The male protagonist of a sweet romance novel went on a killing spree in the world of angst novels.

Anyone familiar with the elite circles of Yancheng knows that those scions of powerful families, despite their seemingly harmless appearance, are mostly trained martial arts practitioners whose physical abilities have undergone professional training.

Qi Yang was a fighter who didn't care about his life when he fought; every move he made was ruthless and aimed at a person's vital points.

If it were any other spoiled brat facing this little tyrant, they would probably have already knelt down and begged for mercy, weeping bitterly.

After all, life is more important than self-respect.

Just when the system was extremely anxious, feeling that its host was about to perish, it suddenly discovered that Chen Xiao, who was standing still, remained calm and composed throughout, without showing any fear.

He was not afraid at all; on the contrary, he was eager to try.

The system cried out in alarm, "Host, please don't act rashly!"

"It's nothing." Chen Xiao tossed away the tissue in his hand and said casually, "Just consider it a workout."

Qi Yang suddenly swung his fist, aiming for Chen Xiao's face. Chen Xiao reacted quickly, dodging the blow and retaliating with a punch of his own.

The young man remained calm and composed, dodging Qi Yang's fierce attacks with ease, in contrast to Qi Yang's ruthless offensive.

In this fierce fight, Chen Xiao clearly had the upper hand.

Qi Yang is quite capable in combat, but he lost because of his lack of practical experience. Unfortunately, he was facing a big shot from another world who completely overwhelmed him in every aspect.

In the end, Little Tyrant Qi Yang suffered a crushing defeat.

Of course, Chen Xiao also took a few hits from the other party, but the faint pain was almost negligible compared to the injuries Qi Yang suffered.

Looking at the scars on the man's face, a sharp glint flashed in Chen Xiao's dark eyes.

He deliberately slapped Qi Yang in the face.

So what if the male protagonist in a tragic novel is a victim?

He continued to fight without hesitation.

The system is numb.

Really numb.

What kind of guy did it tie up that even dared to hit the male protagonist?

Heaven will surely be angry.

Woo woo woo.

Its performance this time is definitely ruined.

Chen Xiao has now formed a grudge against the male protagonist of this world.

Of course, he will be the only one to become his enemy in the future; Qi Yang is just the beginning.

Chen Xiao was always clear about his purpose in this life—to bring his childhood sweetheart home, back to their world.

……

Yanting is a restless sleeper and likes to toss and turn while sleeping on his side.

Sometimes she would kick the blanket far away, revealing her slender waist. Whenever this happened, Chen Xiao would sit up and cover her with the blanket, afraid that she would catch a cold.

Many of Yan Ting's minor quirks remained unchanged in this world; he still preferred to sleep on his side, just like back then.

Chen Xiao straightened his slender body from the sofa, walked to the bedside in two or three steps, then bent down and reached out to gently tuck the edge of the ice silk quilt around the person on the bed.

The system has given up on saving itself at this point.

My first attempt at a task was unsuccessful.

The system couldn't help but want to light a candle for its host when it thought of Qi Yang's vindictive nature.

In the world of tragic romance novels, none of the male protagonists are kind-hearted.

However, Chen Xiao didn't care at all whether Qi Yang would retaliate against him later.

He crossed his long legs and said in a lazy voice, "The process doesn't matter, as long as the result is achieved."

The system said listlessly, "[But you've offended the male lead.]"

Chen Xiaorui narrowed his phoenix eyes: "What you want is heart-wrenching value, but who said it has to be the female lead? The male leads are also the pillars of this world, and the negative energy they generate can theoretically be used to maintain this world."

system:【……】

I hadn't thought about that.

Chen Xiao continued in a leisurely tone, "You need to learn to consider things from multiple perspectives, not just focusing on getting emotional distress from the male leads. You can also consider important characters like the villains."

However, the system hesitated, saying, "This world has a plot that torments the female lead, and why do you, host, show such favoritism towards her? It's really strange."

The system has wanted to ask this question for a long time.

Although it was a novice, many of the host's previous actions had become so blatant that they could not be ignored.

Chen Xiao, however, gave an irrelevant answer: "If you want to achieve a happy ending where you have to chase after your wife, you can consider me."

system:【???】

[How can you compare to the male lead? The male lead is the chosen one recognized by Heaven, while you are just a passerby who doesn't even have a role in the story, wait—] The child's voice suddenly stopped.

At this moment, the system suddenly became intelligent.

It exclaimed in a shocked tone, as if it had just discovered a new continent: "Wait a minute, how come your aura of luck is so strong?"

Where did such a massive energy fluctuation come from from a minor character who barely had any role in the original story?

This luck is actually comparable to the energy fluctuations generated by the male protagonist in this tragic novel world, and there is even a possibility that it might surpass him.

It's too bizarre, too incongruous.

The system suddenly felt like crying but had no tears.

I thought I had been accidentally bound to an ordinary passerby in a world's storyline, but who knew that he was actually a low-key, hidden big shot.

It should have guessed long ago that some random passerby would be so good-looking.

However, it still couldn't figure out the reason behind it.

Logically speaking, such a character should have a role in the world's storyline, at the very least a supporting male character, right?

Chen Xiao naturally had no idea where the system's explanation for his energy fluctuations came from.

Before his transmigration, Chen Xiao was born into a top aristocratic family in Beijing. He took control of the Chen family before he reached adulthood and, in just two years, built his own business empire, even expanding his influence to all parts of the world.

Chen Xiao has dabbled in stocks, investments, entertainment, catering, jewelry, and even mechanical energy chips, among other things, and has achieved remarkable success in all of these fields.

As a teenager, Chen Xiao lived up to his name, arrogant and unrestrained, a dazzling figure who was a prodigy in every field. Back then, he was far more spirited and carefree than he is now, appearing much more dejected.

While Chen Xiao was deep in thought, the system started rambling incoherently: "[What exactly happened? Where did things go wrong? Why wasn't I punished for not completing the mission?]"

Even if it racked its brains, it still couldn't figure it out.

Ultimately, the system—went to a standstill.

[Host, I have reported your method to the Time and Space Bureau. Whether it will be adopted is not up to my system alone.]

Soon, the system received a signal from the Time and Space Bureau.

The system was taken aback when it saw the signal content. When did the Time and Space Bureau become so accommodating?

Unable to understand, it interrupted its host's reverie and said, "The Time and Space Bureau's stance is that the female lead's storyline is mandatory, but they've also considered the method you suggested. Whether it succeeds depends on your individual abilities."

"..." Chen Xiao turned his dark eyes to look out the floor-to-ceiling window—the bustling city streets, the colorful neon lights, and the endless stream of cars were all in his view.

……

Yanting slept very soundly and peacefully.

For the first time in ten years, I haven't had nightmares or insomnia.

Her long, delicate eyelashes, like butterfly wings, trembled slightly, and then her eyelids slowly opened, revealing a pair of light-colored amber pupils.

Yanting's eyes are beautiful, especially in the sunlight streaming in from the window, where her pupils seem to have a thin layer of amber-colored gilding.

My brain is a bit sluggish after just waking up.

After a long while, Yanting suddenly remembered what had happened the night before.

She collapsed in the corridor on her way home last night.

Yan Ting frowned slightly.

She looked around and realized that she was all alone in the luxurious private room.

However, in her hazy state last night, Yanting vaguely remembered hearing someone softly humming an unknown song in her ear, as if to lull her to sleep.

Was it just her hallucination?

Furthermore, as if recalling something, a hint of frost flashed in Yan Ting's eyes.

There's something wrong with that glass of orange juice.