The reds have faded, the greens diminished; the autumn wind soughs bleakly.
Morning sunlight spills over the withered leaves on the villa's grounds, adding a silent loneliness to the scene.
A modern-style villa, simple and easy, comfortable and natural, filled with an aura of wealth.
Inside the villa, a man and a woman lean against each other on the sofa, deep in sleep.
It's as if time has stopped, the years at peace.
Suddenly, the man, previously asleep, snaps his closed eyes wide open.
In an instant, a cold light flashes.
Sensing the warmth in his arms, the man reflexively tosses it away.
"Bang!"
The sound of something heavy hitting the floor resonates.
Soon after comes a long, shrill scream: "Ah… ouch, it hurts!"
"..." Xue Feimo froze.
Yesterday's memories came rushing back, and amidst his daze was a flash of surprise.
Luo Tiantian, lying on the floor, flailed around for a while before finally coming to her senses.
As she looked up, she was met by that familiar face.
The man's brows and eyes were deep-set, his features intricately sculpted, flawless as if carved by hand.
He wore a white shirt and tailored suit trousers.
Even with such simple clothes, his innate nobility and chill could not be hidden.
He sat there lazily and casually on the sofa, his gaze complicated as he stared at her.
Luo Tiantian looked down, the corner of her mouth quirking up, but she quickly suppressed her little expression.
Her shoulders trembled, her head gave a little twitch.
Xue Feimo massaged his temples, a headache creeping in. "Kid, are you crying?"
Luo Tiantian snuck a peek up, then meekly dropped her head. "Who—who are you? Why did you bring me here?"
Her voice was thick with grievance and timidity, her eyes brimming with tears.
Hearing this, Xue Feimo corrected, "Kid, I invited you, not took you."
"..." Luo Tiantian choked, nearly dying of cardiac arrest.
Three days ago, she'd gone wingsuit flying at Tianmen Mountain, and died saving Qiaoqiao.
When she opened her eyes, she'd transmigrated into the novel her bestie wrote.
This book had been written by her friend just to mess with her.
In the story, she was a miserable, unlucky side character.
Her childhood friend had plastic surgery to look like her and stole her identity.
Then she was sold off to the black market, tossed around and ended up in an assassin organization.
She finally survived there, but after making it home…
Everything had long since changed.
The parents and brother who once doted on her, all for that imposter, not only refused to believe her—
They even subjected her to endless humiliation and hurt.
And even the guy she liked got engaged to the fake.
Having lost everything, she chose revenge in her despair.
In the end, she lost and was tortured to death by the impostor…
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When Luo Tiantian transmigrated, it happened to be right when the original she (hereafter "the Original") was planning to expose the truth.
Not wanting her life to end in tragedy like in the book, Luo Tiantian decisively chose to seek refuge with the story's big villain—Xue Feimo.
Xue Feimo was the one bug-level boss character in the entire novel.
The description of him in the book was basically: there's nothing he can't do.
He was the biggest obstacle for both the male and female leads.
To get close to Xue Feimo, Luo Tiantian staked out the spot in the plot where Xue Feimo would be attacked, waiting day and night.
She planned to pull a "beauty saves the hero."
Who'd have thought, after so much staking out, she got sleepy and nodded off…
Only to be jolted awake by a body slamming down on her!!!
Still groggy, she'd heard the man say, "May I invite Miss to be my guest."
And then, without waiting for a reply, he just scooped her up…
And went! Back! To sleep!!!
Xue Feimo's driver reacted swiftly, and in almost no time had both of them forcibly loaded onto the car.
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