Gu Qichi transmigrated into a novel, becoming the cannon-fodder male side character in a story about true and fake young masters. This cannon fodder was a fragile, ethereal beauty who gasped after every step—a true young master of a wealthy family, lost and living abroad. Unfortunately, unloved by his parents, the original host stirred up trouble, competing with the fake young master for the male lead’s affection and causing waves in the entertainment industry, only to be ridiculed by everyone, kicked out of the family, and eventually die in a fire, leaving no corpse behind. Gu Qichi: ? (*Seek treatment if you’re sick.*) Upon opening his eyes again, at an upscale cocktail party, a drugged Gu Qichi collapsed into the arms of a handsome stranger, Bo Yu. Bo Yu, with his cold, sharp features, broad shoulders, long legs, and a waist made for sin—Gu Qichi thought, *Why not? It’s not like I’m the one losing out.* After one night of passion, Gu Qichi woke up sore, kicked Bo Yu off the bed, and slipped away without a word. Not long after, the infamous overlord of Eastern City suddenly demanded to marry Gu Qichi by name. At the engagement banquet, Gu Qichi arrived late—only to freeze at the sight of Bo Yu. Bo Yu arched a brow, lips curving imperceptibly. “*Finally found you.*” ——— Rumors said the head of the Bo Group was gloomy, obsessive, and ruthless—a madman everyone avoided. Even Bo Yu believed this. Everyone assumed his marriage to Gu Qichi was a facade, that Gu Qichi was just a pawn in his scheme to swallow the Gu family. They waited for Gu Qichi to be cast out of the Bo household like a stray dog, ready to mock him. Only Bo Yu knew this was his carefully laid trap. That night, after just one glance— The youth’s skin glowed like snow, his features exquisite, eyes upturned like the most vivid stroke of ink in a painting. Bo Yu became addicted, craving him day and night, until he finally lured him home. From then on, the dragon whispered tenderly, spreading its wings to shield its most precious treasure—letting no one else lay a hand on him. ——— As the entertainment industry’s “top useless beauty,” Gu Qichi had zero fans and an army of antis. When rumors spread that he’d join a reality show with his “old, ugly” husband, haters sharpened their knives, waiting for *#GuQichiGetOutOfShowbiz* to trend. But after the show aired— *#GuQichiManipulativeFemmeFatale*, *#GuQichiShowbizNumberOneWife* soared to the top of the charts. And the “old, ugly” husband? None other than the handsome, wealthy CEO of the Bo Group. On the show, Bo Yu was brutally honest— “Darling, I want to kiss you.” “Darling, I want to hold you while we sleep.” “Darling, I want *deeper* communication with you.” Gu Qichi smirked, leaning close to his ear: “What else? Want to see me in a skirt?” Fans turned tomato-red: *Is this really free content?!* The screen cut to black—all delights hidden in darkness. Fans slammed tables: *What can’t we VIPs see?!*