I'm a Wicked Cannon Fodder, and the More I Act Up, the More the Big Shot Loves Me

【Two male leads, sweet romance, healing, both strong, jealous lover】 （A silly, dramatic beauty × a top who’s hopelessly in love） Ji Cheng is a gold digger. He looks harmless and is almost too beautiful, yet turns around and snags a big shot. The big shot is generous, rich, hopelessly lovestruck, and easygoing. Because of a System malfunction, Ji Cheng thinks he’s a villainous side character who gets killed for dumping the protagonist top. The lovestruck big shot he seduced is actually the ruthless, unhinged protagonist top. Ji Cheng: “What happened to the gentle, rich CEO?” 【Ding! The plot has been disrupted. The Villainous Side Character System is now bound to you. Host must complete the plot to stay alive.】 Forced to follow the plot, Ji Cheng uses his beauty to get away with everything and acts out as much as he can, determined to make the big shot hate him and, while he’s at it, bring the big shot and his destined partner together. “Jealous? So he really fell in love with the protagonist bottom at first sight.” Xiao Xuanhe, standing nearby with a menacing gaze and clutching Ji Cheng protectively like a child, pulled him into his arms. There was always some jerk trying to flirt with the apple of his eye. The so-called destined partner calmly sipped his tea, gripping the cup so hard it was about to shatter. The more Ji Cheng acted out, the more Xiao Xuanhe doted on him, and the further he lowered his standards. Even the destined partner began looking at Ji Cheng strangely. When the truth came out, Xiao Xuanhe produced a document written entirely in a foreign language, certain that Ji Cheng wouldn’t understand it. “Sign it. I won’t hold it against you for lying to me, and you don’t have to pay back the money you swindled from me.” Ji Cheng looked closely. It was a marriage agreement?! He sat up straight and spoke in a tiny voice. “I... I’m not old enough to get married.” “Didn’t you say you were twenty-four?” Liar! After being fooled again, President Xiao angrily broke up with him. Everyone said Ji Cheng had been thrown into the Pacific to feed the fish. Then a seemingly insignificant news item appeared: Mr. Xiao stood there arrogantly with one hand in his pocket, holding his phone perfectly still so the apple of his eye, who had tricked him, could livestream. Mr. Xiao: “It’s just a couple’s little game. Who said anyone was lying?”