I Became the High-Maintenance Ex-Boyfriend of a Tycoon’s Heir

The six zeroes on the check are reflected in Jiang Yanyu’s eyes. He picks up the scalding Americano and without a moment’s hesitation splashes it across the face of the financial magnate’s heir sitting opposite him.

He’s transmigrated into the role of a rich young master’s disposable ex-boyfriend. If he can make this living devil dump him first, he’ll walk away with fifty million and a clean exit.

He dances recklessly through one minefield after another, while everyone waits to see him get dumped.

But no one knows that the instant his fingernails graze the back of He Yanzhi’s hand, the man’s pupils flare with a greedy, frenzied passion. He Yanzhi suffers from extreme alexithymia and feels no pain.

That tiny sting becomes the only real thing in this madman’s world.

“Fifty million isn’t enough.” He Yanzhi’s long fingers clamp around his ankle, then smear a drop of blood against his lips. His voice is terrifyingly hoarse. “Take my life too. Make it hurt more.”

If he can’t escape, he’ll trample the lofty magnate beneath his feet and become the only cure he needs.