Can't a Socially Anxious Person Win Over a Sweet-on-the-Outside, Dark-on-the-Inside Love Interest?

Jiang Ling transmigrated into a book. She didn't become the noble heroine or the foolish, wicked second female lead. Instead, she became an obscure girl whose job in the original story was to tend the fire.

Jiang Ling was quite satisfied.

Being obscure meant no one would notice her! Yes! That was simply perfect for someone with social anxiety!

But fate wouldn't let Jiang Ling lie flat in peace. Before long, she was forced to bind herself to a Villain System.

The System told her, “You have to win over the male lead from the original story, Cen Jiyue, who is as pure and radiant as the moon and is known as a little Bodhisattva. Once you succeed, crush him mercilessly, make him hate you because he loves you, and send him into a full-on villainous breakdown. Heh heh heh.”

Jiang Ling stared blankly and pointed at herself. “Huh? Me?”

The System dangled rewards and threats before her. “That's right, you. Succeed, and you'll get a hundred million. Fail, and you'll have to say at least a hundred words to people every day.”

Jiang Ling: That's brutal!

With no choice but to take the plunge, Jiang Ling gritted her teeth and tried to win over Cen Jiyue. But the only method she could think of was to keep giving him things.

Pastries, magical pills and medicine, treasures, even grasshoppers she'd folded herself.

But Jiang Ling was so socially anxious that she never dared confess to Cen Jiyue, and her progress bar stayed stuck at 99%.

To get that last 1%, Jiang Ling went to Cen Jiyue's residence late at night to confess. But it was so dark that she got the wrong person in her confusion.

As she turned to leave, she happened to run into Cen Jiyue. He held a bloodstained sword, and droplets of blood speckled his Guanyin-like face, beautiful and eerie.

His icy hand cupped Jiang Ling's face as he murmured, “A Ling, you like me, don't you? You only like me, right?”

Looking at the poor soul pierced through the heart by a sword at her feet, and the exquisite bell fastened around her ankle, Jiang Ling was overwhelmed by both joy and despair.

The good news was that she had succeeded, and the male lead had become a villain.

The bad news was that the male lead had been a wolf in sheep's clothing all along, and she probably wouldn't get away.

Socially anxious little angel × unhinged wolf in sheep's clothing

Theme: People must learn to face themselves honestly