Who Is My Male Lead, Anyway?

[Pretty, earnest girl × handsome men vying for her affection] [A battlefield of love] Qiao Xi thinks that if this world is a melodramatic romance, she must be the heroine. After all, she has the heroine’s trademark resilience, stunning beauty, and disadvantaged family background. But she still needs a hero. A few days ago, a System created by an author fell out of the sky and told her that only by finding the true male lead can she rewrite the future and escape her fate of perishing alongside a group of doomed relationships. The problem is, who exactly is her male lead? The gentle, understanding upperclassman, the aloof and handsome classmate, or the domineering CEO on TV? The System says it doesn’t know, because it has amnesia. …What kind of third-rate author is this?! System: Don’t get worked up! I may have forgotten who the male lead is, but I remember my writing instincts! Let me think… Someone from a warm, loving family is definitely out. Someone unattractive is definitely out… Qiao Xi: So who exactly is my male lead? System: Well… Is there someone who suffered terribly at home as a child, was left with psychological scars, and was accidentally saved by you…? Fine. I’ll look for someone who fits that description. And then… Qiao Xi: Wrong again! Where did you get those writing instincts? Do you never outline anything?! Great, I’ve gone and provoked the wrong person. I’m doomed! The System’s trembling voice held a hint of excitement: I knew it! There’s no way I’d miss a trope with this much sexual tension, faking your death! Hurry up and fake your death!