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

The rain poured down heavily. HuMing and Ye QiuXue stood in the corridor, gazing out at the storm.

As usual, HuMing didn't bother to bring an umbrella. But, of course, if he had known it would be raining, he'd have one.

Ye QiuXue only had a single umbrella with her. The only option they had was to share it on the way home.

Neither of them seemed to mind. After all, an umbrella was necessary. It wasn't as if one of them could just walk in the rain while the other used the umbrella, right? It would be straight out of a scene from a famous painting.

HuMing did have other things to attend to, but since Ye QiuXue was heading home, he figured he might as well accompany her.

To avoid the same thing that happened last time.

What HuMing remembered most vividly was how he came to this world in the first place.

That day, he had completed a mission and was escaping from a factory when his pursuers quickly caught his trail and chased after him.

Panicking, he slipped up and fell; he hadn't even had time to react.

Since then, HuMing had been truly afraid.

"By the way, Han HuMing, how's the situation at the orphanage? I'm planning to visit the children this weekend."

"Don't worry. The Han family has already invested money into it. I believe the kids' lives will improve."

"That's good."

Sharing the umbrella, they walked side by side. By this time, most students had already left the school, so few would notice HuMing and Ye QiuXue leaving together.

However, as soon as they stepped out of the school, Ye QiuXue encountered a problem.

The street was flooded, and the greater issue was that she only had one pair of shoes. If they got wet, there was no way she'd be able to dry them out in this weather. It wasn't like she could wear slippers to school!

Meanwhile, HuMing quietly enjoyed the sight of Ye QiuXue's furrowed brow.

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The way her face scrunched up when facing a dilemma was, admittedly, a bit refreshing.

Soon, HuMing crouched down and said.

"Hop on my back. I'll carry you home."

"What? Are you crazy? No way! There are so many people around. If you carry me home, everyone will see us!"

Ye QiuXue immediately waved her hands in refusal. She'd rather go barefoot than let HuMing carry her.

It wasn't that she had anything against him, but it was just too embarrassing!

Hearing her response, HuMing couldn't help but show a helpless expression.

"You know, there could be anything in that water. What if you step on something? Would you rather not go to school tomorrow?"

"Urgh..."

Ye QiuXue had to admit he had a point, but the thought of being carried was still too shameful.

HuMing glanced at his watch. After dropping her off, he still had somewhere to be. With the streets flooded like this, there was no way to call for a ride. He'd have to walk.

While Ye QiuXue was still hesitating, HuMing had already taken action. He grabbed her slender legs and hoisted her onto his back.

Caught off guard, Ye QiuXue let out a startled yelp, then quickly covered her mouth, terrified someone might notice her.

"Han HuMing! Are you out of your mind?"

"By the time you finish deciding, I'll be home now. If you're so worried about being seen, just keep your head down and hold the umbrella for me."

HuMing's arms were strong, and Ye QiuXue felt perfectly secure on his back.

Silently, she lowered her head, burying her face in his back, her cheeks burning red, her heart racing.

She held the umbrella, perfectly shielding them both from the rain.

Passersby glanced at the scene, and some couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of youth.

"Hey, Han HuMing, am I heavy?"

"There's only one right answer to that question, isn't there?"

"Hm, true. So, what's your answer?" Ye QiuXue's lips curled into a smile, her voice sounding light and happy.

HuMing shook his head with a helpless sigh and said,

 "I'm just too strong."

The moment the words left his mouth, Ye QiuXue pinched him hard on his back. HuMing let out a sharp gasp, clearly in pain.

"Wrong answer! You had the answer right in front of you and didn't even bother to copy it! You can't have this kind of attitude toward learning."

"Not every question has an answer, and not every answer is right or wrong. I just didn't give you the answer you had in mind."

HuMing responded confidently while Ye QiuXue's cheek pressed against his back, her nails lightly grazing his skin.

She giggled softly and asked again.

"So, what's the answer in my heart?"

"I'm not telling you."

"Hmph."

For some reason, the atmosphere between them was particularly good, making the walk home seem to stretch out longer than usual.

They talked about trivial things---HuMing's ridiculous antics in the past and Ye QiuXue's experiences growing up in the countryside. With open hearts, they shared stories about their pasts and their hopes for the future.

"Han HuMing, If I say if you had to leave your current home one day, would you go back to your biological parents?"

Ye QiuXue asked curiously. After all, her experiences were somewhat similar to his, and she wondered what choice he would make.

"Are you joking? With those two? How could I go back to them? You heard Lu GuiFang that day---she told me to stop studying after I graduated high school. With someone like her, why would I go back? Besides, she's never once fulfilled her duty as a mother."

HuMing said, sounding light and unburdened.

Ye QiuXue, resting against his back, couldn't help but think about her own parents.

Would they still bother her when she grew up?

That woman? Since she left, she hadn't contacted her once---she probably thought she was dead by now.

As for Ye Feng? He'd been relentlessly pestering her, but she figured she could just ignore him.

But Ye Feng was her grandmother's son, so there was no way she could stop him from coming back.

Every family has its own troubles, and Ye QiuXue wasn't sure if she could be as decisive as HuMing when the time came.

Seemingly unaware of Ye QiuXue's silence, HuMing continued, "Besides, you're basically half my teacher. You wouldn't want to see your student drop out of school, right?"

"Shoo, shoo, who's your teacher?"

Ye QiuXue protested, feigning disdain, but the smile on her face was undeniable.

The rain began to ease up, though it wasn't quite light yet.

"Hey, Ye QiuXue," HuMing suddenly called out.

Lying on his back, Ye QiuXue responded with a soft "hmm".

"If I ever leave the Han family, you won't be able to call me Han HuMing anymore."

"Then what should I call you?"

'Will our relationship change then?'

Ye QiuXue's cheeks flushed as her mind began wandering to places it shouldn't.

However, HuMing's voice was slightly more serious.

 "Just call me HuMing."

"HuMing, huh? How about I start calling you that from now on?"

Hearing her use his original name stirred something inside HuMing.

"Alright."