrollable crying tone, as if he were pretending to be pitiful.

And the handsome man in the study was currently holding a video conference.

There was a young assistant in front of the office desk. Noticing the movement behind him, the assistant reacted quickly and pressed the mute button beside the computer.

After confirming that it had not affected the progress of the meeting, the assistant slowly turned around, raised his eyes to examine Lin Jiangye, and meaningfully pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses.

Lin Jiangye also tilted his head curiously to look at him.

An eighty-year-old man with white hair, surrounded by his children in his bedroom, peacefully passing away.

A very happy way to die. This person had good fortune.

Lin Jiangye moved his gaze away. Then his black eyes turned precisely in Yu Wangxiao’s direction, trying to find more clues about the car accident from the moving image.

Seeing the final scene of another person’s death was an innate talent branded into his soul. It did not require even the slightest effort from him.

The few seconds of silence passed in an instant. No one spoke. The computer transmitted the employees’ successive reports and coughs.

Across the desk, the two sides formed a subtle standoff.

The assistant was watching the show with great interest.

Yu Wangxiao was focused on the meeting without distraction.

And Lin Jiangye…

was spacing out.

He nearly stared a hole into the top of the man’s head, but he saw no moving image at all.

Yu Wangxiao was not as serious as imagined, nor was he meticulous and stiff.

Perhaps he had just taken a shower. He leaned back in his chair, sitting in a relaxed posture. The black hair falling over his forehead was very soft and still carried a hint of dampness.

The Mid-Autumn weather was slightly cold, so he had casually draped a suit jacket over himself to block the chill. Underneath was gray sleepwear made of soft, smooth silk fabric that fit against his body.

The buttons were not properly fastened, and the collar was slightly open, revealing the faint outline of well-proportioned muscles.

The Yu family had high-quality genes passed down through the bloodline, but compared to Yu Lin’s sharp and aggressive aura, this equally handsome uncle strangely appeared more restrained and gentle.

The clear lines of his side profile were carefully outlined by the warm desk lamp. His long and dense black lashes cast a faint shadow, but there was not the slightest unsettling edge or thorniness to be seen.

Of course, Lin Jiangye still instinctively felt uneasy.

He cautiously estimated that this man would only need one punch to directly kill his current self.

What was even stranger was…

above Yu Wangxiao’s head floated a soft pink sign. It completely replaced the final-death scene that should have existed. It even used a language unlike this world’s writing to display three large words out of thin air.

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