In August in City H, the sun blazed down, and the heat was oppressive.
After only a few steps outside, Shen Yan was already sweating profusely.
He let out a light breath, gathered his long, disheveled hair with both hands, and casually tied it into a ponytail using a black rubber band on his wrist. Instantly, he felt much cooler at the nape of his neck.
He casually fiddled with his ponytail, a wry smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as he thought how he had just spent two thousand yuan on hair extensions in the morning, and now, in the afternoon, he was nearly sweating out a heat rash. It was truly his own fault.
But what could he do? He had simply run out of luck, waking up one day to find himself in an extremely clichéd and dramatic novel about a scumbag and a lowly receiver.
He vaguely remembered that the novel was titled “Exclusive Marriage: The Overbearing Film Emperor Falls in Love with Me.” Shen Yan had started reading it because he shared the same name as the character.
And then, bam! He was struck by lightning.
The title and tags claimed it was a sweet romance, but the content was utterly disgusting.
In the story, the receiver fell in love with the scumbag Duan Yang at first sight, but Duan Yang had his heart set on his half-brother and never noticed the receiver at all.
However, Duan Yang’s grandfather favored the receiver and insisted that Duan Yang marry him. Although Duan Yang was unwilling, he couldn’t go against his grandfather and had to silently marry the receiver, only to harbor resentment toward him in his heart.
What followed were affairs, forced “violations,” miscarriages, car accidents, and disabilities.
After enduring all sorts of torment, the receiver, feeling hopeless, decided to leave and live far away.
Then Duan Yang suddenly realized he was already in love with the receiver and chased him down abroad to apologize.
After thinking it over for a night, the receiver chose to forgive him.
And just like that, the story had a happy ending.
Shen Yan: ???
That’s it? What happened to feeling disheartened and cutting ties? What about forgetting the scumbag and starting a new life?
He was still waiting for the divorce bonfire, and those two were already enjoying their romantic moments!
This conclusion thoroughly stunned Shen Yan, leaving him feeling worse than swallowing a hundred dead flies, to the point that he went to bed that night still fuming. When he woke up, he found himself transformed into the lowly receiver from the novel.
Fortunately, the timeline he entered was just a month after he had married Duan Yang, during which Duan Yang completely ignored him.
According to the original plot, after a month of marriage, Duan Yang would realize that his cold treatment was ineffective and would turn to alcohol, forcibly violating the receiver, ultimately developing an obsession with his body, leading to nightly demands.
Meanwhile, the receiver would develop feelings akin to Stockholm syndrome, becoming more and more attached to Duan Yang and unable to leave.
Shen Yan absolutely refused to let himself fall to that level!
He went straight to Duan Yang and expressed his willingness to divorce, insisting that Duan Yang could go his own way while he would go his.
To his surprise, Duan Yang was adamantly against it. Worried that Shen Yan might run away, he locked him up in a villa on the outskirts, watching him twenty-four hours a day.
Shen Yan was left baffled by Duan Yang’s strange actions and seriously suspected that Duan Yang might be a psychopath.
To escape from the craziness, he tried several times to run away but failed each time. Ultimately, he resorted to stealing the housekeeper’s skirt and wig to disguise himself as a woman, managing to fool the bodyguards monitoring him.
However, things didn’t go as smoothly as he hoped.
The villa was isolated, far from any town, and he hadn’t gotten very far on foot before the bodyguards discovered he was missing and chased after him.
In a moment of desperation, he ran to the middle of the road and stopped a passing car. Without waiting for the driver’s consent, he threw open the passenger door and jumped in, breathless as he said, “Help! There are bad people chasing me! Could you please take me away from here?”
As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on the pursuing bodyguards behind him, not bothering to glance at the driver at all.
To his surprise, the driver didn’t ask any questions and hit the gas, speeding away.
As Shen Yan saw the pursuing car being shaken off, he finally let out a sigh of relief and turned back to thank the driver, “Thank you.”
Only then did he get a good look at the man’s appearance. He was a young man with an almost perfect profile.
When the driver heard him speak, he turned his face to look at him, revealing a handsome and striking face, with sharp features and eyes that held a depth not typical of an Easterner.
After glancing at him, the driver spoke in a flat tone, “What’s your name?”
Huh?
Shen Yan was momentarily taken aback, blinking in confusion.
“Su Yunze. You look good, very much to my taste. Name your price; I’ll support you,” the driver said, his attention already back on the road, his expression calm and unruffled.
Huh???
Shen Yan began to doubt whether he had heard correctly.
How did the conversation jump to supporting him? Did he look like someone so casual? Moreover, he was a man!
Wait, no, he was dressed as a woman now.
Shen Yan instinctively glanced at his reflection in the rearview mirror. The ill-fitting burlap dress clung to him in wrinkled disarray, and the wig was a sweaty mess, sticking to his neck and cheeks. Even in this pitiful state, he should still look decent. Was Su Yunze’s eyesight perhaps impaired?
Wait? Su Yunze?
Shen Yan’s brows slightly furrowed. Wasn’t that the name of the antagonist from the original book, the one who often opposed Duan Yang?
The original text didn’t elaborate much on Su Yunze. Since Shen Yan hadn’t paid close attention and had skipped through many parts, his impression of Su Yunze wasn’t very deep. He only remembered that Su Yunze was the main villain, seemed to despise Duan Yang, and had a rather volatile temper, making him extremely difficult to deal with.
Realizing Su Yunze’s identity, Shen Yan couldn’t help but silently lament his bad luck. He had just escaped from a scumbag and had now run into a big bad guy—what kind of fate was this?
While he was mentally complaining, he maintained a polite smile on his face. “Mr. Su is really joking. Just drop me off at the subway entrance ahead; I can take the subway myself…”
As he spoke, he reached into his pocket but suddenly froze.
Su Yunze didn’t seem intent on forcing him to stay and slowly pulled the car over to the side, turning to look at him. “Lost your wallet?”
His tone was cold but carried an air of certainty.
Shen Yan looked up in surprise. “How did you know?”
“I saw it fall when you got in the car,” Su Yunze replied.
Shen Yan couldn’t help raising his voice. “You saw it, and you didn’t tell me?”
“You looked like you were in a hurry to escape. I thought you wouldn’t have time to pick it up,” Su Yunze answered straightforwardly.
“You… Did you see I was in a hurry to escape? What’s wrong with you? Don’t you pick up a wallet you see lying around? Do you run a bank or something?”
As Shen Yan was about to unleash a torrent of curses, Su Yunze frowned impatiently, tapping his long fingers on the steering wheel. “Get out. I’m in a hurry.”
Shen Yan’s anger was instantly stifled. He shot Su Yunze a fierce glare, preparing to slam the door and leave.
But suddenly, he remembered something, pulled his hand back, and turned to look at Su Yunze again, a pleasant smile blooming in his eyes. “Um, Mr. Su, if you don’t mind, could we talk a bit more?”
Su Yunze remained silent, merely casting a glance at him that urged him to continue.
Feeling a bit awkward, Shen Yan fiddled with his hair, lowering his gaze and adopting a gloomy tone. “Actually… I’ve been married. Although, my husband is not a good person…”
“Not interested. Get to the point!”
Su Yunze interrupted him coldly, causing Shen Yan’s fabricated sob story to come to a sudden halt.
Fine, let’s get straight to the point.
Shen Yan forced a smile, albeit awkwardly. “What I mean is, let’s forget about the support. If Mr. Su truly finds me pleasing to the eye and feels comfortable looking at me, why not give me a job? I’m about to reach a dead end here. If you give me a job, I can still be around you every day. What do you think?”
Shen Yan said this without much confidence. After all, based on the original story, Su Yunze wasn’t exactly easy to deal with.
But one thing Shen Yan didn’t exaggerate was that he really was nearing a dead end.
When he escaped from Duan Yang’s villa, all his belongings were in that wallet.
And now, it was gone.
Of course, he could report it to the bank and have his identification checked, but the reality was that he didn’t have much money in his bank account, as this world’s Shen Yan had practically no income.
What was even more unbelievable was that this world’s Shen Yan had only graduated from middle school.
With such a low level of education, he could only hope to find a job at a construction site.
Shen Yan wasn’t too keen on that!
So he decided to take a gamble; after all, it wouldn’t cost him anything to ask.
Su Yunze listened without immediately replying, his cold, piercing gaze scrutinizing Shen Yan from head to toe, as if inspecting merchandise.
After a while, he nodded. “Alright!” He then started the car and drove Shen Yan away.
Shen Yan felt like he might be dreaming as he stood in the office of the president of Yun Kong Entertainment, but this was no dream.
Half an hour later, he signed an employment contract with Su Yunze.
He became the special assistant to the president of Yun Kong Entertainment. The job was quite simple: to be on call whenever Su Yunze needed him (except between ten at night and eight in the morning), and the salary was quite generous.
For most people, this would seem like a stroke of luck from the heavens, and for someone like Shen Yan, who was at his wits’ end, it was a godsend.
However, as Shen Yan contentedly walked out of Yun Kong Entertainment with the contract in hand, he suddenly realized a major issue—he would probably have to dress as a woman from now on.
This was precisely why he had spent two thousand yuan this morning on getting his hair done.
The last time he had met Su Yunze, he had been wearing a cheap wig.
Not only was it unbearably hot in the summer, but it was also easy to expose himself if he wasn’t careful.
Since he wanted to earn Su Yunze’s salary, he naturally needed to take his role seriously.
On top of that, Duan Yang seemed to be looking for him everywhere after discovering he had run away, and being found by that lunatic was also a hassle.
So, he decided to fully embrace the persona of Shen Yan and planned to file for divorce in court two years later.
Unfortunately, despite his good intentions, things didn’t go as smoothly as he had hoped.
Around noon, he received a call from Su Yunze, requiring him to come to Yun Kong Entertainment under the blazing sun.
As soon as he entered the president’s office, he hadn’t even caught his breath when Su Yunze’s cold voice came through. “Get ready; we’re attending the anniversary celebration tonight.”
“Huh?” Shen Yan was startled, jumping up from the couch before he had even sat down properly, his voice shaky. “I… I don’t think I’ll go.”
That was absurd! The news about the major film star Duan Yang—handsome and talented—ending his contract with his old company and signing with Yun Kong Entertainment had been trending every day.
Who didn’t know that the main star of this anniversary celebration was Duan Yang?
No matter how much Su Yunze might dislike Duan Yang, as the president of Yun Kong Entertainment, he had to give Duan Yang a good showing at such an event, right?
If Shen Yan accompanied Su Yunze, it would inevitably lead to a confrontation with Duan Yang.
From Shen Yan’s perspective, he completely did not want to see Duan Yang at all; ideally, he would never see him again for the rest of his life.

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