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

After finishing her IV drip, Xia XiaoXi visibly felt much better.

Once HuMing confirmed that she was indeed okay, he brought her out of the hospital.

However, on their way home, Xia XiaoXi refused to hail a cab. Instead, she insisted on taking the subway home!

Faced with her reasoning, HuMing couldn’t help but feel exasperated.

"I’ll pay for the cab fare, okay?" 

"It’s not about the money! I just want to ride the subway with you!" Xia XiaoXi exclaimed, her eyes widening as she leaned closer to him.

Unable to argue with her, especially since he was responsible for ensuring she got home safely, HuMing relented, and the two headed toward the subway station.

The station, even after rush hour, was packed with people.

As HuMing prepared to scan his phone to enter, Xia XiaoXi stopped him, pointing to the ticket machine nearby.

"Wait, aren’t we supposed to buy tickets?" 

Her question left HuMing staring at her as if she’d just said something outrageous. Seeing his incredulous expression, Xia XiaoXi’s cheeks flushed beneath her mask.

"I’ve taken the subway before! Back then, we had to buy tickets!" 

"Yes, we still need tickets, but we just use these now," HuMing explained, pulling out his phone and showing her the QR code. 

Xia XiaoXi blinked in surprise before handing him her phone. She clearly wanted him to set it up for her.

As HuMing took her phone, he noticed the wallpaper: a girl on a sloping hill, wearing a white beret, one hand on her hat, the other hidden behind her back.

"Have you ever watched anime, HuMing?" 

"No." 

"Not even a little?"

"Not even a little," HuMing answered Xia XiaoXi's questions while helping her set up her QR code.

Xia XiaoXi looked at him, puzzled. It was unusual not to have seen any anime for someone their age. Yet HuMing genuinely seemed indifferent to it. She suddenly recalled their chance encounter at the figure shop—it truly must have been a coincidence!

Her gaze lingered on him, her thoughts filled with curiosity.

"Done. Let’s go." 

After passing through the turnstile, they boarded the subway.

Although Xia XiaoXi’s home wasn’t too far from the subway station, it still required a short walk after getting off.

The subway was crowded, leaving no seats available for the two. They leaned against the doors on one side, chatting as the train moved.

"HuMing, when do you think you’ll find clues about your origins?" Xia XiaoXi asked curiously.

Though she was eager to know, she respected that HuMing might not want to share.

Surprisingly, this time, he didn’t avoid the question.

"This matter is actually connected to you." 

"To me?" 

"Do you know Han ShuYi likes you?" HuMing stated bluntly, catching her off guard.

But Xia XiaoXi quickly snapped back to reality.

She had always felt that Han ShuYi was unusually kind to her—so kind that it seemed a bit strange. Now, hearing HuMing's words, she finally realized: Han ShuYi actually liked her?

But they hadn't interacted much, certainly not as closely as she and HuMing had.

That was what puzzled her.

Taking a deep breath, she finally said, "Oh my goodness, I had no idea! I always thought he was looking out for me because of our grandfathers."

"He definitely likes you. Since you enrolled, he's probably been doing a lot for you. And more importantly, the way he treats you is different from how he treats everyone else."

"Now that you mention it, a few things do make sense now," Xia XiaoXi said thoughtfully. Then, with a curious tilt of her head, she asked, "But what does this have to do with your origins?"

She looked at HuMing inquisitively, but his expression remained serious, his gaze steady, devoid of his usual playful demeanor.

"Han ShuYi alone isn’t capable of dealing with me. He needs help from those backing him to succeed. And if proof emerges that I’m still alive, they’ll know I have resources they can’t account for. That will force their hand—they’ll try to get me out of the picture."

"You're using yourself as bait?!" Xia XiaoXi exclaimed, her voice tinged with surprise. She stared at HuMing, who had spoken so calmly, as if this was something he'd done countless times before.

In her eyes, HuMing seemed shrouded in mystery at this moment.

But the plan sounded incredibly dangerous. Could HuMing really ensure his own safety in such a risky situation?

Just as she was about to press him further, the subway decelerated suddenly. Caught up in their conversation, Xia XiaoXi lost her balance and stumbled forward, crashing into HuMing.

While she fell, HuMing stood firm, unmoving like a mountain.

Her soft frame collided with his chest, her dark hair brushing against his nose. The scent lingered as she rested momentarily against him.

The subway doors opened, and passengers boarding the train caught sight of the two. Mistaking them for a couple, they quickly averted their eyes to find seats elsewhere.

Xia XiaoXi’s eyes met HuMing’s. In his calm gaze, she saw her reflection. Her flushed face would have been completely exposed if not for her mask.

Heart pounding, Xia XiaoXi found herself reluctant to leave the safety of his solid embrace. It felt like a scene out of a manga—a fateful moment crafted just for her.

"Are you okay?" HuMing’s voice pulled her back to reality.

She quickly stepped away, fiddling with her dark hair to mask her embarrassment, completely forgetting what she had wanted to ask.

"I…I’m fine."

"Actually, coming back this time, I had already planned to use myself as bait. So, my identity being exposed was inevitable," HuMing’s thoughts were clear—he had already pushed Han ShuYi into a corner. With one more decisive move, he might genuinely drive him mad.

"Could you stay close to me for a while? If you think it might cause you trouble, just pretend I didn’t say anything."

HuMing made sure to give her the choice. After all, he didn’t want to drag Xia XiaoXi into unnecessary trouble.

But hearing what he said, Xia XiaoXi started nodding vigorously, her head bobbing like a drumstick pounding on a drum.

"Help? Of course, I’ll help you!"

She was more than eager to be involved in HuMing's plans.

Seeing her enthusiastic response, HuMing finally nodded.

As they walked, they chatted about Wu Qing’s matter, and before they knew it, the subway had reached their station.