The Spoiled Young Uncle, a Romance-Obsessed Heir's Villainous Uncle

[Now Serializing: Get Any Closer, and I'll Lose Control. The heroine pursues the hero's childhood friend, and he gets insanely jealous. Please add to your favorites!]

[Cool, scheming rich-family second male lead vs. dramatic, laid-back beauty]

Chu Luo awakens to her reality and discovers she's a cannon-fodder side character in a novel. She was supposed to assassinate the villainous big shot Shen Jinbai for the man she loves, but failed, then was sent to prison by the scumbag male lead and died there.

No way. Whoever wants to be a useful pawn can do it themselves.

Wait, she can get ten billion if she follows the plot?

Chu Luo stops in her tracks, turns around, and blinks her big, innocent eyes at the male lead, whom she just slapped. "Um, if I say my hand cramped just now, will you believe me?"

The male lead, who has always believed Chu Luo is deeply in love with him: "...?"

Some time later, Chu Luo has worked hard to get through most of the plot. There's only one last part left.

Warm sunlight streams through the window. The villainous big shot lies with his eyes closed in a wheelchair.

His features are refined and his profile is cold and handsome. One button of his shirt is undone, revealing the seductive curve of his Adam's apple and his elegant collarbones. Cool and abstinent, he's impossibly alluring.

But Chu Luo has warmed the scissors in her hand, and still can't bring herself to do it.

As she anxiously dithers, the man in the wheelchair suddenly opens his eyes.

To outsiders, he's a cold-blooded, ruthless, and sinister man who acts without hesitation. He glances casually at the gleaming scissors in Chu Luo's hand and raises an eyebrow dangerously. "Still not going to stab me?"

"Want me to help?"

Before he can finish, the man yanks her into his arms. A sudden warmth stains her white shirt red, and blood pools across the floor.

Chu Luo is shocked and trembling all over.

But at that moment, the scumbag male lead bursts through the door, intent on sending Chu Luo to prison.

The next moment, the man holding her grabs a coat from nearby and wraps it tightly around both of them, hiding his injury.

He looks down at the male lead, who has always feared him, his unreadable eyes filled with a dark, chilling possessiveness. "Call her Auntie."

"And who said you could come in? Get out."

Once the dazed male lead has left, Chu Luo snaps out of it and tries to bandage the man's wound, but he holds her even tighter.

Then his low, warm, magnetic voice, as bewitching as a spell, sounds in her ear. "All the plot points and tasks are complete. Now, can you be Mrs. Shen properly?"

His voice is terribly hoarse, yet his gaze is impossibly tender.

Chu Luo is stunned. What is going on?

Now serializing: Get Any Closer, and I'll Lose Control

[Calculating, teasing beauty x cool, scheming big shot. A game of love. Please add to your favorites!]

Everyone says Lin Qingwu is madly in love with Jiang Yu.

She brings him breakfast, takes drinks for him, and even brings him medicine when she has a fever herself, though Jiang Yu has one girlfriend after another.

Because of this, people in their social circle make fun of Lin Qingwu for all four years of college.

But she doesn't care, because the person she loves isn't Jiang Yu. It's Jiang Yu's unattainable roommate, Shen Siyan.

The only heir of the Shen family, the Buddhist monk of the capital's elite circle: cool and abstinent, yet cold-hearted and unfeeling, never interested in women, and universally considered unattainable.

The most memorable thing he ever said to her was, "A man like Jiang Yu? He's worth liking?"

Lin Qingwu lowers her head, not daring to look at him.

Then she hears that Jiang Yu is about to marry the eldest daughter of the Xie family. She leaves the capital and disappears from everyone's world without a trace.

Later, Lin Qingwu returns to the city where her unrequited love came to nothing, and spots Shen Siyan in the crowd.

He's even colder than he was two years ago, with an oppressive aura that keeps everyone away.

Lin Qingwu tries to dodge him, but he corners her at the end of a hallway.

The man glances at Jiang Yu in the distance, then looks down at her and speaks softly. "Do you really like him that much?"

Lin Qingwu stiffens.

"He's married now. Being a mistress is immoral. Why not..."

Shen Siyan pauses, his gaze settling on her face, and speaks with unusual seriousness. "Give me a try?"

Lin Qingwu's breath catches.

After they get together, everyone says she's marrying above her station by being with Shen Siyan.

Only Shen Siyan knows that for her, he abandoned every moral principle, made her see all of Jiang Yu's worst qualities, and personally arranged his marriage, all so she might look his way one more time.

Later, Shen Siyan pins Lin Qingwu against the floor-to-ceiling windows of his villa. Outside, Jiang Yu is holding his wife's arms.

Lin Qingwu instinctively turns to look.

The next second, a large hand covers her eyes. The man lowers his head and bites her earlobe, his voice husky. "Don't look at him. Look at me."

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