[I can't believe this got selected for free reading, but the writing is admittedly rough. Just take a look, and while you're at it, check out my upcoming novel, After Livestreaming in Women's Clothes, I Made the CEO Fall for Me]
Blurb:
Wen Qingcheng, a chemistry whiz, wakes up in a danmei novel as its tragic male supporting character: delicate and soft, bursting into tears at the slightest provocation. In the original story, this supporting character is Crown Prince Liang Jue's study companion. He devotes himself to the coldhearted Liang Jue, only for Liang Jue to kill him with a single sword thrust to the throat.
Because of his low status, the original owner has no one to rely on in the palace, and anyone can walk all over him. Wen Qingcheng is at constant risk of a grisly death.
He has no choice but to grit his teeth and diligently play the lovesick fool, acting devoted to Liang Jue day after day. But Liang Jue only loves the red mole on his lips, identical to that of his white moonlight, and can't stand Wen Qingcheng himself.
Liang Jue coldly shoves Wen Qingcheng away from where he's leaning against his knees, his voice openly impatient. "Get away. You're dirtying my clothes!"
Wen Qingcheng bites his lip, his red mole glistening through his tears. "Please don't make me leave... How could I live without you..."
The next moment, the door slams shut. Wen Qingcheng scrambles to his feet, dropping his fragile, self-pitying act and curling his lip in disgust
"You expect me to bring you tea and water, grind your ink, hand you paper, and share your bed every day. Tch, who do you think you are, you dog of a man?"
*
Liang Jue has noticed something strange about himself lately. He often finds himself unconsciously looking toward that lowly, irritating study companion. He even gets annoyed and flies into a rage when Wen Qingcheng takes leave and isn't there to wait on him. In the end, he can't help sending a spy to check on Wen Qingcheng.
At the time, Wen Qingcheng had accidentally spilled chili oil during an experiment and was bent over his desk, with tears and snot running down his face.
Spy: Wen Qingcheng is alone in his room, bent over his desk and weeping bitterly.
Liang Jue: Hmph. He hasn't seen me for just one day and he's already crying. How annoying.
Spy: ...
I'd almost believe you if your smile weren't quite so wide.
*
In Liang Jue's eyes, Wen Qingcheng is delicate, sensitive, and easily hurt, too weak to look after himself without Liang Jue.
Until one day:
The royal siblings turn on each other and purge their rivals: Wen Qingcheng plays both sides and pockets ten thousand taels of gold.
Foreign invaders reveal their malicious ambitions: Wen Qingcheng makes a fortune selling gunpowder.
A cosmetics shop can't keep up with demand: Wen Qingcheng quickly becomes the top merchant in the capital.
His white moonlight appears before him, ready to confront him. Wen Qingcheng tosses over a banknote. "Here's two million. I wish you two a happy life together!"
Liang Jue falls silent for a long moment. "Thank you. I'll take the money. When are you coming back?"
Wen Qingcheng doesn't even look back. The show is over. Get lost, and don't expect a warm send-off!
Reading guide:
A top-tier schemer who pretends to be weak, acts all coy and dramatic, and is a brilliant student shou x a seemingly cold and ruthless big shot gong who wins himself over
Coming soon: After Livestreaming in Women's Clothes, I Made the CEO Fall for Me
As the CEO's secretary at a publicly traded conglomerate, Wen Yu is a corporate wage slave, and off the clock he's somehow even worse off.
Not only does the CEO order him around constantly, the CEO's mother also demands that he arrange blind dates for her son.
Unfortunately, Yan Chenglin, the renowned industry big shot, is cold and ascetic, and famously difficult to deal with.
What amazes people most isn't his legendary success in business or the trillion-yuan fortune he commands, but the fact that he's exceptionally handsome and has spent years dominating the business world without a single scandal.
No one even knows whether he's straight or gay.
To keep his job, Wen Yu stuffs photos of all kinds of beautiful women into his phone and nervously presents it to Yan Chenglin.
"Which one... do you like?"
Yan Chenglin says nothing, merely tapping the screen.
It shows a livestream screenshot: a sweetly smiling young woman, a slim waist, a pink frilly Lolita dress, and long, straight legs wrapped in white stockings. She looks like a girl straight out of a manga.
Wen Yu's face goes pale. What no one around him knows is that he moonlights as a cross-dressing blogger.
And the photo Yan Chenglin just picked is the makeup-test picture Wen Yu had carelessly forgotten to delete.
Wen Yu makes one last desperate attempt. "...Could you pick someone else? This one's not that pretty, and I don't think her family is very rich. She really isn't a good match for a CEO like you..."
Before he can finish, he meets Yan Chenglin's deep, dark gaze.
Wen Yu: "...I'll arrange it."
*
Yan Chenglin's cousin has recently become obsessed with scrolling Douyin. He falls for a different streamer every day and never misses a chance to promote them when he visits.
Yan Chenglin scoffs and is about to ignore him, but then realizes the streamer on the screen is the blind date he'd picked on a whim not long ago.
"Holy crap, it's a guy!" his cousin cries.
On-screen, Wen Yu has forgotten to turn off his livestream. He's just taken off his makeup, revealing fair skin and a delicate little face as fresh as a flower.
Watching the silly guy frantically fumble to turn off his phone, Yan Chenglin, usually so proud and composed, can't help the faint curl of his lips.
*
Wen Yu discovers that a big shot has started visiting his livestream.
Every day, the viewer says nothing, drops a pile of gifts, and logs off without a second thought.
In just a few months, he's propelled Wen Yu's stream to the top of the trending list.
Finally, feeling he doesn't deserve the gifts, Wen Yu can't resist opening a chat with the big shot...
That day, Wen Yu learned what it meant to walk straight into a trap.
[Bonus Scene]
One day, while CEO Yan is away on a business trip, Wen Yu excitedly takes out his little suitcase, planning to pop into his livestream and say hello to his fans, whom he hasn't seen in a while.
He never expects Yan Chenglin to finish work early that day...
Wen Yu is wearing a little skirt, bent over on his knees looking for his stockings, when he looks up and meets Yan Chenglin's dangerous, fierce gaze
Later, word spreads throughout the company that Secretary Wen was injured on the job at the CEO's house and couldn't get out of bed for a week.
Reading guide:
1. Older gong, eight-year age gap.
2. The gong dotes on the shou, absolutely and outrageously.
3. An innocent, guileless little white rabbit shou x an extremely dominant, ascetic CEO with MAX-level need for control
Theme: Good is rewarded, and evil is punished.
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Reborn as the Sickly Young Master's Devoted Shadow Guard
No More Playing Along
A Tour Through the Olympic Encyclopedia
We Were Reborn Together on the Day We Divorced
Eaten Away to the Bone
Northern Desert Abyss
A Pen for You
I Transmigrated into a Palace-Intrigue Novel and Started a Girl Group
The Trouble with Vaccines
The Misplaced Clothes of Addition, Subtraction, Multiplication, and Division
Probably suffering from Stockholm Syndrome
The character design is not established, I can't stand it anymore, I abandoned the article once in the middle, and after looking at it, it is still weird. Why is this subject so persistent in giving medicine to the attack, playing tricks, he is obviously a scientific researcher, the character design feels so strange, and this attack It also feels very wrong. Why does a person who becomes a prince feel like an immature fool, feeling incompetent and furious every day? The same goes for the eldest prince. A normal person would really rush into his younger brother's palace directly, and the prince doesn't even know what he is doing? The intelligence is too lagging behind, so I surrender.
I thought Shou was the kind of person who pretends to be weak, but is actually a strategist with an incredible IQ. As a result, he was always annoyed and suffered miserably from Xiao Bailian.
It's really exciting that they both deceived each other and ended up together in the end. It's better to write Gong as pure cannon fodder, and then Shou ran out of the palace and used his talents to become famous, and finally ended up with the person they liked each other. I'm so angry, I can't beat the bed!!!!
Laugh to death, poison Na Jue, and then run out. He is not the one who plays political games. He is not just playing, but he is drunk. I don't know how Na Jue became the prince. He was irritable and brainless. The emperor's genes were too bad, right?
If you can still fuck like this in the end, it won't be a bad experience, right?
HE? If so, forget it. I saw something similar before and I was so angry that I jumped up at two o'clock in the middle of the night and hammered the bed?
This crematorium, emmmmmmmmm
Emphasis: Green is dazzling. Dog head
Is it impolite to call yourself "lonely" in front of your elders? The emperor wouldn't call himself "I" in front of the Queen Mother, right?