The Reason for My Bad Temper [Quick Transmigration]

Liang Su, the former harem-seeking protagonist, had always been calm, composed, and self-possessed. But after experiencing several worlds, he realized he was becoming more and more irritable. And the reason was... The Son of Heaven’s Will, who knew full well that Liang Su was a man, buried himself in Liang Su’s arms and murmured dreamily, “Mommy, I love you so much...” Liang Su, a cross-dressing heartthrob, snapped, “Don’t you have a mom of your own? Why are you calling someone else Mommy?” The Son of Heaven’s Will, who had always regarded him as a love rival, kissed his face in a frenzy and warned Liang Su’s supposed rival with venomous hostility, “Stay away from him!” Liang Su, who was about to go abroad for further studies, snapped, “I’ll stay away from him, but first get your damn mouth off me.” The righteous senior disciple of the orthodox sect, who was also the Son of Heaven’s Will, cursed furiously, “The Demon Sect is full of trash!” Liang Su, a blind demonic cultivator forcibly confined in the Son of Heaven’s Will’s residence, was even more irritable. “Right, we demonic cultivators are all trash, so can you let me go now?” Maybe he was so irritable because the Sons of Heaven’s Will were always lunatics? Especially after Liang Su learned that they were all the same person... An irritable, alpha male heartthrob gong × a deranged, possessive Son of Heaven’s Will shou Gong-focused, 1v1, all the shous are the same person Coming next: The Dark Moonlight Born on a Trash Planet Xin Jia had told more lies in his life than he had eaten bowls of rice. Perhaps Heaven had finally had enough of him. Overnight, he was dumped in another world and became a beta slave on a trash planet. The System left him to fend for himself on the planet. Two years later, a starship from the Falian Empire landed there. The crown prince had come looking for the son of the benefactor who had saved him when he was a child. The son was an omega. The System revealed the secret the alpha prince had kept hidden deep in his heart: he had been born disabled and could not properly distinguish the scents of pheromones. Xin Jia had nerves of steel. He sprayed himself with a bottle of cheap pheromone perfume that cost ten yuan, then stepped forward and said with an emotional, vulnerable expression, “It was me.” * Not long after taking Xin Jia back to the empire, the crown prince discovered his true nature. He witnessed Xin Jia sweet-talk an opponent into doing exactly what he wanted, acting as if he cared about him more than anyone in the world. Then, in the very next moment, Xin Jia smiled sweetly and handed his opponent over to the enemy. The crown prince truly wanted to kill him when he realized Xin Jia was a complete fraud. * The System, a mere background character, smiled with satisfaction. As expected of the person it had chosen. Xin Jia had perfectly played the book’s vicious cannon-fodder character without even needing its guidance. But later, things began to change. Xin Jia, who was supposed to die a gruesome death halfway through the story, was still full of life at the ending. With no other choice, the System declared the mission a failure, but the procedure for leaving the world inexplicably malfunctioned. As the System looked at the crown prince, a man who seemed radiant and free of any darkness, a chilling suspicion crossed its mind. Reader’s Guide: 1. Updated daily. 2. Gong-focused, B-gong/A-shou, the couple are endgame. Please do not switch or reverse their roles. 3. This story is full of melodramatic twists and cathartic angst. Readers sensitive to potential triggers or looking for sweet romance should read with caution. If it makes you uncomfortable, feel free to drop it for your own peace of mind. 4. The author hides beneath a pot lid: The protagonist lives by the motto, “If you don’t mess with me, I won’t mess with you. If you mess with me, I’ll pay you back twice over.” Readers who care deeply about moral purity, please go easy on me. (Bows.) Theme: Stay calm and composed, no matter what storms life brings, and learn to face them with grace.