Narcissistic Boyfriend Raising App

Feng Zhao: A controlling, possessive top who seems gentle but is actually obsessive x Dong Buyin: A prickly bottom who seems hot-tempered but is actually sensitive

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Dong Buyin received an app called "Custom Boyfriend" just after escaping from a loan shark.

A pop-up appeared on the screen: Fill in your ideal type and win a million in prize money.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, casually checked "mature and calm," "thoughtful and devoted," and "filthy rich," then deleted the app and uninstalled it in one go. He promptly forgot all about it.

Three days later, a long-legged man with a slim waist knocked on the door of his shabby apartment. "Mr. Dong, according to our agreement, I'm your partner for the next six months. Feng Zhao."

Dong Buyin stared blankly and reached for his phone to call the police.

Scams were immersive now?

"Don't rush." The man caught his wrist. "Meet your six-month KPIs, and you get the prize money. I'll delete my account."

"..." Dong Buyin stared at the string of digits on the screen, longer than his life expectancy, and swallowed his pride. "Deal."

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His mother died, his father gambled, and the oppressive environment he grew up in made Feng Zhao obsessive and gloomy.

He studied anatomical charts at thirteen, taught himself dissection at fifteen, and had a single hobby: collecting bones. Everyone considered him a future criminal mastermind.

The night before his college entrance exam, an out-of-control truck came hurtling toward him and shattered his dream of becoming a doctor.

His left hand was crushed, and the person behind it vanished without a trace.

Feng Zhao woke up after the college entrance exam.

A VR advertisement for "time travel" flashed on the electronic screen outside. He turned to look at the full-length mirror, and a crazy idea came to him.

The expressionless figure in the mirror slowly ran a hand over his own face.

The only person in this world who could love him completely was himself.

On the day the newly announced theory of time travel shook the world, Feng Zhao disappeared from the celebratory banquet.

With his golden finger for transmigrating, he made a name for himself in a new world.

Meanwhile, in the dark depths of Sanli Alley, a boy lay broken, his bones shattered but unbowed.

The door creaked open. His eighteen-year-old self stood there, eyes bloodshot, like a feral cat baring its claws. "Who are you looking for?"

Under the pretense of being a "custom boyfriend," he lifted the roses in his arms.

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"I'm the Stand-In, and I'm Also the White Moonlight"

Jiang Huo: An innocent yet cruel beauty of a tyrant, top x Xiao Jin: A grudge-holding, protective, scheming beauty enthusiast, bottom

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Xiao Jin died from overwork and opened his eyes in ancient times.

The emperor was choosing male consorts, and every eligible man had to participate. But everyone knew the whole charade was just to marry the emperor's beloved, the Lin family's eldest son.

Who could have guessed that the eldest Lin son had heard rumors of the tyrant's fearsome reputation and fled on the eve of the selection?

Because Xiao Jin looked like him, the Lin family seized him, passed him off as their second son, and forced him into the palace.

The emperor's carriage loomed above them, surrounded by beauties of every shape and size, all dressed to the nines and powdered with rouge.

Xiao Jin's hands were bound, he'd been given a gagging drug, and his knees had been kicked out from under him so he was forced to kneel.

A Lin family servant trembled as he kowtowed.

"Your Majesty, please forgive us. The eldest son has suddenly come down with a cold and could not attend. This is the second son of our household. He has long been frail and has lived in a separate estate. We have brought him here to serve Your Majesty."

As soon as the words left his mouth, a sword rang out with a sudden clang.

Blood sprayed through the air, and the servant beside him dropped to the ground. His head rolled to a stop by Xiao Jin's feet.

Xiao Jin: "..."

This emperor's all right. He even helped me get revenge.

He put away the poison hidden under his fingernail and slowly smiled.

He looked up and raised an eyebrow.

Well, well.

The young emperor was ruthless, but he had a gorgeous face.

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Jiang Huo, emperor of Great Qi, ascended the throne young and was decisive and ruthless, a tyrant in every sense of the word.

He didn't love wealth: he emptied the treasury to build dikes. He didn't value his own life: he never fled when assassins came. He had no interest in women: for years after taking the throne, his harem remained empty. Every day, he only held a small portrait, said to depict the white moonlight he could never have.

According to the eunuch who was lucky enough to see it, the person in the portrait looked a little like the Lin family's young master.

Jiang Huo had a secret. Another person had once lived inside his body.

Gentle and powerful, capable of anything, and always obedient to him. He called himself a transmigrator.

He had stayed by Jiang Huo's side, from the time he was a cast-off with nothing to his name until he became the supreme ruler. But on the night of his coronation, he vanished without a sound, leaving behind only a portrait.

For five whole years.

Until the selection, staged as a performance.

He recognized the other man at a glance and killed the servant who had bullied him on the spot.

Then he sent an imperial edict summoning him to the palace, hoping to keep him locked away in a golden cage.

As the bridal candles flickered, Jiang Huo's pupils trembled with excitement. Just as he was about to step forward, the other man pinned him down.

"Eunuch Liang already told me," Xiao Jin said gently with a smile.

"Rest assured, Your Majesty. I'll act exactly like my older brother."

After all, no one could resist a face like this.

Jiang Huo slowly blinked.

The good news: My white moonlight is back.

The bad news: He forgot me and thinks he's someone else's stand-in.

Theme: I am my own savior.