Transmigrated into the Rich Family's Real Young Master

"Want to cure your ED?"

"Want to have more women?"

"Want to climb to the top of society and crush your enemies?"

"Want to make the world bow at your feet?"

"Bind with the Strongest Ace System 077 and claim all these rewards!"

Shen Qingling, who was reading the novel, scoffed. "How lame."

What era was this, still using these kinds of pop-up ads?

But the damn ad was like a sketchy adult site—clicking the "X" did nothing. Frustrated, he accidentally hit "Confirm."

And just like that, Shen Qingling found himself... transmigrated. Fresh as a daisy.

Now he was face to face—or rather, chest to chest—with a woman.

Shen Qingling felt like he was about to get an eye infection.

Was this some kind of S&M game?

A completely naked girl crouched before him, her limbs bound with rope, mouth gagged with tape. Her beautiful eyes were wide with terror as she stared at him.

And in his hand? A pair of scissors.

What the hell?!

What kind of place had he been dumped into?!

If the world wasn’t going to revolve around him, did it have to mess with him like this?

A system voice echoed in his mind:

【You are Shen Qingling, a poor but devastatingly handsome academic genius.】

【The line of girls secretly in love with you could stretch to France. Classrooms often turn into battlegrounds as girls fight just to catch a glimpse of you. The love letters you receive outnumber the exams you’ve taken. Male students? Nothing but envy and resentment when they mention you.】

【What you don’t know yet is that you have an insanely powerful background—your family is about to find you.】

【Unfortunately, in one hour, your reputation will be ruined. Host, your mission is to change Shen Qingling’s fate and help him rise to the top.】

Shen Qingling frowned at the system’s narration.

This plot... why did it sound so familiar?

Then it hit him. Wasn’t this the ridiculous novel he’d been reading before he died—The Fake Young Master of the Wealthy Family Also Deserves a Perfect Life?!

He’d transmigrated into the novel’s world—and worse, he’d become the tragic real young master Shen Qingling, who shared his name!

His childhood sweetheart saw him as a backup plan.

His fiancée swore to break off their engagement for the fake young master.

His sister treated him as the family’s disgrace.

His father cared only about power and money.

His mother was weak and utterly powerless.

A heartless dad, a useless mom, a biased sister, a scheming younger brother—and him, with nothing to his name!

Shen Qingling’s vision darkened. "Take me home. Please, just send me back."

077: "Apologies, the system only handles transmigration, not return trips. Host, you have one hour left before your downfall. Time is of the essence."

Shen Qingling quickly scanned his surroundings. He was in an abandoned restroom at Jiangcheng University.

Restroom!

He remembered this part. Just as the Gu Family was about to find the original Shen Qingling, the male lead, Gu Yijin, framed him to destroy his reputation.

Gu Yijin had lured the original here, knocked him out, and left him with a naked girl tied up in a stall—covered in signs of abuse.

In the original plot, in one hour, someone would arrive with the police and reporters...

The original was accused of kidnapping and attempted rape. Though there was no concrete evidence to land him in jail, his reputation was obliterated—exactly what Gu Yijin wanted.

The once-revered campus heartthrob became a social pariah.

Because of this incident, the Gu Family also turned cold toward him. This was the beginning of Shen Qingling’s tragic downfall, so it absolutely couldn’t happen.

Shen Qingling looked at the terrified girl before him. An electronic screen appeared in his mind:

【Faced with the bound girl, your choices are:】

【A: Smirk and threaten her: 'Miss Song, you wouldn’t want anyone to see you like this, would you? Cooperate quietly.'】

【B: Flash a domineering smile, grip her chin: 'Woman, you’ve piqued my interest.'】

【C: Give in to darkness—take what you want, no mercy for this delicate flower.】

【D: Be a Sigma male—ignore the beauty before you and walk away without hesitation.】

Shen Qingling: "...I pick E."

This was definitely not a wholesome system.

But then again, neither was he.

Options A to D were all mediocre—he preferred something bigger.

So E it was.

He reached toward her.

Her eyes squeezed shut, tears spilling as she braced for impact.

But the expected slap never came. Instead, the tape was peeled from her lips, and a coat draped over her exposed body, covering the bruises.

Her confusion replaced her fear as she stared at him.

Shen Qingling spoke calmly: "We have one hour. I’ll keep it short—I didn’t do this to you. I was lured here and knocked out too."

"Whoever did this only wants to frame me for kidnapping you. If I really wanted to assault you, I wouldn’t be stupid enough to do it on campus."

"Miss Song, you wouldn’t want anyone seeing you like this, would you?"

"You know who I am?"

Of course he did. This was Song Zhining, the heiress of Song Corporation. If not for the media scandal later, no one at school would’ve known her identity.

In the original story, Song Zhining had been tricked by a girl pretending to need help with her period. Naively, she followed her to the restroom—only to wake up bound and alone.

The original Song Zhining knew Shen Qingling wasn’t her kidnapper, but no one believed her. Worse, Gu Yijin bribed reporters to release doctored photos of her and Shen Qingling.

The photos spread like wildfire. Even after the Song family suppressed them, the damage was done. Humiliated and tormented at school, Song Zhining withdrew completely.

She locked herself away, never returning to campus, until depression drove her to leap from a high-rise.

"I know who you are. So you should also know I’d have no reason to kidnap you—unless I had a death wish."

Song Zhining’s gaze flickered as she processed his words.

She recognized him—Shen Qingling, the untouchable academic prince of Jiangcheng University. Almost every girl here knew of him. They had no grudges; he’d have no reason to ruin his own future like this.

Though unsure how he had discovered her identity, there was no time to dwell on it now—she had to focus on resolving the immediate crisis.

Seeing Song Zhining remain silent, Shen Qingling continued, "If you still don’t believe me, soon the police and reporters will arrive, aiming to ruin my reputation. By then, your own standing will also be affected. If my words are proven true, just follow my lead. How does that sound?"

Song Zhining nodded. "Alright, I trust you. What do you need me to do?"

...

An hour later, the blare of police sirens echoed across the campus, and swarms of journalists wielding cameras scattered through the university grounds, sparking heated discussions among the students.

"What’s going on? Why are there so many police and reporters?"

"I heard a girl was kidnapped, so someone called the police."

"What!? A kidnapping at our school? That’s beyond shocking."

"This is Jiangcheng University—who’d dare pull something like that here? How stupid do you have to be to get into this school?"

"They say they found her—apparently in the restroom of West Building 3. Come on, let’s go see."

A crowd had already gathered outside the restroom. Long before the police and reporters got wind of the situation, rumors had spread across campus—clearly orchestrated to draw spectators.

The officers on the scene immediately tried to disperse the onlookers, but before they could act, the restroom door swung open on its own.

By then, the journalists had already trained their cameras on the entrance, poised to break the story—a kidnapping at Jiangcheng University was guaranteed front-page news.

Then, a strikingly tall young man in a white shirt, his features breathtakingly handsome, stepped out, cradling a young woman in his arms.