[Crossover] Please Go Die, Girl

When I opened my eyes, there was a handsome, alluring man in front of me. But I didn't know him. Going by the usual Jinjiang formula, I had transmigrated. And this alluring man would probably be the first to fall for me. According to the usual formula, I should say, "Who are you?" This is when you're supposed to pretend to have amnesia and act innocent. A flicker passed through the alluring man's eyes, making his expression even more captivating. "You don't remember?" A bewitching smile played on his lips. I obediently nodded, then looked at him pitifully. Then my blood splattered across his face, but his smile never changed, so charming and beautiful to the very end. In the end, I discovered I wasn't the protagonist. I seemed to be nothing more than a disposable character. This is a work born from An's resentment after reading countless stories about peerless beauties who unconditionally dote on their little sisters. The end.