Chapter One: Awakening on the Male Lead’s Uncle’s Bed!

Lin Xianxian opened her eyes, feeling sore all over. She struggled to sit up, her head pounding, when suddenly a few heated memories flashed through her mind. In that instant, she was wide awake.

Her gaze darted to the man beside her. The eight abs and V-shaped lines she’d glimpsed in those flashes were now tangible—his arm’s contours, the curve of his muscles...

Lin Xianxian’s cheeks flushed, her ears burning.

[God, that physique… No wonder I couldn’t resist last night! Anyway, the original plot was written this way: I, the villainess, tried to drug the male lead, planning to force him into marriage. But the clever heroine saw through it and lured me to another room, where I accidentally ended up with the male lead’s uncle…]

[The next day, the people I arranged burst in, only to catch me and the uncle in a compromising scene. He had no choice but to marry me, and I, the villainess, became the male lead’s aunt. Afterwards, I constantly tried to sabotage the lead couple’s romance, causing chaos in the Shang family…]

[Ahem, I’m just following the script, nothing more. Definitely not deliberately trying to take advantage of Uncle Shang Beiming!]

Shang Yang had just opened his eyes and heard this string of words, leaving him momentarily stunned.

He stared at the woman beside him, her face flushed as she covered it, clearly not speaking aloud. Her lips were closed.

Yet just now, it was unmistakably her voice.

And last night, the only person who slept with him was her. There were only the two of them in this room.

The woman before him had long curls draped over her pale shoulders and neck, her small, clean face tinged with redness as if feverish, using both hands to cool herself...

Shang Yang’s mind flickered.

“Lin Xianxian,” he called.

Lin Xianxian froze, realizing he was awake. Her eyes followed the line from his risen chest downward…

Her ears grew even redder.

[Wow, now the eight abs are even more defined… What was the original Lin Xianxian thinking? With such a specimen right in front of her, how could she prefer Shang Beiming, that underdeveloped, skinny pale guy?!]

“…”

Shang Yang cleared his throat. “Explain.”

Lin Xianxian felt a pang of guilt.

[Explain what? Should I admit I knew he was in this room, that he drank the water I—the villainess—prepared, and I couldn’t resist temptation…]

Just then, Shang Yang heard another voice:

[Host! Remember your character! Now, as the villainess, after sleeping with the wrong man, your first reaction should be to shift blame: accuse the male lead’s uncle of ruining your purity, then run before anyone discovers you slept with the wrong person. Later, use this incident to force the uncle to help you win the male lead…]

Shang Yang saw Lin Xianxian’s body stiffen, then quickly shed her guilty look and turned to him.

“Shang… ahem, Shang Yang, you want me to explain? I want you to explain!”

Lin Xianxian’s eyes reddened.

“You tell me, why am I in your room?! What did you do to me?!”

“You’re too much! I’m Lin Xianxian, barely twenty—a young girl! And you, a man over thirty, could stoop so low! Don’t you know I like your nephew? Boo hoo hoo…”

Shang Yang’s lips twitched as he watched her cry, her tears like pear blossoms in the rain.

If he couldn’t hear her inner thoughts, he might truly have believed she was devastated for accidentally sleeping with him.

But what he heard was:

[Ugh… I’m so melodramatic… Thirty hardly counts as an uncle, right? Shang Yang’s face and body—how does he look like an uncle? Why is Shang Beiming the male lead? The plot wants me to seduce him…]

[If only Shang Yang were the male lead, I’d actually be interested. Shang Beiming, that pretty boy, what’s there to seduce… System, can’t I switch male leads? His uncle is so handsome! Those eight abs are incredible…]

Shang Yang: “…”

For some reason, his ears were heating up as well.

Yet in his mind, another mechanical voice sounded—the so-called “system”:

[Host, please stick to your character and follow the plot, or you’ll be erased!]

Lin Xianxian: “…”

Shang Yang: “…”

Lin Xianxian sighed, then noticed movement outside the room. Her expression changed.

“In any case, you must compensate me! Now, hurry up and hide me—I can’t let anyone find out…”

She hadn’t finished the word “find” when the door burst open with a bang!

Lin Xianxian jumped in fright, instinctively grabbing Shang Yang beside her.

Shang Yang reflexively threw the blanket open, shielding her behind him.

“Well, Shang Beiming, you actually—”

A group of people rushed in, only to be stunned by the scene before them.

At the front, Shang Feifei was so shocked she nearly stammered.

“U-Uncle?! Why is it… you?!”

Everyone else was equally dumbfounded.

Just then, Shang Beiming, who had been presumed to be in the room, suddenly appeared.

“If it wasn’t him, who else? Me?”

Shang Beiming’s eyes were icy as he looked at Lin Xianxian on the bed.

He could never have imagined that Lin Xianxian would dare to target him at his own family banquet!

Last night, if Qin Xinxia hadn’t switched his drink and then suddenly dragged him out of this room, he would have been the one lying in bed with Lin Xianxian now!

Shang Beiming looked at Shang Feifei, who had led everyone in, feeling even more irritated.

He knew his sister was Lin Xianxian’s closest friend, and that Shang Feifei disliked Qin Xinxia, resenting her for stealing the attention of the campus heartthrob she liked…

She didn’t want Qin Xinxia as her sister-in-law, only her best friend. But that still wasn’t a good reason for them to plot together against him!

Shang Feifei’s expression stiffened as she exchanged glances with Lin Xianxian behind Shang Yang.

Inside, Lin Xianxian wailed:

[Shang Feifei arrived too quickly—I thought I’d have a chance to talk things over with Shang Yang before running. I know I have to follow the plot, but I didn’t expect to drag Shang Yang into this…]

[Looks like there’s no choice. Uncle of the Shang family, you insisted I explain myself—now you’re stuck as my tool. No escape!]

Lin Xianxian immediately put on a victim’s face, crying:

“I—I don’t know… I don’t know anything. I just drank a glass of juice, felt hot all over, and came up to rest…”

[According to the original plot, I, the villainess, would falsely accuse Shang Yang of orchestrating this, pretending to be the victim. Then the old master of the Shang family, feeling guilty and for the sake of both families, would force Uncle Shang to marry me.]

[No, I can’t drag Shang Yang down any further, or he’ll suffer too much…]

Lin Xianxian abruptly changed her tune:

“I don’t know why I’m here, but I can guarantee that nothing happened between Uncle Shang and me!”

[That’s right, never admit it! Otherwise, I’ll really have to marry Shang Yang and become the male lead’s aunt! Then I’d have to seduce the male lead and sabotage their romance—I can’t do it…]

Shang Feifei looked at Lin Xianxian in shock.

“Tao Tao, just now you were saying—”

Before she could finish, a thunderous shout rang out:

“Everyone out!”

“Shang Yang, you must give me an explanation!”

It was Old Master Shang!

Lin Xianxian sighed inwardly.

[It seems, becoming the male lead’s aunt is inevitable…]

The furious Old Master Shang entered, hearing those words, and looked at Lin Xianxian with puzzlement.