The fake young master is being targeted by the paranoid real young master

"Drip, drip."

Lin Yu opened his eyes.

Above his head was a blindingly white ceiling, and around the tip of his nose was a strong smell of disinfectant.

The surrounding area was extremely quiet, only the sound of water droplets in the infusion set continued to ring.

Head hurts.

The body also seemed to be run over by a car.

Lin Yu opened his eyelids with difficulty.

He raised his head to touch his head, and the first thing he touched was a white bandage.

"Master! You're awake!" Seeing that he finally woke up, the housekeeper immediately rang the bell beside the bed.

"Master, don't move, the doctor will be here soon!"

Just as Lin Yu wanted to sit up, the butler helped him to lie down again.

It turned out that this was a hospital.

The doctor didn't make him wait too long, and quickly pushed the door open.

He stepped forward to look at the injury on Lin Yu's head, and then checked his eyes: "Slight concussion, nothing serious, you can be discharged after two days of observation in the hospital."

As soon as the words fell, the housekeeper and Lin Yu breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Doctors said he was a medical miracle.

Although the second floor is not high, falling down would at least break a bone, and except for a little skin on his forehead, there was nothing wrong with him.

Lin Yu smiled wryly in his heart after hearing this.

He was not a medical miracle, but when he fell, He Dongyu, who had the halo of the protagonist, was by his side.

Lin Yu, who had already died once, never thought that he could experience the feeling of dying again in the world of novels.

The images that flashed back in my mind are still fresh in my memory.

However, where did the person who ran to him immediately after he fell from the upstairs go?

Lin Yu suspected it was his hallucination at first, because it was impossible for He Dongyu to speak to him in that tone.

But the moment he closed his eyes, he clearly saw the face he most wanted to see at that time.

It's the same now, he wanted to see He Dongyu immediately, and asked him why he came to look for him yesterday.

"Housekeeper, get me my phone."

The butler obeyed and did as he was told, before handing it to him after pressing the power button.

During the time when the young master was in a coma, the young master of the Ye family called countless times. He was afraid of disturbing the young master's rest, so he turned off the phone on his own initiative.

Lin Yu took the phone, and when he saw the dozen or so missed calls from Ye Xingzhe, he almost couldn't help but roll his eyes.

This broom star, every time I meet him, nothing good will happen!

However, to his surprise, under his call records, there were several missed calls, all from a person named "Thigh One".

After Lin Yu left the housekeeper, he dialed the number back without hesitation.

The phone only "beeped" twice, and was answered immediately——

"woke up?"

Lin Yu laughed at him: "Can people who are not awake call you?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

Lin Yu was still a little dizzy and didn't know how long he could stay awake, so he asked straight to the point, "You came to see me yesterday, what's the matter?"

The other side still didn't speak.

Lin Yu felt that He Dongyu on the phone was more taciturn than a real person.

At least when we met, I could guess what was going on in his heart by observing his movements and expressions.

Now through the mobile phone, he has no idea what He Dongyu is thinking.

"I want to ask if your foot injury is okay, and if I want to pick you up for work." After a while, He Dongyu finally answered.

Lin Yu knew immediately that he was lying.

It's fine to ask about this kind of thing on the phone, do you need to come to Lin's house in person?

Lin Yu: "The doctor asked me to stay in the hospital for observation for two more days. It will be next week if I go to work. Can you pick me up next Monday?"

As soon as the voice fell, Lin Yu was already mentally prepared for the other party to reply "Yes" and hang up the phone.

In the end, He Dongyu said seriously: "Okay, listen to you and have a good rest."

After speaking, Lin Yu hung up the phone with a shocked expression on his face.

Lin Yu: "..."

He, he, he was just dreaming, right?

He Dongyu actually talked to himself in such a gentle tone?

And let him have a good rest? ?

In the spacious intensive care unit, there was no sound at all.

Lin Yu sat on the bed blankly, and has not fully recovered yet.

[The "bad luck" debuff disappears, congratulations on returning to normal. 】

Lin Yu was taken aback suddenly. Hearing the system's words, he felt mixed feelings.

Although the debuff disappeared, he was afraid when he saw the system appearing, fearing that it would bring him some bad news.

Sure enough, his worry was correct——

[Pay attention, the fake young master's birthday is coming, therefore, one of the biggest scenes in this novel will also be ushered in - the false young master's birthday party. 】

[What you need to do is to invite He Dongyu to your birthday party, and publicly humiliate him at the party, arouse his inner anger, and promote his revenge plan. 】

Although Lin Yu wanted to invite He Dongyu to the banquet from the bottom of his heart, he was 1 unwilling to do things at the banquet.

[Special reminder, He Dongyu's hatred for the false young master has reached 70% at present, if this goes well this time, at least it can reach more than 80%, you must work hard! 】

Lin Yu trembled when he heard the words.

Does He Dongyu hate himself so much?

But just now I told him to rest well...

Is it all fake?

Lin Yu fell into deep self-doubt.

If, as the system said, He Dongyu's hatred towards him had already reached 70%, then would it be possible for him to succeed in inviting him?

Two days later, Lin Yu had his last physical examination yesterday and was finally able to be discharged from the hospital.

Although the forehead injury has healed, there is still a pale pink scar upon closer inspection.

But when you cover it with bangs, you can hardly see anything.

The next morning, Lin Yu went downstairs.

Seeing the familiar car as he wished, he immediately trotted all the way to it, and got into the co-pilot without hesitation.

"Morning." Lin Yu greeted him proactively.

Although He Dongyu did not respond to him as usual, this time he silently gave him enough time to put on his seat belt.

It's not like before, the car is launched like a rocket before the buttocks are firmly seated.

However, Lin Yu, who was sitting on the seat at the moment, was very conflicted in his heart.

The system told him before that no matter what method he uses, he must invite He Dongyu to his birthday party.

It is not easy to achieve this goal.

"May I ask you a question?" Lin Yu tried to slowly open up the topic.

Without waiting for the other party to answer, he asked again: "Do you have any friends?"

He Dongyu was silent for a while, and finally replied with two words: "No."

"I guess so." Lin Yu relaxed his body and leaned on the back of the chair, but turned his head to one side, staring at the side face of the driver openly, and asked seriously, "Then can I be your friend?"

As soon as the words fell, He Dongyu suddenly slammed on the brakes.

Lin Yu's body was caught off guard and he moved forward, almost hitting his head on the center console. Unknowingly, he stretched out his hands from there and pushed him back in time.

In an instant, those hands disappeared from his chest again, and He Dongyu looked forward calmly, as if nothing had happened just now.

Lin Yu's eyes widened in disbelief.

He could understand that He Dongyu reacted fiercely to his words.

But what is incomprehensible is that He Dongyu was worried that he would hit his head, so he helped himself up.

"You haven't answered my question just now, do you want to be friends with me?" Lin Yu asked again after recovering.

He Dongyu sighed inaudibly, and his tone was a bit perfunctory: "Whatever."

Lin Yu saw that he didn't seem to reject "being friends" with him, so he immediately leaned closer to him, which seemed to be a bit aggressive: "Then in order to make our relationship closer, I will be with you in the future." I'm calling you 'Dong Yu', okay?"

As soon as the words fell, He Dongyu's expression obviously became unnatural, and the palms on the steering wheel also tightened silently.

"If you don't answer, it will be assumed that you agree, Dongyu?" Lin Yucheng called him hot.

With crooked eyebrows and smiling eyes, he obediently sat upright after speaking, looking out the window at the ever-changing scenery.

Today's weather seems to be particularly clear, and the stereotyped street scene has become much more pleasing to the eye. Lin Yu is in such a good mood that he can't help but want to hum a song.

But He Dongyu was completely opposite to him, the expression on his face was quite indescribable.

He couldn't ignore it, his heart skipped a beat when he heard the man call his name.

I can't convince myself not to care about every move of the people around me.

However, he can only try his best to suppress the growing sense of strangeness in his heart, be a competent driver, and send people to their destination as soon as possible.

Half an hour later, the car finally stopped in front of the Lin Group Company.

After Lin Yu got out of the car, he took the initiative to turn around and say "see you tonight" to He Dongyu through the window, before running towards the office building with a smile.

Sitting in the car, He Dongyu kept staring at his back, until he entered the company gate and disappeared around the corner, then looked away.

On the way home, he slammed on the accelerator without sparing any effort, as if he wanted to break through the hundreds of knots in his heart.

However, it was just futile.

"Dad, I'm back."

He Dongyu pushed open the door of the house, put the food he brought back on the dining table, turned around and walked into his father's bedroom.

"Cough, cough, cough..." There were continuous coughing sounds in the room.

After He Dongyu entered the room, he supported the old man's back, made him half-sit up from the bed, and stuffed a few cotton pillows behind his back.

"I'm going to cook, you rest for a while."

After finishing speaking, He Dongyu was about to get up when someone grabbed his arm suddenly.

The old man's hand was trembling slightly, thin and weak, and he could hardly hold his muscular arm.

"Dongyu, there is something that I haven't told you all this time."

The old man who had begun to lose consciousness began to recite what he said almost every day.

Although in his consciousness, it is the first time to tell his son this fact every time:

"Your mother and I have lived together for so many years. When have you ever seen me gamble? Embezzle public funds? Even if you give me ten guts, I wouldn't dare to do it..."

"When I was taken to the casino that day, I met the young master of the Lin family. He pretended not to know me, so I didn't say hello to him. Now that I think about it, this must have something to do with him..."

"Dad, stop talking." He Dongyu interrupted his father's words expressionlessly, because he knew exactly what his father was going to say.

He also knew what the truth was.

"I'm going to cook. There will be classes later, so I'll leave after eating."

He Dongyu tucked in the quilt for his father, and when he was about to turn around, he heard his old father ask him: "It's time for summer vacation, why do you still have to go to class?"

This time, He Dongyu didn't answer, but chose to walk out of the room quickly and closed the door.

He was afraid that if he stayed longer, he would not be able to help telling his father the truth.

Tell him to go out every day, not to go to school at all, but to do the same job as a driver before he suffered from leg problems.

Even his employer was the young master of the Lin family who put him in such a predicament today.

He was afraid that his father would collapse when he knew everything, and he was also afraid that the efforts he had made so far would fall short.

However, what he is most afraid of and least willing to face is that every time he sees that person, his heart will be shaken a little.