The Delicate System for a Cannon-Fodder Villain

[Pampered, dramatic System shou x Controlling, doting-dad-type gong]

Everyone at the Planar Management Bureau said Chi Yuanchu had hit the jackpot.

His performance was rock-bottom, and aside from his looks, he had nothing going for him. Yet somehow, he ended up bound to a top-tier Host.

From then on, he could rack up points as he pleased and breeze through missions. He was practically the luckiest System alive.

Chi Yuanchu had this to say: You want this kind of luck? Take it!

He really, really hated Jiang Lian!

There were three reasons in particular.

First, sleep.

Jiang Lian suffered from severe insomnia. Every night, Chi Yuanchu was forced to stay trapped in the man's burning-hot embrace, serving as a human body pillow. He would whimper from the heat and try to escape.

But the moment he moved, the man would threaten him with his favorite freeze-dried strawberries. So Chi Yuanchu could only swallow his indignation, close his eyes, and let Jiang Lian squeeze and knead his whole System into a ball before tucking him into his arms.

Second, freedom.

Other Systems went clubbing after work, flirted with cute guys, and used their points to eat and drink to their hearts' content.

But after work, Chi Yuanchu had to put up with a nine o'clock curfew, location checks, and a strict ban on alcohol.

Once, Chi Yuanchu worked up the courage to sneak out to a quiet bar for a glass of fruit wine. He hadn't even tasted it properly when Jiang Lian kicked open the private-room door.

In the shifting light, the man undid his cuff links and looked at him, curled up in the corner of the sofa, with an almost-smile.

"Baby, is the booze out here good?"

Third, status.

He was the System, the one who assigned missions. But in this household, the Host, Jiang Lian, not only took it upon himself to manage what Chi Yuanchu wore and ate, but even tampered with his missions.

[Have the Host bankrupt the villainous Wang family within one hour.]

Jiang Lian paused while pulling a sock onto Chi Yuanchu's foot. "Rejected. Send an assistant to handle a trivial matter like that. Why are your feet so cold? Didn't I tell you to wear slippers?"

The young man tried to struggle. "I'm discussing a business deal worth billions with you!"

The man sighed, held his wildly kicking ankle, and leisurely pulled a fluffy sock onto his foot.

"I'm discussing something serious with you, too. If you keep misbehaving and running around barefoot, you'll regret it tonight."

Chi Yuanchu: Whimper.

QAQ, who's in charge of whom here?!

If it weren't for the fact that this bastard fed him strawberry mousse on time every day, he would have unbound himself from this Host eight hundred times already!

-

Jiang Lian was a demon who had crawled out of hell.

In his previous life, after making each of his former enemies suffer the punishment they deserved, he found everything dull and meaningless.

Reborn, he had planned to retire and occasionally leak a little information so his enemies would turn on one another.

He never expected a little variable to show up.

This silly thing who called himself the "Dragon-Aotian System" tumbled into his arms. He had the power to destroy the world, yet cried in frustration because he couldn't finish the last bite of his ice cream.

But since he had fallen into Jiang Lian's arms, Jiang Lian might as well take good care of him.

After all, his world was vast enough for this little System to do whatever he pleased.

But only within the palm of his hand.

-

[Bonus Scene]

People said men hated drama queens. On the first day Chi Yuanchu decided to unbind himself from Jiang Lian, he resolved to start a campaign of acting out and causing trouble.

He thought Jiang Lian would soon get sick of him. To his surprise, the man indulged him in everything, spoiling him until his head started to float.

His overconfidence got the better of him one day when he was sitting on Jiang Lian's firm, muscular abs and accidentally blurted out his plan ahead of time.

Chi Yuanchu froze. Uh-oh.

Jiang Lian smiled, his thin eyelids lowering as a storm gathered in his ink-dark eyes.

"Baby, say that again?"

[Reader's Guide]

1. Pampered, dramatic System shou x Controlling, doting-dad-type gong

2. Sticking to 1v1, an inseparable, lovey-dovey couple; both are each other's first and only

Theme: I want to give you a love that lasts until death