Faux Devotion

[Main story complete. Extras updated irregularly.] #Male Substitute# Jian Yin and Zheng Yiming were childhood friends, and she had loved him since they were little. She knew he didn't love her, but that was all right. She believed that one day she would win him over. She treated him wonderfully in every way, only to hear that he was getting engaged. That night, she went drinking at a nightclub. She drank bottle after bottle and cried until her eyes were swollen and red. As she was leaving, she stumbled into a man's arms. The man had striking features, a high nose, and a slight smile. A hint of amusement glimmered in his phoenix eyes. The first thing she thought was: He looks like him. . Zhou Mucheng was a notorious playboy, and he had always looked down on people who fell in love. That night at the club, a woman stumbled into his arms and looked up at him. Her round eyes drooped slightly at the corners, her eye rims red. She looked rather pitiful. He raised an eyebrow but didn't let go. She looked sweet and innocent, but was surprisingly passionate in bed, gazing at him with something close to adoration. At first, he was a little surprised, but gradually, he began to enjoy that look in her eyes. Jian Yin stayed by Zhou Mucheng's side longer than anyone else. Everyone guessed he had fallen for her. Zhou Mucheng only scoffed at the idea. Love? He didn't have anything like that in him. They were just using each other, he thought. Until one night, she looked at him with the deep, loving gaze he liked best and called him by another man's name. . That night, Zhou Mucheng went mad with rage, his expression dark as he demanded an explanation. But Jian Yin only looked at him calmly. The adoration in her eyes had already vanished, as if she had woken from a dream and returned to reality. "What is there to say? The person I love is him." At that moment, Zhou Mucheng felt as if his heart had been cut open, tossed to the ground, and trampled ten thousand times. He knew he should let go, but he was far more deeply entangled than he had imagined. Before he knew it, he had become the kind of pathetic person he had once despised most. When she cried her heart out for him late at night, he pulled her into his arms and whispered, "Pretend I'm him. You can do whatever you want to me." He felt the person in his arms tremble, seemingly startled by what he had said. But he only held her tighter and said hoarsely, "Tell me, what should I do?" What should he do to become more like the person she loved? Please add my upcoming novel of the same type, Winning Her From Him, to your collection~ Wu Ying pursued Xu Chengyuan for two years. She only ever had eyes for him, but he never once looked back at her. One rainy night, Wu Ying braved the downpour to bring medicine to the place where Xu Chengyuan was entertaining clients. She waited in the rain for an hour before hearing from someone else that he had already left. This wasn't the first time something like this had happened, but she still felt an indescribable sense of loss. She crouched beneath the eaves, soaked through on one side, hugging her knees as she waited for the rain to pass. Who knows how long passed before a pair of shiny black leather shoes appeared in front of her. Her gaze traveled slowly up the trouser legs, and she saw a tall, handsome man holding a black umbrella and looking down at her. He smiled slightly. "...Wu Ying, right? Why are you here alone?" . Everyone in their circle knew that the Xu family had sponsored a girl several years ago, and that she had been chasing Xu Chengyuan relentlessly for a decade, like a little shadow following him everywhere. Liang Wenhe had heard about it, too, but only found it amusing. Until one day, after an evening entertaining clients, he saw a small figure crouching beneath the eaves in the rain, as pitiful as a little bird with soaked feathers. He guessed who she was at first sight. When he saw her slowly raise her head, her round eyes drooping slightly at the corners, her eye rims red as she looked at him miserably, he smiled. He thought: If nobody wants her, then I'll take her. . Liang Wenhe watched Xu Chengyuan glare at him as if he were facing a formidable enemy, warning him to stay away from Wu Ying. He couldn't suppress the delight in his eyes. Perhaps Xu Chengyuan didn't even know how much he cared about Wu Ying. On the surface, Wu Ying was the one relentlessly pursuing him, but in reality, they were probably in love with each other. Sooner or later, they'd end up together. But what did that matter? Call it stealing someone else's love, taking advantage of an opening, or being the other man. With Liang Wenhe around, they wouldn't be together. He wouldn't let them be together. Blurb captured 24.07.10 Theme: Selfless love