Transmigrating into a Book and becoming a Big Boss’s Little Lover
Transmigrating into a Book and becoming the Big Boss’s Little Lover Chapter 1

Chapter 1: I Transmigrated into a Book

Xu Yueyao had been sleeping for an entire day. When she finally got up, it was already 5 PM. Standing in her private villa, holding a cup of coffee, and gazing at the golden hues of the setting sun, she felt like a deity enjoying life.

Who could have imagined that just half a year ago, she was an orphan with no family, struggling so much that she had to ration a single packet of instant noodles into three meals? She had worked tirelessly to put herself through college, enduring both physical and emotional exhaustion. One day, she indulged in a rare moment of luxury—spending two yuan to vent her frustrations in a rage room, shouting at the heavens: “Why can’t I be rich? Why can’t I be lucky for once? Just a little bit of good fortune, is that too much to ask?”

And the next day, someone approached her, telling her that a piece of land from her ancestral home was being purchased—for a whopping 200 million yuan. Just like that, Xu Yueyao, with her hoarse voice from all the yelling, answered a few questions, signed a stack of documents, and found her bank account suddenly overflowing with wealth.

She bought her dream villa, learned how to manage her finances, and started taking yoga, dance, and flower arrangement classes—doing everything she had always wanted but never could before. She was determined to pamper herself properly.

That evening, after a luxurious scented bath, Xu Yueyao admired herself in the mirror. Tsk, fair skin, long legs, delicate features—her beauty was undeniable. The only thing missing was a man. But she didn’t dare find one—she was too afraid they’d just be after her money. She had been poor before, and she wasn’t about to take that risk.

Satisfied with her reflection, she slipped into a silk nightgown, grabbed a bowl of freshly washed strawberries, and settled into her stargazing room with her laptop. She pulled up the novel “Exclusive Seductive Kiss”—a book she had already read twice. The romance scenes between the main couple were incredibly bold, especially the ones between the villainous boss and his little lover—those parts always made her heart race. What made it even more thrilling was that the little lover shared her name. She loved immersing herself in those scenes, though she always skipped the ending—it was too tragic.

Just as she was about to dive in again—

Buzzz… A sharp ringing filled her ears. Xu Yueyao clutched her head, her vision spinning.

Then—

“Yao Yao, did you hear me? Don’t avoid Young Master Fu today. If he gets mad, you won’t have it easy at school.”

Xu Yueyao blinked. When she opened her eyes, she saw a girl staring at her—Zhang Beilu, her friend in the novel.

“Huh…?” Xu Yueyao was in full makeup, wearing a mini skirt and black stockings.

She pinched herself.

“Ow!” The pain was real.

Wasn’t she just in her villa, reading a novel?

“Yao Yao, what’s wrong? Hurry up and get ready, or Sister Xin will scold us again.”

Xu Yueyao looked around. Based on the noise outside, she was in a nightclub. Her gaze fell back on the girl beside her.

She hesitated before testing, “Lulu? Zhang Beilu?”

“What?” Zhang Beilu replied, fixing her stockings in the mirror.

Xu Yueyao’s vision went dark. She wanted to die.

All because she read a smutty novel before bed?! Did she really deserve this kind of punishment?!

Before she could panic further, a sharp voice clapped through the room.

“Are you girls ready?” A woman named Xin Jie strutted in, clapping her hands.

Zhang Beilu quickly grabbed Xu Yueyao and stood to attention.

“I’m telling you now—tonight, you better be on your A-game. Now, tell me—what are we here for?”

“To make money!” Everyone answered in unison.

“Louder! What are we here for?!”

“MAKE MONEY! MAKE MONEY! MAKE MONEY!”

“That’s right! So put on your best smiles and squeeze every last cent out of the guests, got it?”

“Yes!”

“Alright, we’re opening up for business!”

Chaos erupted as the girls rushed to fix their lipstick and stockings.

“Yao Yao, let’s go,” Zhang Beilu said, checking her reflection one last time.

“You go ahead—I have a stomachache. I need the restroom.” Xu Yueyao clutched her belly.

“Fine, but don’t take too long.” Zhang Beilu pouted and left.

Xu Yueyao rushed to the restroom, locked the door, and collapsed onto the toilet seat. Time to analyze the situation.

How did she transmigrate here? She had no clue. Which meant she had no idea how to go back. Was she supposed to die like the original Xu Yueyao to escape this world?

She thought about the novel’s plot—how the villain’s fiancée orchestrated her death. First, she was gang-raped, then skinned alive.

Xu Yueyao violently shook her head. Absolutely not. She couldn’t accept that fate.

In the book, Xu Yueyao ended up working at this nightclub because she was desperate for money. That’s how she caught the attention of the campus bully, Fu Xiaosi, and was tormented daily at school.

And tonight, he was planning to get her drunk.

Nope. She had to leave.

But if she left now, she wouldn’t meet the villainous big boss, Zhan Rongxuan—the man who would use her as his “antidote” and take her under his protection.

But working here? Absolutely not.

Before meeting Zhan Rongxuan, she would constantly be harassed—groped, touched, and fondled by disgusting old men. That was why the original Xu Yueyao clung to Zhan Rongxuan so desperately.

Xu Yueyao shuddered. She had no confidence in fighting against these characters just because she knew the plot.

She quietly peeked out the restroom door. Seeing no one around, she retrieved her coat and bag, stealthily avoiding everyone as she slipped out of the club.

She didn’t realize that, just moments ago, she had brushed past Fu Xiaosi—already changing the course of the story.

Standing on the bustling street, Xu Yueyao’s eyes welled with tears.

After crying her fill, she wiped her face and trudged toward her rented apartment. But then she remembered—it was in a dangerous area, frequently visited by thugs.

Xu Yueyao clenched her fists.

All for the sake of plot convenience? Just so the male lead could rescue the female lead?

And she was just another disposable tool in this story—a tragic side character whose only role was to be envious of the heroine.

With no will to live, she dragged herself forward.

Her stomach rumbled. She was starving.

She searched her bag for money, but after flipping through every pocket, she didn’t find a single coin.

“Aaaagh!”

Not only did her vision go dark, but now her ears were playing tricks on her too.

Because she could swear she just heard a man’s low, pained groan…

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