The Sickly, Hated-by-All Guy Has Given Up

A universally disliked, sickly beauty as the bottom x an obsessive big shot with an overpowering possessive streak as the top Xie Zhici awakened to the truth at the moment he jumped into the water to save someone. He realized he was nothing but a universally hated cannon-fodder character in a melodramatic novel. The whole Xie family despised him as a sickly invalid. His trashy father criticized him for having no manners, while his wicked stepmother sneered that he was malicious. Even when he went to film a variety show, he was cast as a contrast to Xie Xingyao, the protagonist bottom, branded a villain, and flamed mercilessly by online commenters. The mystery of why he'd been unwanted for nineteen years was finally solved, leaving Xie Zhici speechless. He got up and examined his frail body. He had asthma and heart disease. Even walking a little too far could leave him coughing up blood and unconscious. In short, he didn't have long to live. So Xie Zhici decided to lie flat. No matter how much his deranged parents shouted in his ear, he was committed to doing nothing and playing dead. But then his childhood friend, whom he hadn't seen in eight hundred years, returned to the country. He swiftly packed Xie Zhici up and took him out of the Xie family home, then handed him a marriage contract. Xie Zhici looked at the broad-shouldered, narrow-waisted man with his stern features and slowly formed a question mark above his head. “Handsome stranger, who are you?” Xi Jin calmly took out a ring. His voice was low and hoarse. “Zhici, I've waited for you for a long time.” - Xie Zhici somehow ended up marrying Xi Jin and became the wife of an international CEO. He'd thought their marriage of convenience was just for show. After the wedding, he and Xi Jin would have nothing to do with each other, and he could simply wait to die in peace. Until, on their wedding night, Xi Jin lifted him into his arms and carried him straight to the master bedroom, tossing him onto the bed. Xie Zhici: ? Wait, something seemed off. The next day, Xie Zhici's voice was hoarse from crying, and his legs were so sore he could barely stand. Coughing and panting, he angrily cursed Xi Jin, his eyes rimmed with pale red. “Are you a dog?” “How many times did I tell you to stop? Did you not hear me once?!! I want a divorce!” Xi Jin's thumb brushed across the corner of Xie Zhici's eye, smearing the flush there. He looked utterly content and said mildly, “I didn't hear you.” Then he pulled Xie Zhici into his arms, his broad palm resting against the young man's slender waist. His voice was low and husky. “Zhici, don't be angry, okay? Otherwise, you'll have to take your medicine again. And if you dare mention divorce again, I promise you'll be crying all night tonight too.” Xie Zhici angrily shut his mouth. - Recently, online commenters had begun to realize that Xie Zhici, the man everyone used to hate, wasn't so bad after all. He was even kind of likable. Just as everyone was debating whether to become his fan, a certain paparazzo suddenly posted a video. In it, Xie Zhici's peach-blossom eyes shimmered enticingly. He had one hand gripping a man's collar and wore an imperious expression, yet the man pinned him mercilessly in a corner, gripping his chin as he kissed him. The slender waist beneath the man's palm was dazzlingly white. Xie Zhici's cool, beautiful face was flushed with desire, making the scene intensely sensual. The internet erupted. Instead of attacking Xie Zhici, people pounded their desks, demanding to know who the man was. That evening, the cold-faced man appeared on a livestream, his handsome features full of displeasure and menace. Xi Jin held Xie Zhici in his arms and addressed the viewers. “Zhici is mine. Anyone thinking of stealing my wife can forget about it.” #You are the springtime beauty of my world# Theme: The powerful lower themselves.