替身炮灰不干了

Jian Yang didn’t dare to reveal his s*xual orientation and could only get his fix by secretly reading BL novels.

Unfortunately, he transmigrated into a scumbag gong x pitiful shou novel as a sickly cannon fodder character. Faced with two choices:

Return to his family and become a stand-in for the pitiful shou, getting tortured emotionally and physically by the scumbag gong before dying in a basement.

Cling to the wealthy and handsome second male lead, avoid danger, and quietly slip away once the second male lead meets the pitiful shou.

This wasn’t a difficult choice—it was a giveaway question!

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When Jian Yang was presented as a gift to Guan Ciyan, he only had two things in mind: Guan Ciyan’s cold and imposing face and the thirty-two financial district buildings he owned in A City.

Guan Ciyan swiped his key card and walked in to find his so-called gift—drunk, cheeks flushed, eyes misty from the heat, mumbling, “Mr. Guan, you can unwrap your present now.”

To avoid going back to his family, Jian Yang pulled out all the stops to impress Guan Ciyan.

When Guan Ciyan caught the scent of another man’s cologne in his car, Jian Yang went home and bought a pile of “toys” to practice on himself.

When Guan Ciyan returned home, he found Jian Yang sitting on his bed, wearing his dress shirt, a fair leg peeking out, staring at him in horror—hands clumsily holding one of the toys.

Originally planning to raise Jian Yang for another two years, Guan Ciyan shut the curtains, leaving the room in dim light.

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Guan Ciyan believed Jian Yang was madly in love with him and thought, Forget it, spoiling him a little isn’t a big deal.

One step at a time, he indulged him more and more. Before he knew it, he had already bought an engagement ring.

Guan Ciyan: “It’s time to change our relationship.”

Jian Yang checked his bank balance, calculated when the pitiful shou would appear, and nearly couldn’t suppress his grin. “Okay! I get it! No problem!”

The next day—

Guan Ciyan’s social circle exploded with congratulatory messages celebrating his engagement.

Meanwhile, Jian Yang posted on social media: Let’s see who dares to control me!

📍 Location: Some unknown private island.

Guan Ciyan searched the entire house for Jian Yang but found nothing.

He texted: Message failed to send – red exclamation mark!

Called: Blocked!

Tried summoning him in a game: You are no longer friends with this user!

…Even their Taobao couple account was unlinked!

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A friend teased: “You’re still not tired of that kid? I have someone better, want to try?”

Guan Ciyan, deadpan: “From now on, call him sister-in-law and help carry his wedding shoes.”

Jian Yang, standing at the door, heard everything and immediately booked an international flight.

Help! This was supposed to be a transactional relationship—why is he catching real feelings?!