Chapter 1: Tempted by Beauty

The woman in the mirror gently closed her eyes. Her jet-black, long curly hair cascaded carelessly over her chest, just barely revealing a glimpse of snow-white, tender skin.

Suddenly, she lifted her eyelids, revealing a pair of jet-black eyes tinged with a lazy smile. A tiny mole at the corner of her eye quivered slightly, reminiscent of the enchanting fox spirits from old tales that bewitched hearts with a glance.

Her red lips parted slightly, her voice soft and trembling.

“So, my mission is to bully the female lead, entangle with the male lead, and humiliate the villain?”

[Ahem, ahem. It’s to cooperate and complete the main storyline, ensuring the plot’s completeness!]

“Such a proper-sounding mission. Totally doesn’t damage my character at all~”

[This is your last mission world. Once completed, you can return to your original world and take revenge on that scumbag man and cheap woman!]

Time remained frozen while she traveled through different worlds on missions. No matter when she returned, she could still deal with that scumbag and his accomplice.

She wasn’t in a hurry.

And besides—

“Failing a mission deducts 10,000 points. I currently have 990,000 points. Hmm, I can afford it.”

[Host, you even share the same name as the supporting character in this mission. Such a coincidence! It’d be a pity to give up!]

Jiang Mi sneered. The shared name only made the immersion stronger and the anger more palpable.

The original character was the eldest daughter of a top-tier wealthy family. Unfortunately, she was blind and deaf to reason, treating a green-tea schemer as her best friend, believing a hypocritical scumbag was true love, and assuming a possessive bodyguard was an honest man. Her foolish choices led her down a path of self-destruction, ending in a miserable, gruesome death.

Tsk, wouldn’t it be better to stay far away from the male and female leads and the obsessive villain? Enjoying a rich, glamorous life as a wealthy socialite sounds much more appealing!

The woman stretched lazily, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “After working so diligently for so long, it’s about time I indulge and enjoy the luxurious, hedonistic life of a rich woman!”

[Nooo!!!]

Suddenly, three rhythmic knocks echoed from the door.

Creak—

The door opened.

“Miss, the film crew has arrived.”

The man’s voice was icy, devoid of any warmth.

Yet, it was deep and magnetic, tinged with a slight rasp.

The sensuality of his tone sent a shiver down Jiang Mi’s spine. Her fingers inadvertently knocked over a bottle, the sound crisp and clear.

She raised her eyes to the mirror, catching a glimpse of the man behind her.

Sharp, defined features. Handsome yet cold and stern. His thin lips pressed into a firm line, adding an edge of indifference and aloofness.

Like a blade about to be unsheathed—restrained yet exuding an aura of imminent danger.

Or perhaps like a ferocious lion, majestic and intimidating, carrying the commanding presence of a king surveying his domain.

Even through the reflection, his potent masculinity and powerful pheromones were palpable.

Overwhelming.

Dangerous yet intoxicating.

The villainous overlord, Gu Chuan—the very target she was supposed to “humiliate.”

Jiang Mi’s heart skipped a beat, and her red lips curled into a satisfied smile.

“Dummy, I’ll handle this mission properly.”

[Properly? Weren’t you just planning to slack off? Why the sudden change?]

“Perhaps… I’m tempted by beauty.”

???!!!

[Host, snap out of it! He’s the villain! Your job is to humiliate him, not seduce him!]

Jiang Mi ignored the system’s panicked cries and quickly reviewed the plotline surrounding the villain.

The villain’s childhood was dark and tormented, leaving him cold and brooding. Her original character’s father had been the only person to show him kindness. Later, when she entered the entertainment industry, her father, worried she might be bullied, asked the villain to protect her for a while, hoping to match them up.

The villain dutifully fulfilled his promise, but the original character resented his interference. Coupled with the female lead’s backhanded comments about him, her dislike for him deepened.

This played right into the female lead’s plans.

Having accidentally discovered the villain’s true identity, the female lead developed a “fishing” mentality—keeping him around as an option. She manipulated the original character into tormenting the villain while seizing opportunities to comfort him.

But the villain, cold as stone, remained unmoved.

As they say, the ones you can’t have are the ones that haunt you most.

The female lead possessed a (universally adored) trait, charming everyone she met. Her irresistible allure only intensified her competitive streak when she encountered the one person—Gu Chuan—who remained unmoved by her charms.

This, of course, irked the male lead and the supporting male characters. In the end, they united to eliminate the villain.

Tsk. So, the original character’s purpose in humiliating the villain was merely to pave the way for the female lead.

Unfortunately, she had now become that foolish original character. And the villain? He was the man she had her eyes on.

Well, then—this “wedding dress” she’d make for herself.

Jiang Mi tapped the tip of her foot against the floor, causing her swivel chair to spin half a turn.

She tilted her head slightly, letting her jet-black curls cascade down like a waterfall. Her soft, seductive eyes curved into crescents as she fixed her unblinking gaze on the man.

“Come here,” she said.

“Yes, Miss.”

The man’s voice was cold to the extreme, devoid of any warmth. He strode forward silently, his long legs moving with a calm precision. He stopped two steps away—a distance that was safe yet distant.

His narrow, sharp eyes briefly flickered with surprise as they took in the stunning beauty of her face, but the emotion vanished as quickly as it appeared, replaced by a detached indifference.

Jiang Mi assessed the gap between them, the corners of her eyes lifting with a teasing smile.

“Your mistress orders you—come closer.”

The man looked at Jiang Mi, his gaze faintly darkening. There wasn’t much respect in his eyes, only a flash of impatience that he quickly suppressed.

His thin lips parted to utter a cool, emotionless response. “Yes, Miss.” He stepped forward once more.

Jiang Mi’s smile deepened. Propping her soft, fair arm against the armrest, she lightly pushed herself upward, preparing to stand.

At that moment, the system’s voice interrupted.

[Ding! Host, please complete the plot where you humiliate the villain by stepping on him!]

Jiang Mi’s slender, porcelain fingers pinched her earlobe lightly. Clicking her tongue, she prompted the system.

[You promised not to slack off. Complete the mission properly!]

“Got it~”

Ignoring the system, Jiang Mi tilted her swan-like neck back, revealing a face so beautiful it seemed unreal. She hooked her lips into a subtle smirk.

“Mr. Bodyguard, you’ve been quite disobedient.”

As a personal bodyguard, he was required to serve her day and night, enduring the young lady’s endless humiliations and torments without complaint.

Over the past two months, Gu Chuan had experienced countless such “punishments” and “humiliations.”

Lowering his gaze indifferently, his deep, magnetic voice carried no trace of emotion.

“Please punish me, Miss.”

A slender, porcelain-white leg extended from beneath her crimson dress, swaying provocatively.

Suddenly—click.

A silver high heel, adorned with a butterfly poised in elegant flight, dropped to the floor. Dazzling and delicate, it was the perfect mix of refinement and allure.

The woman’s fair, delicate foot emerged, exposed to the air, swaying lightly. The tip of her foot brushed ever so faintly against the fabric of his pants.

“Put the shoe on for me,” she ordered.

Her tone had shed its overbearing arrogance, instead laced with a coquettish charm. Soft and tender, each word seemed wrapped in silk, lightly teasing.

Gu Chuan’s gaze remained cold, his deep, magnetic voice laced with icy detachment.

“Miss, my hands are dirty. They are unworthy of touching your noble ankle.”

Only then did Jiang Mi remember that the female lead had spread rumors that the villain carried some filthy disease. The original character had treated him like the plague, refusing to let him get close—let alone touch her so intimately.

She raised her brows slightly, her soft toes lightly tapping against his pant leg. Her voice turned playful and imperious.

“So, are you defying my orders now?”

Gu Chuan looked at her, his expression blank. “I wouldn’t dare.”

As the words fell, the man bent down on one knee…