4: Chapter 4: Secretly photographing the Immaculate Immortal Body, Threatening and Humiliating the True Self

On the other side.

Wang Xiaoyun's face was full of worry.

Her dear son's persecution mania was far more severe than she had estimated.

The script in his heart was getting more and more outrageous?!

To think a plot forcing him to live in the basement even came out?

How could this be?

This could not go on like this.

She had to think of a way.

To quickly reverse her son's false impression that they favored the Fake Young Master.

Wang Xiaoyun's mind raced, and a flash of inspiration suddenly struck her.

Got it. ( o ゜ ▽ ゜ ) o ☆

Didn't her dear son assume that the couple favored the Fake Young Master and couldn't bear to give him the best room?

Didn't he think the two of them would wrong him for the sake of the Fake Young Master?

Fine, she would do the exact opposite.

Wang Xiaoyun took a deep breath, gripped Chen Fan's hand again, and her eyes were exceptionally sincere.

"Xiaofan, actually there is one thing Mom hasn't had time to tell you yet."

"..."

Chen Fan was stunned for a moment and raised his head.

Wang Xiaoyun looked at him gently, her tone solemn.

"That child Jing Ci has always felt very guilty in his heart about monopolizing your eighteen years of wealth and glory."

"A few days ago, he even specifically came to me and took the initiative to offer his room for you to live in."

"He said that was supposed to be your room, and he wanted to return it to you."

"..."

Chen Jianguo: " ( O _ o )？？？"

The adopted son said this? When did he say it?

How come I didn't know?

Chen Jianguo subconsciously looked at his wife.

Exactly meeting a sharp gaze handed over by Wang Xiaoyun. ─ ━ _ ─ ━ ✧

——Cooperate with me.

He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to a realization.

I see!

His wife was going to break the brat's stereotype in his heart in the name of the adopted son!

Wasn't Chen Fan badmouthing them in his heart for leaving the best room to the adopted son?

Badmouthing the adopted son as a vicious Fake Young Master?

Then now they were giving up the room, and even in the name of the Fake Young Master!

Let's see how this brat could still badmouth them for being biased?!

Brilliant.

Truly brilliant.

This move could be called a stroke of genius!

It's just a bit unfair to that child Jing Ci.

Giving out his room like this without consulting him in advance.

But with Jing Ci's kind, pure, and never-fighting-for-anything character.

If he knew that giving up the room could close the relationship with his younger brother, he would definitely gladly and actively clear out the room.

Just wronging the other party for a few days and compensating him a bit more later.

After thinking it through.

Chen Jianguo immediately put on an expression of "Yes, yes, yes, there really is such a thing," nodding like pounding garlic.

"That's right, your older brother's Heart-Nature is sincere and pure, always harboring a heart of gratitude, and has always felt particularly guilty for usurping your identity."

"A while ago, he did mention several times that he wanted to clear out the room and return it to you."

"..."

Wang Xiaoyun looked at her husband with satisfaction, then turned to Chen Fan, her gaze sincere:

"Xiaofan, your older brother Jing Ci truly wants to get along well with you."

"You can just move in with peace of mind, and don't fail his good intentions."

"..."

Chen Fan was stunned.

A warm current surged from the bottom of his heart, feeling warm.

Turns out, that never-before-met Fake Young Master...

Is he such an easygoing person?

He was originally worried that after coming home, a dog-blood drama of scheming between the true and false young masters would be staged!

Just thinking about it gave him a headache.

As a result, the other party took the initiative to show goodwill and gave up the room?

This framework, this demeanor—

Chen Fan's favorability towards the Fake Young Master +1, +1, +1, +1... +10086...

He, Chen Fan, was not a petty person either.

If others respect him by a foot, he will respect them by a ten-foot rod.

Since the other party was so sincere, he would definitely get along well with them in the future and never engage in any courtyard fights, palace fights, or tycoon family fights.

[Impossible!]

[Absolutely impossible!!!]

The voice pack's voice suddenly sounded.

No longer cold and indifferent as before, it carried three parts shock and seven parts disbelief.

[This Venerable does not believe it!!!]

[That deep-scheming, insidious, and cunning bastard who harmed this Venerable into a state of eternal damnation!]

[How could he actively give up the room? To curry favor with this Venerable?]

[Oh, this Venerable knows.]

[There is a conspiracy.]

[There must be a conspiracy.]

Chen Fan silently rolled his eyes in his heart.

Here it comes ~ Here it comes again ~~

Jiahao voice pack ~ although late, it always arrives ~~~

[This pair of biased parents, plus that Fake Young Master, the three of them definitely set up a trap together.]

[There is a high probability that something has been tampered with inside the room, hiding certain shady dealings.]

[For example, installing cameras inside the room to secretly film this Venerable's Immaculate Immortal Body, and using it afterwards to threaten and humiliate this Venerable.]

[Or hypocritically giving up the room first, and when the Fake Young Master comes back in a few days, finding an excuse to blast this Venerable out, making this Venerable lose all face in front of everyone.]

[Finally forcing this Venerable into a dilemma, completely reducing him to a laughingstock.]

[Hehe.]

[Good calculation. Truly a good calculation.]

[Pity, this Venerable is not the fool of the previous life whom you could manipulate at will.]

[This Venerable will never live in.]

[Will never let you succeed.]

Chen Fan: "..."

He laughed in anger.

No, Brother Jiahao!

Your imagination not going to be a screenwriter is a huge loss for domestic suspense dramas!

What secret room camera conspiracy interlocking traps, just how many episodes of Conan have you watched???

Others take the initiative to show goodwill to give a room, and you can conspiracy-theorize eighty-eight kinds of plans?

Chen Fan silently gave the voice pack a middle finger in his heart. ＝ " ＝ convex

[Heh, what do you understand.]

[That Fake Young Master's methods, this Venerable experienced them thoroughly in the previous life.]

[A knife hidden in a smile, honey-mouthed and sword-bellied, calling you brothers on the surface while stabbing you in the back!]

[This kind of hypocrite is ten thousand times more terrifying than a true villain.]

[If you don't listen to the Immortal Venerable's words, you will suffer losses right before your eyes.]

[Just wait and see! When you relax your vigilance and think the Fake Young Master is truly a good person, he will bare his fangs.]

Chen Fan was speechless, too lazy to argue with the voice pack.

He admitted that the voice pack's conspiracy theory indeed had a lot of imagination.

But he was not a fool; it was impossible to choose to make an enemy of the Fake Young Master just because of a few imagined plots.

However, there was one thing the voice pack didn't get wrong.

He indeed did not intend to move into the Fake Young Master's room.

Not because of the voice pack's conspiracy theory—he didn't believe those at all.

He just felt that.

Others had already taken the initiative to show goodwill, and he couldn't push his luck and actually go occupy someone else's room.

This matter was not right.

He, Chen Fan, was not the kind of person who would push for more after getting an inch.

Thus he raised his head, and smiled at Wang Xiaoyun and Chen Jianguo.

The smile was sincere, without carrying the slightest bit of reluctance.

"Dad, Mom, thank you both."

"And also thank you... Jing Ci giegie."

"However, he has lived in that room for eighteen years, so he definitely has feelings for it."

"It's not very appropriate for me to snatch giegie's room as soon as I arrive."

"You can just casually arrange an empty room for me, anywhere is fine for me, really."

"..."