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

The car was driving smoothly on the wide main city road when Ye Yang took out his phone and the screen lit up.

It was a message from "the gossip".

He unconsciously curled the corners of his mouth slightly, then quickly unlocked the screen with his finger and opened the chat box.

The first thing that catches the eye is a meme of a cat falling down.

A round, orange cat fell flat on its back on the ground, with three big words next to it: "So embarrassing."

Ye Yang couldn't help but chuckle.

Hearing the commotion, Su Wanqing turned her head slightly to look, but she didn't say anything, only smiled slightly.

Young people, it's perfectly normal to look at their phones and have a laugh.

Ye Yang was completely unaware of Su Wanqing's gaze; he was staring at his phone screen, his fingers flying across the keyboard.

The gossip was followed by a text message, full of sarcastic remarks.

"I picked up the person I switched with today! Oh my god, I was so nervous, my legs were shaking when I got out of the car. But he was a nice guy, he even gave me his business card when we met, and he had such a silly smile, no, such a bright smile."

Ye Yang raised an eyebrow as he looked at the message.

He subconsciously touched his nose, thinking to himself, "Why does this plot sound so familiar?"

Before he could even figure it out, his fingers were already typing: "Oh my, what a coincidence! Today, a family suddenly claimed to be my child, saying I was switched at birth."

The other end replied instantly with a string of exclamation marks: "???!!!"

Then she followed up with another message: "Really? You were switched at birth too?"

Ye Yang continued typing rapidly: "Really, I'm in their car right now. But I'm just curious, how did they manage to switch me with a girl? I'm a boy, for them to switch me with a girl is truly amazing."

After typing that line, he found it funny, shook his head, and added a scratching head emoji before sending it.

There was a two-second silence on the other end, followed by a cat covering its face emoji with the caption: "This... is indeed a bit outrageous."

Ye Yang chuckled and was about to reply when he suddenly felt a gaze fall on him from the side.

He subconsciously turned his head and found Su Wanqing with an indescribable expression, her gaze flickering slightly between him and Lin Ying.

Then Su Wanqing smiled.

She didn't ask who they were chatting with, nor did she peek at the screen; she simply quietly looked away.

Speaking of which, the eldest and second eldest in the family also spend all day on their phones.

The night before I confirmed that I was coming to pick up Ye Yang, the house was bustling with activity.

Su Wanqing recalled the scene from that day, and the corners of her mouth curved up a little more.

That evening after dinner, she called Lin Yumin and Lin Xingran to the living room and told them that she had found Ye Yang and was preparing to bring him home.

Lin Yumin reacted calmly. This eldest daughter, who had always been as serene as water, simply nodded and said, "Okay, Mom. Is there anything I need to prepare?"

But Lin Xingran is different.

Er Yatou immediately jumped up from the sofa, still clutching her phone in her hand. The screen was lit up, displaying a novel reading interface.

She looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her eyes wide open, and her black hair, with a few strands of red highlights, almost stood on end.

"No, no, no!"

Lin Xingran shook her head vigorously, her words flowing at breakneck speed, "Mom! You can't go pick him up! Listen to me!"

Su Wanqing was taken aback by her reaction. "Xingran, what's wrong?"

"I've been reading a novel lately!" Lin Xingran held her phone high, the screen densely covered with text. "It's incredibly popular! Super popular! It's about a wealthy family where children were switched at birth, and more than ten years later the real young master is found, and then their whole family starts—"

She took a deep breath, clearly preparing for something extraordinary.

"—They started bullying that fake young master who wasn't related to them by blood! They didn't feed him! They wouldn't talk to him! The whole family subjected him to emotional abuse! Even the family dog ​​ignored him!"

Su Wanqing opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but Lin Xingran didn't give her a chance to interrupt.

"And then! Then that fake young master ran away from home! In the dead of winter, with snow falling, he was walking alone on the street, dragging his suitcase, without even a scarf!"

As Lin Xingran spoke, he gestured wildly, his expression one of deep sorrow, and continued, "But! He was saved by a reclusive master! He became his apprentice! Three years later, he returned, having become the strongest Awakened One in the world! Then his family was filled with regret! They knelt before him, weeping! But it was too late!"

The living room was silent for a full three seconds.

Then Lin Yumin looked at Lin Xingran with undisguised disdain and said in a disdainful voice, "You've been reading too many novels, you've lost your mind."

Lin Xingran turned to her eldest sister with a look of grief and indignation, and shouted, "Sister! Why don't you believe me! These things all follow certain patterns! That's how it's written in novels! Like those 'The Rise of the Real and Fake Young Masters of a Wealthy Family' and 'The Fake Young Master's Counterattack'..."

"What kind of ridiculous book titles are you reading?" Lin Yumin said calmly, picking up her teacup and taking a sip without even raising an eyebrow.

Lin Xingran shook her arm defiantly, arguing, "The books I read are all in the top ten of the bestseller lists!"

Lin Yumin put down her teacup, gave her a disdainful look, and said, "That ranking list is just for fooling silly girls like you."

"How could I be stupid!" Lin Xingran snorted defiantly, hands on her hips, and continued:

"I'm just worried about Lin Ying! She's lived in our family for eighteen years, she's like our little sister! Now suddenly a real young master appears, what if she thinks Mom and Dad don't want her anymore? What if she thinks we'll ostracize her? What if she thinks—"

"There won't be any 'what ifs'," Lin Yumin interrupted her calmly. "Because we are members of the Lin family. Members of the Lin family don't do that kind of thing."

Lin Xingran wanted to say something, but Lin Yumin's gaze made her swallow her words.

Lin Yumin put down her teacup, looked at her aggrieved second sister in front of her, smiled helplessly, and said:

"If you're really worried about Lin Ying, you should think about how to make her and Ye Yang feel that they are both children of this family. That's what you should be concerned about."

Lin Xingran pouted, muttered something, then plopped back down on the sofa and continued scrolling through her novel on her phone, but didn't complain anymore.

Su Wanqing watched her two daughters bickering from the side, smiled and shook her head, not getting involved.

But now, Su Wanqing turned her head to Ye Yang and Lin Ying, who were intently texting next to her, and suddenly felt that Xingran's worries were a bit exaggerated.

Because Lin Ying, this child, won't become one of those tragically fated "fake heiresses" from novels. And Ye Yang, this child…

Su Wanqing glanced at Ye Yang again.

The child is grinning foolishly at the phone screen, showing no sign of being interested in any family infighting.

Rumors are circulating again.

"Wow, what a coincidence, there's a boy here. Even though he's all smiles, I feel so bad for him! (╥_╥) I've been taking his spot for eighteen whole years."

The image immediately following this is a meme of a cat crying, with two wide noodle-like tears photoshopped onto the cat, making it look like it's crying its eyes out.

He typed back, "It's okay, it's not your fault. You were just born then, what did you know? Besides, he didn't blame you, did he? Didn't you just say he smiled at you?"

The other end sent a nodding emoji, followed by a long message.

"That's what they say... but I feel like I'm the villain in that novel about the real and fake young masters that my second sister was reading the other day. Waaah, my second sister even said that the real young master will kick me out in the end. Waaah, I don't want to be kicked out by Mom and Dad!"

Upon seeing this message, Ye Yang's fingers, which were about to type, froze in mid-air.

and many more.

Is this a novel about a real and fake young master?

The villain?

Second sister?

Ye Yang scratched his nose, a bad feeling welling up inside him.

He thought about it carefully and suddenly remembered that a few days ago he had anonymously posted a novel online, which was about a wealthy family switching babies. The plot was exactly the same as the one described in the scandal.

broken.

That seems to be something he wrote.

Ye Yang's expression became somewhat subtle.

He subconsciously touched the back of his head; his ears felt a little hot.

What's this? His own novel scared his own netizens? How embarrassing!

He coughed lightly and continued typing as if nothing had happened, but this time his fingertips landed on the screen noticeably slower than before.

"It's okay, these novels are all fake. The people who write these things are probably just idle people who stay at home all day and make things up. You don't need to be afraid."

As he said those words, Ye Yang touched his nose guiltily.

Then he added, "If that day ever comes, though it's absolutely impossible. But just in case, just in case that day ever comes, it's okay, come to me. I'll protect you."

After typing this line, Ye Yang sent the message.

Then he suddenly sensed that something was off about the atmosphere in the car.

Ye Yang subconsciously looked up and saw Lin Ying looking down at her phone. The light from the screen shone on her face, revealing two suspicious blushes.

Ye Yang was stunned for a moment.

Lin Ying's ears were small to begin with, and they were also very beautiful in shape. Her earlobes were thin, and at this moment they were as red as shrimp that had just been taken out of hot water.

She stared intently at her phone screen, her fingers hovering motionless in mid-air, as if someone had pressed the pause button.

Then she suddenly looked up and her eyes met Ye Yang's.

Lin Ying's face instantly turned even redder. She slammed the phone screen off, her movements as swift as a child caught stealing food.

Then she shrank closer to the car window, her silver-white hair falling down and obscuring most of her face.

Su Wanqing had clearly noticed it too. Her gaze fell on Lin Ying's face, then she tilted her head slightly and asked with concern, "Why are you blushing? Are you feeling unwell? Is the car's air conditioning too hot?"

Lin Ying's shoulders trembled slightly.

"No...no...no...it's not the air conditioning...I...I'm just...just a little hot...no, it's not hot, it's just..."

The more she explained, the more confused she became, and the more pronounced the blush on her face became, as if her entire face had been lightly painted with the glow of the sunset.

Finally, she simply shut up, buried her face even lower, and wished she could shrink herself completely into the seat.

"Really...really not..."

She repeated it again, but this time her voice was even softer, and her eyes darted to the side, not daring to look at anyone.

She gripped her phone tightly with her fingers, screen down, on her lap, as if hiding some secret.

Su Wanqing didn't press for details, but simply reached out and gently patted the back of Lin Ying's hand. Then she withdrew her hand, smiled, and said, "It's good that you're alright."

Lin Yuanshan turned his head from the passenger seat to glance at the two children in the rearview mirror, then turned back and said in a calm tone, "Alright, we're almost home."

Ye Yang subconsciously looked out the window.

The car was entering a lush, green area where tall, dense sycamore trees lined both sides of the road, their intertwined branches forming a green tunnel.

And just then, the news of the scandal popped up on his phone screen:

"I'm not saying anything more, I'm home! I'll text you later. Remember to log in tonight and play games with me and my second sister. She's terrible at games but won't admit it. Last time she lost, she said it was because her internet was lagging, it's hilarious."

Ye Yang glanced at the message, chuckled, and replied, "Received. See you tonight. Remember to have your second sister plug in the internet cable."

As he sent the message, his car turned into a private driveway completely covered by greenery.

The view suddenly opened up, and a manor-style building that blends modern and traditional styles appeared at the end of the road, standing quietly in the afternoon sun.

Ye Yang put his phone in his pocket, casually touched the camera on his chest, and tapped the lens lightly twice with his fingertips.