I transmigrated into a book and became the domineering CEO’s lost-love substitute.
System: Play out three years of the plot and you’ll get five million.
I signed on the spot. “Can we fast-forward?”
System: “…”
The CEO said coldly, “Remember, you’re just a substitute.”
I nodded. “Got it, boss.”
Later, I joined the entertainment industry and became a nobody with barely any screen time.
Bullied? I put up with it.
Compared to her? I accepted it.
I was only here to make money, after all.
Until the day his lost love returned from abroad.
He stood at the airport, eyes red.
I stood outside the crowd and suddenly smiled.
I handed him my resignation. “Mr. Fu, can you settle my pay?”
He panicked.
Then came his desperate pursuit of his wife, with the whole internet watching the drama unfold.
I won Best Actress at the awards ceremony, while he watched from the audience, eyes reddened.
“Come back.”
“Too late.”
