1.
After taking medicine all his life, Lu Yujia still didn't make it to his eighteenth birthday. But before he could kick the bucket, a System fell from the sky:
[Give you one life. If you carry out the revenge plan on behalf of the original fake young master, you can stay alive.]
An orphan with something of a screw loose, Lu Yujia had been mocked and teased ever since he was little. He'd even developed a psychological disorder and a fear of socializing, so he figured dying wouldn't be so bad.
Lu Yujia shook his head. "No, thanks."
[Huh? Wait! Don't go! Don't you have any regrets left unfinished?!]
Lu Yujia decided to transmigrate.
The original owner's revenge plan included making life difficult for the real young master and keeping him from reclaiming his place among the elite; taking the wealthy family’s eldest brother's inheritance; and breaking up a couple by getting in the way of his arranged-marriage partner's pursuit of true love.
Worse, Lu Yujia transmigrated into the original owner's body after he'd already angered everyone and made himself universally disliked.
This was clearly a recipe for a socially anxious person's death.
Lu Yujia steeled himself and started with fried chicken, hamburgers, vanilla cake, blueberry jam, and ice cream...
He'd lived eighteen years without getting to eat much junk food. What a regret. First things first, he had to fill his stomach.
So delicious, so delicious. Why does everything in this world smell so good?
By the time he realized these scents weren't food, but pheromones, he'd become susceptible to heat from smelling too many of them.
His annoying older brother smelled like oranges, the real young master who hated him smelled like coffee, and the eldest young master who refused their arranged marriage smelled so good it made his mouth water.
Scary... sneaking a little sniff. Scary... sneaking a little sniff...
2.
Shengcheng was teeming with the rich and powerful, and the Ling family was the wealthiest of the prominent families, with the longest history among the elite. Ling Zhiyan had been born with a silver spoon in his mouth, a heaven-blessed prodigy. On top of that, he'd excelled at everything since childhood, leaving everyone else in the dust.
But he'd been promised in an arranged marriage as a child.
A few years ago, Ling Zhiyan had met his betrothed. They were willful, snobbish, mean, and relentlessly clingy.
Ling Zhiyan had no interest in someone like that. When he learned they had been switched at birth, he immediately called off the engagement.
The next time he saw Lu Yujia, the guy was lost in the mountains, a complete mess, yet carefully cradling a tiny bird that was barely alive. His dirty little face tilted up. "Do you have anything good to eat? Could you share some with me?"
Ling Zhiyan's heart skipped a beat.
3.
Lu Yujia read the original owner's character profile. He was wicked in a layered, complicated way. "This is kind of hard. I'm going to break character."
The System sighed. Fine, break character if you want. Just finish the mission.
But don't break character too outrageously. How was Lu Yujia supposed to be dim-witted when he could survive in the wilderness up in the mountains, farm and raise fish in the fields, fix cars with a welding torch at home, and instantly pull off a gun pose when he went out?
The System broke down. [Master, what did you do for a living in your past life?]
Lu Yujia smiled shyly. "I was bored while recovering from an illness, so I picked up a few skills."
Lu Yujia gave the wealthy elite a taste of working-class shock. The heirs of all the prominent families who had once looked down on the fake young master grew curious, impressed, and infatuated with him, then swarmed him.
Lu Yujia diligently completed his mission and got ready to leave.
The real young master quietly locked the door behind him and pressed him against the desk. "Why haven't you been keeping me locked up lately? Let's continue. Don't expect to sleep tonight."
His older brother knocked on the door in the middle of the night. "Still awake? Is the bed uncomfortable? I'll buy you a new villa tomorrow. Come on, sleep with me tonight."
4.
On the hundredth day surrounded by rivals in love, Ling Zhiyan still had no title or status...
Lu Yujia's cheeks flushed, his body went limp, and he buried his face against Ling Zhiyan's neck, breathing in his pheromones.
Ling Zhiyan held him by the waist and brushed his glands almost imperceptibly, deliberately releasing more pheromones to tempt him. "Want it again? What if I'm busy and can't come next time? How about a permanent mark?"
Lu Yujia squirmed restlessly in his arms for a while, then showed the self-awareness unique to a veteran social-phobe and looked up. "Am I bothering you? Then I'll go find someone else."
Theme: Family, friendship, and love
