(I’m not very good at writing this one, so it’s on hold for now.)
Zhan Qiu woke up one day to find himself transmigrated into a strange world.
A luxurious villa with a vast garden, extravagantly decorated rooms, and long, jet-black hair that did not belong on his head.
System: “I’m very sorry. Due to an operational error, you transmigrated into the role of the cannon-fodder heiress in this book.”
“But it’s fine. I’ll make use of every available permission to ensure you can leave this world successfully.”
Zhan Qiu understood. He curled the corners of his mouth into an extremely forced smile.
After a mere day in the role of the cannon-fodder heiress, he had endured mockery, been slandered (figuratively), and been summoned for a threatening talk. Before he could even speak to the System, he was shoved into a car and taken to some unknown destination.
Zhan Qiu was in despair. “System, are they going to dump my body somewhere?”
The System hurried to explain: “No... no, they’re not. The next part of the plot is that you’re being sent to the young master of the Xuan family, the one you’re about to be engaged to.”
Zhan Qiu: “Oh. The mad villain in the book.”
“...I’d rather they dumped my body somewhere.”
System: “N-no need to panic. We have enough points now to activate the foresight skill. Just follow my prompts from here on out...”
System: “Host, pitch your voice higher. The villain won’t be able to tell your gender.”
“Host, the villain’s interest in you is increasing. You can raise his affection level while you’re at it.”
“Host, the villain suddenly started... smelling... your clothes in the room...”
[Warning! Prediction skill has failed]
Zhan Qiu: ?!??
When Zhan Qiu was pinned against the wall: “System, get out here! Xuan Yu, wh-why is he touching my leg?? And he’s moving toward the middle?!?”
Zhan Qiu broke down internally: My secret identity is going to be exposed! Aaaaah! If he finds out his wife is a man, will he punish me right here and now??!!!
The System, pretending to be dead.
Zhan Qiu: I’m homophobic, aaaaaah! Don’t touch me!!!
The homophobia is fake, but System, when I catch you, you’re really dead., Zhan Qiu’s furious warning.
*
With an amused look, Xuan Yu ran one teasing hand downward, his eyes narrowing slightly as he studied the rich expressions on ‘Zhan Qiuhan’s’ face. His gaze involuntarily settled on Zhan Qiu’s rosy lips.
His hand slid between Zhan Qiu’s legs. The exquisite face before him was tense, and his body trembled slightly.
Theme: Be kindhearted and face things bravely
