I Hit on the Wrong Fiancé and Now He Won't Let Go

My Neighbor’s "How to Enjoy the Gossip at the Crematorium Assistant’s Job" is currently updating [Preorder: "Calling Out Fake Claims as a Wealthy Family’s Stepmom"] Blurb: Qiao Guiyu was the aloof beauty in everyone’s eyes, cool and easygoing. Even when his family arranged a marriage for him and chose a fiancé, he remained completely unmoved. One day, after watching his mentor and his partner act like a pair of lovebirds, Qiao Guiyu suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He decided to work on building a bond with the person he was about to spend the rest of his life with. Taking advantage of the alcohol in his system, Qiao Guiyu knocked on his fiancé’s dorm room door and pulled him into a long, passionate kiss. Afterward, Qiao Guiyu savored the memory, still wanting more. His “fiancé” was perfect in every way: narrow waist, long legs, and great technique. There was just one problem: this fiancé wasn’t actually his fiancé... * Everyone at B University knew Dai Zeming was not to be approached. He was practically a cold-blooded killer, and a hopelessly straight one at that. Later, at an awards ceremony, someone asked, “Senior, do you have a partner?” Everyone below the stage drew a sharp breath on behalf of this freshman who didn’t know his place, silently mourning him. But then the legendary cold-blooded killer merely turned his head, fixing his gaze on one person. With a helpless smile, he said, “Not yet. I’m waiting for him to take responsibility for me.” * Dai Zeming, B University’s campus heartthrob, was known by everyone to be straight. When faced with countless admirers, he had just one thing to say: “Don’t fall for me. It won’t end well.” Among all the rumors, the one about Qiao Guiyu, a freshman, was by far the most widespread. Dai Zeming had plenty to say about it. “That’s my best friend. You people are disgusting.” Ignoring the rumors, Dai Zeming treated Qiao Guiyu better and better. He brought him water and medicine, and beat the crap out of idiots for him. But gradually, he realized he was developing filthy thoughts about his best friend. Looking at Qiao Guiyu’s rosy lips, he wanted to kiss them... Looking at Qiao Guiyu’s rounded earlobes, he wanted to bite them... Looking at Qiao Guiyu’s slender waist, he wanted to... Dai Zeming thought something was wrong with him, so he ran away like a coward. But when he finally figured things out and came back, he discovered that his wife was gone... [Reading Guide] 1. A short, sweet story 2. They reunite right from the start, followed by a groveling chase to win back his wife Preorder: "Calling Out Fake Claims as a Wealthy Family’s Stepmom" Shen Lening, a foul-tempered C-list celebrity who had been blacklisted, died, then came back to life. He became a brand-new little widower in a story about a wealthy family’s stepmother. A husband who had just died, a company without a leader, an underachieving son going through a rebellious phase, a brother with treacherous ambitions, a vicious mother-in-law, and me, on the verge of disaster. Okay, fine. A hellish start from the start. But Shen Lening, with the script in hand, wasn’t the least bit flustered. He just sneered. When his stepmother tearfully reminisced about their beautiful love story, Shen Lening: “Fake. She was the other woman.” When his dead husband’s good-for-nothing brother confessed his love, Shen Lening: “Fake. He just wants to steal my inheritance.” When a former lover put on an act of sincerity, Shen Lening: “Fake. He wants something for nothing.” * His flirtatious, fickle stepbrother cornered Shen Lening in the stairwell and said tenderly, “Lening, you’re so beautiful.” Shen Lening smiled sweetly, took aim, and kicked him hard in the groin. “You’re even more beautiful when you’re clutching your balls.” His sinister, ruthless stepbrother clasped Shen Lening’s wrist and smiled tenderly. “Lening, I want to spend my whole life by your side.” Shen Lening grabbed his hand and twisted. The crack of breaking bones rang out clear and crisp. “Funny, all I want is to spend my life with boneless chicken feet. I’ve helped make your wish come true. No need to thank me.” His stepson, who was deeply attached to his mother, gazed at him fondly. “Lening, ” Shen Lening slapped him without mercy. “What do you mean, ‘Lening’? Address me as Father, my dear son.” Shen Lening tore men to shreds and kicked wolves to the curb, unstoppable wherever he went. After transmigrating into a book, his biggest problem was His son’s young homeroom teacher was kind of cute. He wanted to kiss him. * Shen Lening was a man of action, with an incredible capacity for getting things done. He dared to think it, dared to do it, and wasted no time making the teacher his. Afterward, Shen Lening felt both guilty and happy. He delivered the classic scumbag line: “My husband just died, so I can’t give you a title yet. But don’t worry, I love you.” The young teacher nodded, teary-eyed, hugging the blanket as he sniffled. From then on, Shen Lening happily settled into keeping a lover on the side. His lover was gentle, considerate, and understanding, everything he could want. He was so in love with him. His son, who had been yelled at: Gentle? His brother, who had been conned: Considerate? His former lover, who had been beaten up: Kind? Shen Lening, deep in the throes of romance and refusing to see anything, asked, “Isn’t he?” Everyone: ...As long as you’re happy. * Thanks to Shen Lening’s efforts, his son and lover got along cordially. They were a picture of fatherly love and filial piety, and everything was perfect. Except... why was this little lover starting to look more and more like his dead husband? Things were getting increasingly strange. Shen Lening sensed something was off and prepared to pack up and run. That night, his little lover dropped his disguise and pinned Shen Lening beneath him, his voice sultry. “Lening, can I have a title now?” Shen Lening’s heart turned to ash. He threw his head back and let out a mournful cry. So he was an old fox in disguise! He’d been fooled! Divorce!!! Theme: As long as you’re happy