After transmigrating into a book, I spent ten years orbiting the great villain Lu Zhao.
I was his caged songbird.
In bed, Lu Zhao buried his face against my neck and gently asked what I wanted for my birthday this year.
I really thought he had fallen in love with me.
But later, he shielded the mole behind him, pointed his gun at me, and looked at me coldly.
"What, disappointed to see I'm still alive?"
The System's voice sounded in my ear. "Confirm mission withdrawal. Countdown: three seconds."
I took one last look at Lu Zhao and laughed scornfully. "You're really... getting what you deserve."
Then I leaped from the eighteenth floor.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Lu Zhao rush to the window like a madman, trying to grab me.
