"What are you crying about?"
In the dim presidential suite, the scents of a man and a woman intertwined.
"Mm... brother, I can't..."
Lin Yingyue couldn't take it anymore. Her delicate body trembled slightly as she crawled toward the corner.
She had only retreated half a meter when her ankle was grabbed, and she was forcefully pulled back by a sturdy arm.
The girl's seaweed-like long hair spread across the pillow, the back of her head held in place by long fingers, forcing her to part her lips.
Her pink lips were kissed until they glistened with moisture.
A scorching large hand caressed her trembling body, gripping her waist even tighter.
Forceful and domineering.
Feeling the man's aggressive invasion driven by the potent drug, Lin Yingyue gave up struggling.
She never expected that the usually aloof and noble crown prince of the prestigious family would...
Would tie her up with his belt and then do bad things!
Could it be that her hand had trembled while drugging him, accidentally spilling too much?
...
She didn't know how long had passed.
Gradually, her mind became a complete mess.
Her fingers had no strength left, unable to lift.
She was a financially disadvantaged student at Linhai City G University, living with the top-tier chaebol Song family due to a debt of gratitude from her ancestors.
She called the Song family's crown prince "brother."
Her father had gambled away two million and wanted to sell her to a creditor to pay off the debt.
Pfft! That creditor was already sixty, so frail that a gust of wind could give him a stroke and make him drool. How could he be worthy of a young and beautiful girl like her?
To escape her original family, she was coerced by her father into clinging to the crown prince—Song Zeqian.
Although he was a bit perverted in bed, he was rich and handsome, so she wasn't losing out.
Her father had promised that as long as she latched onto him, he wouldn't sell her off.
And she wouldn't have to live that life of constant fear and beatings anymore.
As if sensing her distraction, Song Zeqian grabbed her shoulders...
Tears welled up at the corners of Lin Yingyue's eyes, and her mind went blank.
Her delicate face, like a doll's, had long, curly eyelashes adorned with teardrops.
Although the light was dim and he couldn't see her face clearly, Song Zeqian could feel the tenderness and softness of the person in his arms.
His dark eyes glowed with a sickly red, and he went wild... almost obsessed.
Lin Yingyue's bright red little mouth was bitten again.
Before long, the room was once again filled with the girl's sobbing voice.
She had completely lost count of how many times.
Moonlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling window, casting a cold, soft glow over the messy bed.
Finally, everything came to a stop.
Lin Yingyue lay limply between the bedding and the man's sweat-drenched chest.
She turned her head and, for the first time at such close range, carefully examined Song Zeqian's sleeping face.
Long lashes cast shadows, thin lips pressed together, the ferocity of passion faded, leaving a breathtaking handsomeness.
Broad shoulders, narrow waist, distinct muscle lines, a sexy V-line that made one's blood race.
He was really good-looking.
Lin Yingyue secretly rejoiced. Tsk tsk tsk, this girl really hit the jackpot.
Hehe, it seemed she had truly escaped from that dirty, rundown home.
Now lying beside her was the Song family crown prince of Linhai City, who could command the winds and rains—handsome, wealthy, and immensely powerful.
And he had a good reputation outside, with his charitable work thriving.
Usually, his attitude toward her was ambiguous, which was why she had the nerve to drug Song Zeqian.
He must be a responsible, good person.
Suddenly, a change occurred.
Lightning flashed across the sky.
A large segment of virtual images glowed, and memories of a past life unfolded in her mind.
Lin Yingyue then remembered that she wasn't from this world at all—she had transmigrated into a Po novel, and as a unlucky cannon fodder female supporting character!
Song Zeqian was the male lead.
In the book, Lin Yingyue schemed to crawl into his bed, relying on her looks to think she could control the male lead.
Lin Yingyue would act as Song Zeqian's girlfriend, smug and basking in glory.
At first, Song Zeqian was indeed good to her.
But good times didn't last. The female lead appeared.
With her innocent and kind personality, she made all the noble sons of Linhai City willingly become her lapdogs.
And Lin Yingyue became the vicious cannon fodder driving the plot, with an extremely controlling nature.
She spent all day worrying about the male lead cheating, paranoid and suspicious.
Lin Yingyue told the male lead that modern men should abide by the three obediences and four virtues for men, wear an Adam's apple cover, and not expose their arms or legs to seduce others.
Only a man who called his girlfriend eight hundred times a day to report in, and even in summer wrapped himself up like an Arab, was a good man.
So after being with her, the male lead had to wear long sleeves and long pants even in nearly 40-degree weather, and also had to wear sunglasses and a mask on his face.
She also replaced all the male lead's servants with men, deleted and blocked all the women in his WeChat, not even sparing the male lead's grandmother and mother.
In the end, instead of enjoying the good life of a wealthy wife, she became obsessed with framing the impoverished female lead time and time again.
She even went so far as to poison the Song family grandmother and frame the female lead, but the female lead knew a little medicine and saved the grandmother, which instead brought the male and female leads together.
Song Zeqian grew tired of Lin Yingyue and used her as a tool to make the female lead jealous.
Dissatisfied with everything being taken from her by the female lead, Lin Yingyue sent people to kidnap the female lead.
Everyone pitied the female lead even more and hated Lin Yingyue.
The noble sons of Linhai City were displeased, and one by one they subjected the female lead to passionate forced love.
They arranged various accidents for Lin Yingyue, such as car crashes, falls from buildings, drowning, miscarriages...
And the male lead rescued the female lead, and the two officially confirmed their relationship.
When Lin Yingyue was about to be imprisoned and begged Song Zeqian for help, he had long since grown disgusted with her.
The image froze on her miserable appearance just after being released from prison, curled up in muddy water, her bare feet covered in countless bloody wounds.
Lin Yingyue felt all the blood in her body freeze.
The joy that had rushed to her head was instantly crushed by overwhelming fear.
This couldn't be, absolutely impossible!
It must be a hallucination from being too tired and chaotic tonight!
She desperately tried to deny it, but those images were too real.
Lin Yingyue had to admit it.
Oh my god, she was screwed!
So she hadn't changed her fate—she had jumped into a fire pit already marked with a tragic ending!
The tenderness from before was completely gone.
Save me, save me, save me, save me, save me.
No wonder he was so perverted, even able to lift her up and rock her—turns out he was a Po novel male lead?
Lin Yingyue wished she could slap herself from last night for drugging him.
Why seduce anyone else, of all people the male lead!
Swallowing her saliva, Lin Yingyue felt she was done for.
In all the novels she had read, anyone who dared to fight the female lead for a man never had a good ending! She didn't want to be targeted by the female lead's lapdogs!
She'd better just lift her skirt and run.
She immediately and carefully got up from the man's arms, bending down to pick up the clothes scattered on the floor.
When the drug had taken effect last night, her sexy spaghetti strap dress had been torn from the neckline by Song Zeqian and thrown on the floor like trash.
Looking at it, she could tell how intense last night's battle had been.
The past was unbearable to recall.
She was a little sad. This dress was bought with the food money she had saved from working part-time for several months.
All for nothing.
But compared to these external things, of course her own precious life was the most important.
Without time to think further, she wrapped her body, covered in marks, with a coat and hurriedly escaped.
As soon as she ran to the back door of the villa, the phone in her pocket rang incessantly.
It was a call from the butler of the Song residence.
"Miss Lin, please come immediately.
The young master has ordered that all the women who were in the old residence last night must gather in the main hall within half an hour."
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