Wasn’t This Supposed to Be a Tragedy? How Did I Become Everyone’s Favorite?

[1v1, devoted to each other, transmigration into a book, everyone’s favorite, sweet romance, push and pull, live comments, dating show] A gloomy, ghostlike top and a beautiful, frail young master who thinks he’s straight Sang Yan transmigrated into a book and became a beautiful but vicious fake young master. He was also engaged to the real young master, Qi Sizhou, whom he bullied like a dog every day: 【From now on, whenever the protagonist is getting handsy with someone, you’ll be the sleeping husband. When you find out you’ve been cheated on, you’ll get angry and furious, become even more vicious, and ultimately bring about your own death.】 Sang Yan: ...I can’t do this. He looked at the protagonist being bullied beside him, his brow twitching. Should I try to save him anyway? To avoid the plot that would get him killed, Sang Yan had to carry out his mission to torment the protagonist while secretly protecting him and keeping him from turning evil. But, strangely enough, whenever he finished bullying Qi Sizhou, Qi would look delighted? * After an accident, Sang Yan, Qi Sizhou, and the male supporting characters ended up on a dating show. All the contestants were men, and supposedly only one pair was a real couple. Find them, and you win the prize money. Sang Yan immediately thought of Qi Sizhou’s lover in the original story: Easy as pie, my dear! But before long, he noticed the male supporting characters looking at him in increasingly strange ways. * One time, the protagonist beckoned to him in the dark, and the live comments exploded: 【The protagonist really is head over heels for this vicious young master.】 【Qi Sizhou, that look in your eyes... It feels like you’re about to kiss him any second.】 Sang Yan: ? He turned to look at the protagonist and saw him sleeping peacefully. Sang Yan let out a long sigh of relief. But before long, Sang Yan’s fake-young-master identity was exposed. Just as he was about to run, Qi Sizhou caught him. “Why are you running?” “Can I still be your little dog, Young Master?”