Is he the illegitimate child of the courtesan?

"He has such a seductive face, I really don't understand why the lord decided to keep him around."

【Hey, why don't you just go die!】

Just as Hani was lost in memories, unable to extricate himself, a pair of slightly chubby hands with irresistible strength forcefully pulled him out of his seat.

Hani was stunned as he watched Cinderella come and go, while Cinderella herself had a stern expression and didn't say a word, dragging Hani along as she walked away.

The Duke of Gray's face became even more terrifyingly gloomy.

"What does this kid mean?!" Greg's voice was filled with suppressed anger.

"The young master is probably afraid that the anger of the master will be directed towards the second young master," Butler Mo Bo answered with a relieved smile.

Butler Mo Bo's response not only did not gain Gracen's approval, but also made Gracen even angrier.

What kind of person does this guy think he is?!

....

Xian Di Rui La La led Honey on a half-circle around the Duke's mansion, then entered the house once again through the back door. She took Honey upstairs and brought her into her own room.

"Lily, bring some food," Xian Ditre instructed.

"Yes," Lily nodded in response and turned around to leave.

Cinderella took a deep breath and let go of Hani's hand. She scratched her head awkwardly, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"Sorry, but we've always been like this, unable to get along with each other."

Huh? Why apologize...

Hani held her empty hand, instinctively clenched it into a fist, and pressed it against her chest. With a soft, delicate voice, she weakly asked, "Is the relationship between my brother and father not good?"

"Um, it's not great," sighed Xian Tila helplessly. After all, he had managed to anger the Duke when he first met him, and they hadn't spoken for two whole months.

"How should I put it, just by looking at Zao Laotou's face, you can tell that he's fierce. He's always angry, as if everyone owes him money..."

The translation of the Chinese novel paragraph is as follows: "Zao old man... Is it really suitable to describe Father in such a way? Honey is worried."

"... I can feel that he loves Cinderella, otherwise he wouldn't act like this repeatedly..." He indulges her whims and caprices over and over again, but what he loves is the original Cinderella, the one who constantly tries to create trouble to gain her father's attention.

Because of this, he didn't know how to respond to Duke Grays' love.

He, you see, was just evading this love that didn't belong to him.

Tsk, feels really unpleasant...

Hani looked at Xian Di Ru La, who was speaking only to abruptly fall silent, with a puzzled expression in her eyes.

"Brother, I don't understand…" Hani weakly tugged at the clothes on her chest.

He still didn't understand. On the way back, Father had once introduced the Duke's Manor to him. Father, who had a stern face throughout the journey, only showed a troubled smile when mentioning his elder brother.

That smile terrified him, making him want to cry...

He understood that his father deeply loved his older brother, while he was nothing...

He was afraid that his arrival would displease his older brother, because in that case, his father wouldn't need him anymore.

I have taken this boy, one year's worth of tax revenue, wiping out his background. Starting from today, his surname shall be Maca.

What exactly did Father see in him? Hani still had no idea. He was still too young, and he didn't understand anything.

But he remembered that it was a cloudy day. He was forced by servants to come out of the stable, dressed in nice clothes, and kneel down on the ground to welcome the nobles who came from the kingdom. At that time, he looked up at this man with a proud face, who pointed at his nose and gave orders to his supposed grandfather. The man rudely grabbed him and pulled him behind him. Then, the servant handed him a handkerchief, while assessing him with eyes that evaluated merchandise.

The sound of Grandfather's flattery echoed in my ears, disgustingly making me want to vomit.

At that moment, Hani wished fervently to be a valuable commodity, chosen by this aristocrat. Only then could he escape from this filthy, repulsive, and foul-smelling home.

A white silk handkerchief fluttered down in front of him. The nobleman's gaze swept past him as he turned and walked away. He stood there, bewildered and terrified, thinking that he was useless to gain the man's attention. But he heard the man utter words full of arrogance.

Let's go, set off.

As he wished, he entered a new family. This family had an older brother who was loved by their father. He was afraid that this brother, whom he had never met before, would not like him. Because of this, he was very likely to be treated the same as before, being thrown into the stable, only remembered during festivals, and given fitting clothes to have a full meal.

Brother, he looks just like father, both of them have such a fierce appearance...

This was Hani's first impression of Cindirella. Then, the fierce-looking boy stretched out his hand towards himself.

His plump hand, as meaty as the white bread he had eaten in the morning, carried a sweet fragrance of wheat bran.

"My name is Cinderella, what about you?"

The sun, nearing noon, had already radiated a hint of the summertime warmth. And his older brother, he was a person resembling the sun.

The warmth was so overwhelming that it left one at a loss, unsure of how to respond.