How Could You Make a Troublemaker Play the White Moonlight?

[White Lotus Who Loves Watching the Drama] [Calmly Pulls Off Big Things] [Malicious Pretty Boy Top] x [Stoic, Deep, Tall, Gloomy Illegitimate Son Bottom] / [Cold, Irritable, Bad-Tempered Heir Villain Bottom]

The moon, hanging high above the clouds, unexpectedly stooped to rush toward the mire. And so the mire began to fall for the moon, but the tale of redemption ended there.

"You're wrong, Xie Liansui." Si Chijiu chuckled, letting the System alarms blare inside his skull. His breath was warm, but his words were laced with poison. "I helped you again and again, but it was all for Xie Yichen..."

Some time later, one day...

Just as dusk seeped through the corridor, a shadowy figure roughly pulled Si Chijiu into his arms, gripping his wrist bone in a vise. "You said you liked him because he was the heir..."

His thumb ground hard against the pulsing vein on Si Chijiu's neck. Dark flames like molten lava churned in his pitch-black eyes.

"Well, now the Xie family is mine."

"You like me, don't you?"

P.S. A self-indulgent story, amateur writing, with a serious protagonist bias. Readers with strong character preferences, beware.

Theme: Always be happy, always be joyful