Lu Yan transmigrated into a book, becoming a rich villainous heir with the same name: rich and influential, but stupid and rotten. In the original story, the male lead drove him into bankruptcy, broke his legs, and got him sent to a psychiatric hospital.
He dropped to his knees on the spot. “Starting today, I’m the love-life bodyguard for the male and female leads!”
To save his own skin, he went out of his way to avoid the female lead and spent money to set the leads up. But the original male lead, Gu Yanchen, read far too much into it, deciding Lu Yan was secretly in love with the female lead but too proud to admit it. He was so moved he teared up. “Bro, I’ll help you win her over!” Instead, he became Lu Yan’s wingman and helped him pursue a bunch of other girls.
The foodie heiress Lin Weiwei was fed until she became a “walking snack cupboard.” The icy, glamorous older sister type Chu Qingqing waved expense forms at him and demanded, “You used to flirt with me, and now you’re pretending to be serious?” The lovesick top student Jiang Meng chased him around, shouting, “Brother Yan, teach me how to spend money!” Lu Yan dodged them all, wailing, “I just want to stay alive. How did I become a playboy?!”
Even more ridiculously, his matchmaking made the male and female leads’ dating show a huge hit, and all the trending topics were shipping him with the female lead. Su Wanwan brought him stomach medicine, so he hid until his stomach cramped. The System warned him: Villain survival rate -20%.
Then Shen Zhiyi, Gu Yanchen’s poker-faced legal counsel and childhood friend, whom Lu Yan had called “Brother Zhiyi” eight hundred times, threw down forty-seven love letters that had been mistaken for “risk notification letters” and quit, making a run for it. Gu Yanchen chased her to the airport. “Who’s going to look after me if you leave?” Shen Zhiyi replied, “Your wife. Oh, wait, you haven’t won me over yet.”
Only then did Lu Yan realize: he had been trying to set up the male and female leads, but the male lead ended up marrying the childhood friend he had never once tried to matchmake.
At the wedding, Su Wanwan raised her glass. “A toast to Lu Yan, professional matchmaker. A zero percent success rate, yet somehow everything worked out.” Lin Weiwei added