Am I a Kamen Rider or the real young master who was switched at birth?

The car smoothly drove out of the old neighborhood where the orphanage was located, and the scenery outside the window gradually changed from low-rise houses to high-rise buildings.

The car has a lot of space, and the leather seats are so soft they feel like sitting on a cloud.

This was the first time in Ye Yang's two lives that he had ever ridden in such a luxury car. He didn't know where to put his butt, and his whole body was as stiff as a wooden board.

He stood ramrod straight, not daring to lean back in his chair.

From the moment she got on the bus, Su Wanqing's gaze never left Ye Yang.

She stood there, turned to the side, one hand supporting her chin, her eyes fixed on Ye Yang as if she were looking at a treasure she had been searching for for a long time and had finally found.

Ye Yang felt that gaze.

He tried to act nonchalant, first staring out the window for a while, then looking down at the buttons on the car door, but finally he couldn't keep up the act any longer.

He turned his head and his gaze met Su Wanqing's.

"Um..." Ye Yang scratched his face, "Is there something on my face?"

Su Wanqing paused slightly, then gently shook her head. Her tone was incredibly soft, "No. I just wanted to see you."

Ye Yang felt even more embarrassed by her gaze, and his ears started to burn.

He chuckled twice, subconsciously touched his nose, then his chin, and when he finally put his hand down, he almost knocked over the bottled water on the armrest.

Lin Yuanshan turned his head from the passenger seat, glanced at his wife, and said with a hint of helplessness, "Stop looking, you'll really make the child nervous."

Ye Yang immediately replied, as if he had been prepared for this, "General Lin—"

"Call me Dad." Lin Yuanshan interrupted him with an unquestionable tone.

Ye Yang choked for a moment. He opened his mouth, and the word rolled around in his throat several times before he swallowed half of it back down, turning it into a muffled "hmm".

Ye Yang honestly confessed, "Well... I was actually very nervous. After all, I was surrounded by important people."

"I'm just an ordinary citizen, the kind who hasn't even awakened any superpowers yet, and now I'm sitting in the car of the deputy commander of the war zone and a senior advisor to the Awakened Ones Administration Bureau... Anyone would be nervous in that situation."

He spoke with a very sincere expression, his eyes wide open, his hands neatly placed on his knees, just like a primary school student being called to the teacher's office.

Su Wanqing chuckled at his appearance, but after laughing, her voice softened as she said:

"My child, you've had a tough time all these years. It must be very hard for you without your parents by your side."

Lin Yuanshan's gaze also turned towards them.

Even Lin Ying, who had been leaning against the window and seemingly lost in thought, subconsciously turned her head away.

Those light gray eyes peered over from beneath the silver-white bangs, landing on Ye Yang's profile.

Her expression remained cold, but the fingers gripping the hem of her skirt tightened slightly.

There was a two-second silence in the car.

Everyone was waiting for Ye Yang's answer.

However, Ye Yang answered without hesitation, "Not at all."

"Huh?" Su Wanqing blinked, clearly not expecting this answer.

Ye Yang turned to look at Su Wanqing, and repeated himself with an extremely serious expression, "Really, not at all. I even gained a little weight a few days ago, and Aunt Zhang kept telling me to lose weight, saying that if I got any fatter, no one would adopt me."

Su Wanqing opened her mouth, unsure of what to say.

She was prepared to listen to her child recount the grievances of the past years, prepared to feel sorry for him, prepared to apologize, and even prepared to see her child cry.

What did the child say to her? That she had gained a little weight?

"Actually," Ye Yang leaned back in his chair, finally relaxing a bit, "I've been the boss of the orphanage since I was a child."

Lin Yuanshan raised an eyebrow, asking with some curiosity, "Boss?"

"Yes, the most senior kind." Ye Yang gestured. "You don't know, in our orphanage, children come and go, one batch after another. Other children have been adopted one after another, but me, nobody wants me no matter what."

"I was puzzled at the time. I looked in the mirror for a long time and said, 'I'm not ugly.'"

Ye Yang touched his face, giving himself a self-assessment. "Neat features, straight teeth, and even two dimples when I smile—why doesn't anyone like me?"

Upon hearing this, Su Wanqing's lips moved, and her eyes began to redden again.

But Ye Yang didn't notice at all that he was getting more and more excited as he talked.

He spread his hands, his voice suddenly rising several octaves: "And then today I saw—hahaha! Heaven rewards the diligent!"

His loud "Wahahaha" was so infectious that it echoed several times in the enclosed carriage before finally stopping.

"So this is what they were waiting for!" Ye Yang slapped his thigh, his eyes narrowing into slits with laughter. "No wonder no one adopted me; it turns out they weren't high enough rank. Those ordinary families aren't good enough for me; only someone of General Lin's caliber would do!"

After he finished speaking, he nodded to himself. He had previously blamed Decade for arranging this time-travel scenario for him.

We can't just treat him like this because he and Onodera saved him. I even reminded him not to go to Zi-O Gaiden!

This is time travel! Even dogs wouldn't wear this...

Wearing it? Dogs won't wear it. I'll wear it! Time travel is great! That's how it has to be – bitter at first, sweet later, right?

The carriage was silent for two seconds.

Then Su Wanqing burst out laughing, and Lin Yuanshan laughed too.

But his smile wasn't flamboyant; it was just a noticeable upward curve at the corners of his mouth.

Even the driver's shoulders trembled several times.

This veteran driver had been driving for the Lin family for almost ten years and had seen all sorts of big scenes, but he had never seen anything like this before.

He gritted his teeth, his face was tense, and he gripped the steering wheel with both hands.

But he was so uncomfortable that he could only cough twice, then fix his gaze on the road ahead, maintaining his composure with great professionalism.

Su Wanqing finally managed to stop laughing. She wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, then looked at Ye Yang with a mixture of heartache and affection in her eyes.

"I just saw your business card, and it says on it that you want to capture the smiles of everyone in the world."

"Yes." Ye Yang nodded, his voice much more serious than before.

"Why this? Why not something else, but a smile?"

Ye Yang thought for a moment, then unconsciously touched the lens of the magenta camera on his chest.

"This..." His tone slowed down, as if he were recalling something from a long time ago. "At first, it was just a slogan. When I was learning various skills, I ran around everywhere, learned everywhere, and met many people."

His gaze drifted out the car window, watching the street scene recede into the distance, and a bright smile appeared on his lips.

"There's an old man who runs a breakfast stall. He gets up at three in the morning to knead dough. His hands are all rough, but every day when he sees customers enjoying their food, he smiles like a flower."

"There was a street performer who would put on full makeup and perform no matter how hot it was. Every time a child clapped for her, she would smile beautifully."

"There was also the master carpenter who taught me carpentry. He had a terrible temper and would scold me for being stupid all the time. But every time I made something decent, he would keep a straight face on the surface, but secretly laugh behind my back."

As Ye Yang spoke, the corners of his mouth curled up.

"I think capturing the smiles on their faces is the most beautiful thing in the world. I even made a special album and printed out all the best photos to put in it."

He scratched his head and smiled a little embarrassedly, "But I left in a hurry this time and didn't bring the photo album with me. It's still at the orphanage."

Su Wanqing listened quietly to him finish speaking, then said softly, "I'll take a look when I have time."

Ye Yang grinned and nodded.

Lin Yuanshan listened to the conversation between the mother and son without interrupting.

At this moment, he coughed lightly and asked in an attempt to sound casual, "So, what are the 1999 skills you mentioned on your business card?"

Ye Yang turned to look at him.

Lin Ying also looked over.

The white-haired girl remained as quiet as a painting, but her gaze had barely left Ye Yang since the beginning.

She leaned against the window, her phone screen lit up on her lap, but her fingers hadn't moved for a while.

Ye Yang held up one finger and said generously, "The first skill is smiling."

The carriage fell silent for a moment.

Lin Yuanshan was clearly surprised by this answer and paused for a moment.

"The second skill," Ye Yang held up another finger, "is giving a thumbs up."

As he spoke, he raised his thumb, a thumbs-up paired with his toothy grin.

It gave him an inexplicable aura of inspiration, as if he had stepped out of some kind of positive and uplifting charity guru.

Lin Yuanshan's lips twitched.

"Then there's cooking. I can chop vegetables and toss the wok a little. My specialty is fried rice with eggs."

Ye Yang counted on his fingers as he spoke, "There are also juggling acts—like throwing balls, where you can throw up to four oranges at once without dropping any. There's also bicycle repair, sewing buttons, whistling, picking things up with your toes..."

As he spoke more and more outrageously, Su Wanqing couldn't help but laugh again. As she laughed, she looked at Lin Yuanshan with a clear sense of satisfaction in her eyes.

Lin Yuanshan met his wife's gaze, said nothing, and simply nodded slightly.

Then he turned back and said with an undisguised satisfaction, "He truly is my child. Even when he's not home, his roots haven't strayed."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yang quickly waved his hand, "No, no, really no. Please don't say that—I'm just an ordinary person who hasn't even awakened any superpowers. It's already kind of you big families not to look down on me."

Lin Yuanshan frowned slightly, repeating with some doubt, "Disdain? Then how do you think a family like ours would treat a child who hasn't awakened superpowers?"

Ye Yang was stunned for a moment.

Then he coughed a few times and cleared his throat.

Then his expression changed.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, then lifted his chin, and then pulled down the corners of his mouth, creating a haughty face that exuded superiority and impatience.

Then he lowered his voice, turning his originally lively tone into a cold and hard one.

"Ahem—Patriarch Lin, there's a reason we haven't been able to find you all these years."

As he spoke, his gaze swept over Lin Yuanshan with a condescending indifference.

"We know you've suffered a lot, and to be honest, we feel really bad about it."

"However—" He changed his tone, becoming even colder, raising his chin even higher, his nostrils practically pointing at people, "With your current conditions, you are indeed no longer suitable to be a member of our great families. It's one thing to not have awakened superpowers, but your speech, behavior, food, clothing, and housing are all undignified. Taking you out would only bring shame to the Lin family."

He paused for a moment, then pulled out a card that didn't exist from his pocket and casually handed it forward.

"Here is one million. Consider it compensation from the Lin family for you over the years. Take this money and return it to where it came from. Never mention this matter again, and never contact us again. Understand?"

Su Wanqing was the first to break down, covering her mouth and laughing so hard her shoulders were shaking, tears streaming down her face.

Lin Yuanshan couldn't hold back any longer. This general, who was usually so cold and ruthless on the battlefield, was now shrugging his shoulders, and a low, muffled laugh came from his chest.

The driver in front was shaking like a leaf in the driver's seat.

He clenched his teeth, his eyes wide open like copper bells, staring straight ahead, the veins on his neck bulging.

I can't laugh—this month's salary—and the year-end bonus—I can't laugh—

He took a deep breath, forcing the smile back down his throat, and then, with the utmost professionalism, continued driving with solemnity and composure.

Lin Ying covered her mouth, her shoulders trembling slightly. Her light gray eyes curved into two shallow crescent moons, her eyelashes fluttering.

Su Wanqing recovered from her daze, dabbed her eyes with a handkerchief, and then looked at Ye Yang, her voice full of surprise, "Wow, Ye Yang! Is this one of the skills listed on your business card?"

Ye Yang withdrew his hand, his expression and voice returning to normal. He nodded and said, "Yes, imitating someone else's voice. This is the 1087th one."

"That's amazing." Su Wanqing exclaimed sincerely, then turned to look at Lin Yuanshan.

The couple exchanged a glance.

Their child, during the eighteen years they were not present, did not go astray; instead, he grew into someone who makes others laugh and who can capture the most beautiful moments in the world with a camera.

This is enough.

The rest can be taken slowly.

At that moment, Lin Ying, who was leaning against the window, lowered her head and picked up her phone.

Her fingers flew across the screen, a smile still lingering on her lips.

Just then, a cell phone notification rang.

Ye Yang frantically reached for his phone, muttering "Wait, wait," before finally managing to pull it out.

The screen displayed a nickname: "Scandal".