An Leyan transmigrated into a novel, becoming the male supporting character in a revenge story. In the book, he adored the villain, the villain adored the protagonist, and he did countless things for the villain—only to end up being brutally killed by the even more deranged protagonist.
An Leyan: “Why would I be a cannon fodder? Isn’t it better to just sit back and watch the big shots get their revenge? I’m just here to spectate, no way I’m dumb enough to get involved.”
But the moment he finished speaking, the host invited him to take a seat at the round table—right across from the villain and the protagonist.
This was the opening ceremony of a popular dating reality show, and they were playing Truth or Dare.
Seeing the ridiculous dare options, An Leyan chose truth.
Someone asked: “Rumor has it you’re hopelessly in love with the villain. What do you like about him?”
An Leyan smiled. “His personality.”
[BEEP BEEP BEEP!] The red light in the center of the table flashed wildly.
The director chuckled meaningfully: “To prevent guests from lying, we’ve implemented the latest lie-detection technology. If you lie, the light will flash. Please answer again.”
An Leyan: … “His looks.” [BEEP BEEP BEEP!]
An Leyan: … “His family background.” [BEEP BEEP BEEP!]
An Leyan shut his eyes: “I don’t like him.”
Villain: ?
In the next round, An Leyan thought the question would be different, but it turned out to be:
“What’s your most memorable impression of the protagonist?”
An Leyan: … “He’s handsome.” [BEEP BEEP BEEP!]
An Leyan: … “He’s gentle and refined.” [BEEP BEEP BEEP!]
An Leyan closed his eyes: “…He’s ruthless, a total psycho.”
Protagonist: ?
Later, when the show aired, netizens watched as An Leyan was backed into a corner by the protagonist and speculated: “This is revenge, right? This is definitely revenge!”
Yet, as the show progressed, the “ruthless” man started sticking to him, chasing after him:
“You did so much for me—don’t you want my gratitude?”
Off-camera, the man kissed him fervently, leaving him breathless and in tears, still whispering:
“Baby, will you go on a date with me tomorrow?”
An Leyan, exhausted and weak: … I swear, I was just here for the gossip!
