She Doesn't Want to Become the Villainess

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Cold, aloof, and slow to catch on beauty X refined, composed, self-deluded hopeless romantic

As Cen Yu listened to the System in her mind, she fell into deep thought. So the inexplicable love she felt for the male lead was all because of the plot.

She was the vicious supporting female character in an angsty novel, constantly doing stupid things only to be humiliated by the leads. Her engagement to the male lead would be the story's climactic moment of torment for the heroine. In the end, the male lead would scheme against her, leaving her family ruined and her with no way out but to jump to her death.

Fortunately, there was still time to change things. The System told her that completing her mission would let her escape the plot.

Just as she was fretting over how to avoid the engagement, the key plot point that would destroy her family, a perfect partner practically landed in her lap.

He was a handsome, refined man, and the male lead's older brother. Unfortunately, he would later die in an accident, leaving all his property to the male lead, the son born outside of marriage.

Xie Yun mentioned what she had been doing lately, then tactfully left it at that. Cen Yu narrowed her eyes. Both were clever people, and they immediately hit it off.

A contractual fake marriage.

But... Mr. Xie, aren't you taking your role a little too seriously?

Xie Yun:

The first time we met, she actually looked at me with pity?

The second time, watching her show off her affection with someone else made my eyes hurt.

The third time... Getting married doesn't sound so bad.

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Sweet, gentle fake heiress X restrained, devoted real heir SC

While Luo Xi curled up on her bed with her laptop, planning a trip, she heard her parents crying downstairs.

She went down and saw the boy who had topped his grade for three years running standing in her living room. His shirt had been washed so many times it had faded, but it could not hide his refined bearing. He gave her a cool, indifferent glance.

There was none of the resentment she had imagined.

Her mother said to her in a trembling voice, "We've talked it over. You can stay."

It turned out she was the magpie that had stolen another bird's nest, taking someone else's life, the one that should have gone smoothly.

Luo Xi stumbled through the process of learning how to get along with him, but he always kept her at arm's length.

"Apply to Jiang University."

He wouldn't let her get close to him, yet on the night before she submitted her college applications, he knocked on her door. The corridor sconce cast a shadow over his brow. His voice was cold, but left no room for argument.

Luo Xi murmured her assent, suppressing the tremor in her heart as she closed the door.

Their relationship remained neither close nor distant.

Until the family who had arranged her childhood engagement came to ask for a formal betrothal. He went into his parents' study alone. His voice was as cold as ever. "She's not your biological daughter. Call off the engagement and move her out of the family household registration."

She heard every word from outside the door.

Ming Huai had known Luo Xi for a long time. She was talented, beautiful, and the shining jewel in everyone's eyes, a goddess he had never dared... to profane.

Then fate played a joke on him: the life she had lived should have been his.

In his daze, he heard the devil's voice: She's not a goddess anymore. You can...

His father was a violent gambling addict, and his mother was weak. When he was ten, he had already schemed to make her leave. Growing up in a gambler's household, he knew he wasn't a good person, so

Ming Huai caught the girl as she stumbled toward him after drinking. He calmly looked at the face that had never known a shadow, his voice soft yet tinged with something restrained and almost deranged.

"The life that was switched at birth was mine. I should hate you." He suddenly gripped her small, delicate chin, emotions roiling in his eyes. "As punishment... you're mine now."

One rainy night years later, their parents watched television downstairs while he cornered her on the landing and kissed her. "What does moving you out of the family household registration matter?"

His palm stroked the nape of her warm neck as he kept drawing her into another embrace. His breath brushed her trembling lashes. "You enjoyed eighteen years of fine clothes and good food that belonged to me. Putting my surname in the spouse field on your forms is hardly too much to ask."

Story Two

Gloomy, timid, clingy girl X unruly young master

Bai Zhiyu had a secret: she liked Gu Xuchuan, the seemingly rebellious guy from the department next door. But she was sure he'd punch her if she confessed, so she decided

to buy a virtual phone number on Taobao and send him texts telling him how she felt.

1069xxxxx: Gu Xuchuan, you look so handsome playing basketball, especially when your sweat runs along your jawline and disappears into your sleeveless shirt.

Before long, she saw the man wiping his sweat from a distance, his ears bright red. She knew it was from anger.

1069xxxxx: You barely ate today. Is your appetite off?

1069xxxxx: Your car looked so cool today, but I don't like the way other people look at you.

She sent messages like this all semester, delighted with herself. Then one day, while jogging around campus with her roommate, she felt a crisp, clean scent drift past her. She gazed at the person who had brushed by her and, in a moment of madness, sent her boldest text yet

1069xxxxx: Can I have the clothes you're wearing today?

As usual, she was only running her mouth.

But the next day, a clean blue sleeveless shirt appeared on Gu Xuchuan's usual seat in the basketball gym.

"???"

Born with a silver spoon in his mouth, Gu Xuchuan had never had to put up with anything. His life had been smooth sailing for twenty years, until last semester

His phone inexplicably started getting a flood of harassing texts. He cursed back, but the number was virtual, so the sender couldn't see his replies.

His anger kept building.

A few of his childhood friends laughed so hard they could barely stand. He snarled that he had to find out who was behind it.

After two months of investigation, he narrowed it down by the times the texts had been sent

He walked up to the girl with pale skin and a sweet, well-behaved look. Her almond-shaped eyes were watery and timid as she looked at him.

He cursed under his breath. "Damn."

How could someone who looked like this be the kind of perverted stalker who leered at him...

He began secretly watching her, gradually luring her in, but she was far too timid.

He couldn't wait any longer...

[Bonus Scene]

By the floor-to-ceiling windows, Gu Xuchuan sat her on his lap, rubbing one hand over her soft, pale earlobe. "Little Fish, read out the message you sent me on May 20."

Bai Zhiyu's lashes trembled. "I... I didn't send one that day."

"Lying gets you punished." His warm breath brushed her flushed earlobe. The man suddenly released her and picked up his phone. "Want me to read it out for you?"

Frightened, she wrapped both arms around his neck. Blushing, she whispered a few words into his ear, only for her voice to be swallowed by the kiss that suddenly descended on her...

Story Three

Sweet, self-assured little white flower X gentle, black-hearted big shot X unruly young heir

1.

Tao Ran was a beauty addict, and she only liked the gentle, refined type. Her agent had coaxed her into attending a drinking party, and when she spotted an old man with a bald crown and a big belly, she couldn't help but speak her mind. "If I were going to find someone, I'd find a man like Song Ci!"

Wan Sheng happened to overhear her. No one dared offend him, the young heir, except Song Ci, who was two years older than him. Song Ci's falsely aloof manner was what he loathed most. He shot him a cold look, only to catch sight of the girl's lively expression.

"What's so great about Song Ci? He's just pretending to be aloof."

"Why not go with me?"

"No. You're not my type."

"But..."

Tao Ran took in the man's looks and physique. He wasn't bad, at least good enough to fend off the covetous stares of those bald old men.

2.

Mr. Song was the youngest and most distinguished head of a top-tier wealthy family. He was gentle and proper, yet distant and indifferent, and even the daughters of other elite families couldn't get close to him.

Someone jokingly brought it up at a dinner party. The man at the head of the table merely lowered his eyes and said leisurely, "That sounds like a child's joke."

Later, at a charity gala, Tao Ran lifted the dark green hem of her dress and slipped into the restroom, where she ran into the man adjusting his cuff links in front of the mirror. His peach-blossom eyes shimmered behind his gold-rimmed glasses. "I heard Miss Tao wants me to be her sugar daddy?"

Dazzled by his looks, Tao Ran rose onto her toes as if in a trance and tugged at his tie. "Then would you like to go with me?"

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