I Told You to Be a Simp, Not a Mad Dog

Qin Jin had lived twenty-two years balancing a work-study life, from hauling at construction sites to being a night-shift convenience store clerk, from being a food delivery rider to becoming a hotel waiter, his whole motto being just to survive and scrape by. But one day, after scrimping and saving, he bought an LV bag and delivered it to his goddess. The goddess said she was getting married, and the groom was not him. To be a dutiful simp, he had even forced himself to read the novel his goddess loved 520 times. If conditions allowed, he would have read it 1,314 times!!! But before he could finish, the goddess was getting married… “Qin’er, if you’ve got guts, don’t go to tomorrow’s engagement banquet.” My best bro told me not to go. But what kind of man is Qin Jin exactly? Someone with a bright future that is! Not only am I going, I’ll spend 1,200 yuan to rent a suit. Not only will I rent a suit, I will also give a red envelope, and it will be 19,200 yuan! While the world laughs at me for being a simp; I laugh at them for not seeing through it! —— Finally, even Heaven couldn’t stand it anymore and sent a dog to bite him to death… —— The romance novel his goddess loved, how come it’s about two guys?? After finishing a day of cement work, covered in dirt, Qin Jin sat on the muddy floor and flipped through the book. The novel’s plot was a wild rollercoaster of ups and downs, rise after rise and fall after fall. Qin Jin forced himself through it once, and was somewhat dumbfounded, questioning life. — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: I Told You to Be a Simp, Not a Mad Dog — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠