A Kid with an Older Brother Can Do Whatever He Wants

After posting on Weibo, Qi Si stopped paying attention to what happened next.

Qi Wang had said he would keep an eye on things, so Qi Si left the rest to him.

Qi Wang had an entertainment company under his command, complete with a professional public relations department.

The people under Qi Wang were far more familiar with manipulating public opinion than Qi Si was.

He had been so busy in his previous life that his feet barely touched the ground. Now that he suddenly no longer had to busy himself with work, Qi Si found it a little hard to adapt.

But someone did not give him the chance to feel unaccustomed.

After opening his eyes in this world, Xiao Chou was the first person Qi Si had seen aside from the male and female leads.

To Qi Si, this person was somewhat special.

Besides that, through the original novel, Qi Si had also seen how Xiao Chou's story ended.

In the original plot, Xiao Chou, like him, was cannon fodder.

And he received his death much earlier than Qi Si did.

Xiao Chou was the Xiao Household's illegitimate son.

Among wealthy, prestigious families, the words "illegitimate child" were looked down upon.

No one liked those words, especially children born to the legal wife, who loathed illegitimate children to the extreme.

Xiao Chou had been brought back by that man from the Xiao Household when he was thirteen, introduced to the public as an adopted son.

But Xiao Chou looked far too much like that man from the Xiao Household. Anyone who was not blind could not honestly claim that the two were not father and son.

Thus, the Xiao Household's adopted son was read as illegitimate son among the upper-class circles.

The original host did not like illegitimate children either. The only reason he associated with Xiao Chou was that Xiao Chou served him comfortably.

Xiao Chou had not lived well in the Xiao Household. To gain a more comfortable life and support, he had always tried his best to ingratiate himself with these rich young heirs.

Though these young masters and young ladies looked down on Xiao Chou and disdained associating with him, they would not reject a "lapdog" who could entertain them.

The original host had not treated Xiao Chou like a person either. When he was happy, he gave him a few benefits; when he was unhappy, he either beat or scolded him.

Xiao Chou had struggled to survive in that utterly undignified situation.

Later, the young master of the Xiao Household offended Bo Fuyu's uncle. To placate the Bo Household's fury, the Xiao Household pushed Xiao Chou out.

Bo Yanqi was not someone easy to reason with. He sent Xiao Chou directly to prison.

Not long after Xiao Chou entered prison, he got into a dispute with someone inside and was accidentally beaten to death.

However, after learning the full plot and the relationships between the characters, Qi Si knew that Xiao Chou was not actually the Xiao Household's illegitimate son at all.

More precisely, he was the Xiao Household's legitimate young master.

The current young master of the Xiao Household was the so-called illegitimate son.

Xiao Chou's mother had been his father's first wife, but she had died young.

Because his father had been busy with work when Xiao Chou was little, Xiao Chou had always lived with his mother at his maternal grandmother's home.

After his mother died, Xiao Chou's father used his busy work schedule and fear that he could not care for him properly as an excuse to leave him with his grandmother.

It was not until Xiao Chou was thirteen, when his grandmother passed away, that the Xiao Household had no choice but to bring him back.

Before returning to the Xiao Household, Xiao Chou had not even known that his father had remarried.

Only when he saw that child, who was around his own age, in the Xiao Household did he belatedly realize that his father had betrayed his mother.

Xiao Chou was furious, but he was only a thirteen-year-old child. There was nothing he could do.

He had been angry, broken down, and questioned them...

But it had been useless. He was too weak. Aside from cautiously surviving in the Xiao Household with his tail tucked between his legs, there was nothing he could do.

He thought that as long as he grew up and became powerful enough, he could make the Xiao Household pay the price and seek justice for himself and his mother.

Unfortunately, in the original novel, after enduring humiliation for so long, he still failed to get his revenge.

His young life ended far too early.

Honestly, after reading the original plot, Qi Si only wanted to say that the Xiao Household was worse than dogs!

At the same time, he felt a little more pity for Xiao Chou.

Going by his age in his previous life, Xiao Chou really ought to call him older brother.

Now, whenever Qi Si heard Xiao Chou's voice, he felt like an older brother looking at his little brother.

Combined with Xiao Chou's pitiful background, Qi Si had already subconsciously taken this poor little thing under his wing.

"Young Master Qi! Come out and have some fun! West Mountain Racetrack! Are you coming?"

"Racing? Who else is going?" Qi Si sat up straight, somewhat tempted.

If it had only been Xiao Chou, he would not have invited Qi Si.

So there had to be other people.

"Just the usual people we hang out with. Is Young Master Qi coming? Even if you don't race, the scenery here is nice. Think of it as getting some fresh air!" Xiao Chou persuaded him.

"Fine. See you at West Mountain in an hour."

"Alright!"

West Mountain Racetrack was not far away. It would take no more than half an hour to drive there.

But before going over, Qi Si had to make a trip to the hair salon.

He had said before that he wanted to cut his hair shorter, but he had been too lazy to move after staying at home every day these past few days, so he had never gone to get it trimmed.

This was the perfect chance to get his hair done first.

Before leaving, Qi Si even deliberately sent Qi Wang a message to let him know.

[Unrestrained: Bro, my friends invited me to West Mountain to hang out.]

He thought Qi Wang was busy at the company, so after sending the message, he put away his phone.

To his surprise, the other side replied instantly.

[Bro: Are you coming home for dinner tonight?]

Qi Si froze when he saw Qi Wang's reply. He had thought Qi Wang would stop him, or ask for more details.

But Qi Wang did not ask anything. He only asked whether Qi Si would be coming home for dinner that night.

His feelings were rather complicated.

[Unrestrained: I am. Can I order dishes?]

[Bro: Sure. What do you want to eat?]

[Unrestrained: Crispy fish, and sweet and sour ribs.]

[Bro: Mm. Be careful.]

[Unrestrained: Okay, love you! (Blows a kiss)]

Qi Wang did not reply.

Qi Si was not sure whether Qi Wang had gone back to work or gotten shy.

Putting away his phone, he drove to the salon the original host often visited.

"What hairstyle are you planning to get today, Young Master Qi? Would you like to dye it? We recently got some new hair colors that would suit your complexion very well. Would you like to take a look?"

Qi Si ignored the other man's enthusiastic recommendation and said indifferently, "No need. Just trim it shorter. I'm in a hurry. Can you finish in half an hour?"

"Uh..." Before the other man could finish his introduction, a bucket of cold water seemed to douse both his words and enthusiasm.

"Of course. You really only want it trimmed shorter?" The man was still somewhat unwilling to give up.

Qi Si looked at him, curling his lips into a smile that did not reach his eyes.

After being a decision-maker for so many years, he was actually quite intimidating when he put on airs.

The other man did not dare say another word. He quickly trimmed Qi Si's hair according to his requirements.

There was not much change. He merely cut the bangs and sideburns shorter.

Fortunately, the original host had not dyed his hair. Otherwise, he would have needed to find time to dye it back to black.

He was still rather traditional in some ways. For example, he preferred his natural black hair.

Qi Si looked at himself in the mirror after his haircut, his brows and eyes now fully exposed to the air.

This was not the first time Qi Si had carefully examined his current appearance, nor was it the first time he had marveled that the original host looked exactly like him.

The difference was that the original host looked much younger than he did.

Every time Qi Si looked in the mirror, he felt as though he had become younger again.

He had typical almond-shaped eyes, with rather large pupils and wide-set eyes.

It was an eye shape with absolutely no intimidation factor. When he glared at someone, he was not frightening at all and instead looked a little like he was acting cute.

That was why, after taking power in his previous life, Qi Si had always worn a pair of gold-rimmed glasses with plain lenses, making himself look less easy to bully.

Come to think of it, he had not seen himself without glasses in a long time, so he felt somewhat unaccustomed to it.

It was not that he was unaccustomed to not wearing glasses. He was unaccustomed to seeing himself with such harmless-looking eyes.

Tsk.

Qi Si considered getting another pair of glasses.

But then he thought about it. This time, he did not need to work hard to earn money himself. As a freeloader waiting to eat and die, what did he need so much authority for?

With that thought, Qi Si ran a hand through his hair and headed to West Mountain, satisfied, to keep his appointment.