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Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat!

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Is it easy to be a professional scapegoat? Jiang Lai says: In order to fulfill the love of the male and female protagonists, I have really paid too much. The first world: The substitute for Bai Yueguang, hello financier, since the sister is back, I'll take the money and leave. The second world: The female lead's domineering sister, what? The business tycoon twenty years later is forced to marry me? Sorry sister, I'll give the male lead back to you, I want to be a good student and serve the country. The third world: The fallen princess became my maid, the legitimate husband has long been deeply in love with her and is wholeheartedly devoted? Oh, sorry, I won't be the stepping stone in your love path. Male and female leads, please both get out of my home. …… This scapegoat, she really doesn't want to be anymore. #ScapegoatRiseUp# #AmIActuallyTheRealBaiYueguang?#
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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1: Bai Yueguang's Substitute (Part 1)

"Why is it you?!"

"How did you get in here?"

The man in a black suit was coldly staring at the woman on the bed. He had drunk a bit of wine and intended to return to the hotel to rest early, but when he turned on the light, he unexpectedly saw a woman lying on his bed.

He knew this woman, knew her intentions, and anticipated she would do this. Therefore, despite his anger, the man didn't immediately turn and leave. His deep black eyes were filled with indifference and intense disgust.

On the large white bed, Jiang Lai, wearing a red sexy nightgown, was leisurely arranging her long hair. Her fox-like charming eyes examined the man from top to bottom, inch by inch, like hooks.

The expensive custom-made suit perfectly wrapped the man's strong physique, and the black shirt underneath had already unbuttoned two buttons. The clear and distinct Adam's apple on his slender, fair neck moved.

The well-tailored suit pants outlined his tall, lean legs, making him look especially ascetic and noble.

Hmm, no wonder he's the male lead. Not only is he handsome and attractive, but he also has such a great body. No wonder the original owner went all out to ingratiate herself with him.

What is the relationship between them now?

In Shen Liao's view, the relationship between them is one of patron and kept woman.

But now the original owner is just a fresh graduate, wholeheartedly believing she has entered Shen Liao's heart, and probably doesn't know yet that the other party only sees her as a counterfeit canary.

While Jiang Lai was watching intently, Shen Liao indifferently put on his glasses.

"I'll give you one minute to get dressed and get out."

Jiang Lai blinked her eyes, instantly adjusting her emotions, looking at Shen Liao with grievance and humility, as a light sheen of tears appeared in her charming eyes.

"Shen Liao, we've been together for so long, and you still haven't..."

After saying that, the woman boldly slipped down the red strap on her shoulder, and in an instant, most of her exposed skin was revealed, voluptuous and alluring like a siren in this white ocean, aware of her own allure.

Seeing this scene, Shen Liao's Adam's apple bobbed intensely.

He was a man, a completely normal man, and had drunk quite a bit of alcohol. Facing a woman deliberately teasing him, he couldn't possibly feel nothing.

He frowned, unable to reconcile how the usually obedient and sensible Jiang Lai could behave like this.

This version of her was far too different from the girl he remembered.

The woman in his heart was supposed to be pure and innocent like a flower, remaining untainted even in the mud.

Not like now, wanton, bold, and heated.

Shen Liao tugged at his tie, gritting his teeth as he prepared to leave.

"Shen Liao!"

The woman hugged him from behind, her body pressed tightly against his back.

Shen Liao looked down at the arms wrapped around his waist, slender and fair like budding willows, softly entwining him. With a little feeling, he could clearly sense the softness pressed against him.

Jiang Lai's voice carried a hint of sobbing.

"Shen Liao, you know I like you. Even if you never let me go public, or take me to see your family and friends, I'm still willing to like you. Can't you... hold me, care for me?"

The man pursed his lips. His usually indifferent eyes churned with a hint of desire.

Perhaps it was because the woman's voice was excessively soft and charming, or perhaps because he had drunk a lot tonight, Shen Liao could not deny his current desire, and being someone who always held power, he wasn't going to repress it.

Feeling the man's slightly heavy breathing, Jiang Lai behind him curled her red lips, smiling assuredly.

The next second, Shen Liao turned around, his sturdy arms encircling her waist, and with a little force, he tossed her onto the bed.

This was his bedroom, where Jiang Lai was never allowed to enter.

But this time, he took the initiative to confine her, and a knocking sound came from outside.

"Sir, Boss Xiao is looking for you, he's waiting outside..."

"Get out!!"

The assistant froze in place, taking a long time to react, realizing that the boss's heavy and hoarse voice, filled with anger and impatience, was clearly something only evident when doing something important.

He quickly turned around, not daring to eavesdrop on the boss, and went downstairs to reply to the others.

"Sorry, the boss is busy right now and it's inconvenient to entertain guests. You can come another day."

Xiao Jun looked at his watch and smiled gently.

"Alright, then I'll come to find Brother Shen another day."

As the clock ticked from seven to eight thirty, just before Jiang Lai was about to be out of breath from crying, the man finally let her go, turning over to get out of bed and heading straight for the bathroom without a glance at her.

Covered with a blanket, her hair messy and breathing rapid, the woman squinted for a long time to regain her senses.

"Damned Shen Liao."

At this time, the man in the shower heard the woman's cursing. He didn't react much, but as the water sprayed down, his mind was filled with the various reactions of the woman before him.

Both coquettish and alluring, yet disobedient.

His arms, back, were all covered with scratch marks.

The corner of his lip was also bitten and bleeding.

Jiang Lai truly did not suffer any loss. Although so fragile, she was yet so pampered.

The man thought about it, and as a mistress, Jiang Lai clearly hadn't served him well. Shen Liao also felt she was not obedient, pondering to leave her be for a while, letting her properly reflect on how to be a qualified mistress.

After showering, as soon as he saw the scene on the bed, the man's breathing paused once again.

Of course, Jiang Lai could feel Shen Liao's gaze.

Like a wolf, eager to devour.

But she pretended to be oblivious, continuing to face away from him, carefully applying medicine to her wounds.

That damned man, like a dog, biting wherever, especially picking those hard-to-reach corners, causing her to gasp in pain and couldn't help but curse.

"Heartless dog of a man, doesn't know how to cherish women... what am I doing this for, seeking torment for myself..."

Behind her, Shen Liao heard her complaints, proud and aloof as he was, he certainly wouldn't willingly rush to seek reproach at this moment.

He snorted coldly, donned his robe, and directly opened the door to leave.

Hearing the door close, Jiang Lai slowly turned her head to take a look.

"Went downstairs, don't bother looking."

In her ear, it was Little Buding's voice.

Jiang Lai finished applying medicine and lazily lay back down.

Indeed, the male lead, strong and vigorous. If it weren't for her crying and biting, she estimated she would still be enduring the ordeal.

But after reflecting, hmm, not bad.

Little Buding watched Jiang Lai, looking immensely satisfied, and groaned with disgust.

"Applauding with him, I think Shen Liao got the short end of the stick."

"Stop spouting nonsense, let's see, how's the task progress."

Little Buding glanced at the screen in front of it.

"Hmm, task progress is ten percent, not bad. Shen Liao's like for his kept dog is roughly ten percent too."