Cheating Scene

P.S.: Two male leads, competing to see who was crazier. There was no mutual salvation, only every pot finding its matching lid.

There were countless novels on Tomato Novel. The characters' values did not represent the author's values. If you did not like it, just scroll away and spare us both. The author was thin-skinned—if you cursed at me, I would not be able to resist cursing back.

Also, before officially reading, please read the author's note at the end of this chapter first. Whoever skipped it would have to fight me to the death.

Thank you, everyone.

Jiang Qiao was squatting behind the solar panels on the dormitory rooftop, still holding half a can of beer.

He had only come out to get some air.

Yet he had seen Fu Zhilan and a tall, powerfully built male student specifically come up here to kiss.

It had already been nearly ten minutes.

The variety of moves, the richness of positions, the sultry sounds.

It deeply shocked Jiang Qiao, who had been single since birth for over twenty years and had barely watched porn twice.

At first, when Fu Zhilan and that student had just come onto the rooftop, they had been shoving each other around as though they were somewhat unwilling.

But now, that student's hand had moved from inside Fu Zhilan's shirt into his waistband.

Not only did Jiang Qiao not see Fu Zhilan resist, he saw Fu Zhilan's face flushed as he narrowed his eyes, his slender neck tilting back slightly. He seemed to be enjoying it quite a bit.

Jiang Qiao was crouched at an especially tricky angle. His extraordinary eyesight allowed him to clearly see the full scene of Fu Zhilan getting intimate with someone through the gaps between the solar panels.

Fu Zhilan, however, could not see him.

Unfortunately, this passionate live broadcast failed to stir even the slightest ripple in Jiang Qiao's heart.

He lost interest after watching for only a while.

Although Fu Zhilan was good-looking, the other man, dark and burly with rough, rugged features, truly did not suit Jiang Qiao's tastes.

Like a wild boar happily chewing on peonies.

Besides, he had been squatting here for ages, and his legs were starting to go numb.

Jiang Qiao sighed. This was his third day after transmigrating into an alternative boys' love novel called Sick Obsession.

The novel told the story of how its protagonist, Fu Zhilan, relied on countless male confidants to rise step by step from the slums to the pinnacle of life in a foreign land.

And he was the dumbest asshole among Fu Zhilan's countless male confidants.

Fu Zhilan had been born poor. His father had died early, while his mother was beautiful but incapable, able only to support herself and Fu Zhilan through some shameful lines of work.

While Fu Zhilan looked down on his birth mother, he knew better than anyone how to use a good-looking face to maximize profit.

To escape his debts, he had gone to every length to get into the top institution in Binhai Special Zone, Country Y, where he met his first secret admirer—his roommate, Jiang Qiao.

The original Jiang Qiao had no parents, but his adoptive father was the behind-the-scenes owner of a famous underground boxing ring in the Special Zone. Having been immersed in it since childhood, he was highly skilled in a fight.

Because his brain had apparently short-circuited, he had willingly gone to every length for Fu Zhilan to enter the Shi family, Country Y's top elite clan.

He became the bodyguard of Shi Junyi, Fu Zhilan's so-called true love and the novel's official male lead paired with Fu Zhilan.

All so he could conveniently create opportunities for Fu Zhilan to get close to Shi Junyi and help Fu Zhilan get what he wanted.

When Fu Zhilan had no money, the original host paid. When Fu Zhilan caused trouble, the original host backed him up. When Fu Zhilan was in danger, the original host took the blade for him.

Even when Fu Zhilan was secretly tangled up with other men, the original host had to endure his heartbreak and cover for him in front of Shi Junyi.

In the end, during an accident, he had died without even leaving behind a body, all to protect Fu Zhilan.

Jiang Qiao: ???

He could not understand it. Had the grooves in the original host's brain been filled flat with lard? Why would he willingly be such a sucker?

In the entire novel, the only person who was remotely normal was probably Fu Zhilan's official match, Shi Junyi.

Because from beginning to end, he was the only one who had not become Fu Zhilan's lapdog, who had not loved Fu Zhilan to the point of living or dying for him. Fu Zhilan had to rack his brains and willingly give up an entire forest before he could barely obtain him.

But when Jiang Qiao had read this novel from his hospital bed, he still could not figure out why Shi Junyi had ultimately accepted Fu Zhilan.

After all, in the previous chapter, Shi Junyi had still said, "I don't love you. We're better suited to being friends."

Then in the very next chapter, the two held a grand wedding out of nowhere.

Jiang Qiao thought that either the author had some serious illness, or they had suddenly gone home to inherit an enormous fortune.

So they no longer wanted to work hard at writing and skipped countless details, casually wrapping up the story.

When he complained about it to the young girl in the neighboring hospital bed, she said that in novels like this, the protagonist's plot armor was higher than the sky. The best things could only belong to the protagonist.

It was absurd. Absurd beyond all reason.

Still, Jiang Qiao had one thing in common with the sucker in the novel: he had also grown up in an underground boxing ring.

Unfortunately, he was not the owner's adopted son. As a child, he had been trafficked to the border, smuggled into Southeast Asia, and sold into a boxing ring as a machine for making money.

He had no nationality and no identity, yet he had always been watched and guarded.

He never saw daylight, nor could he escape.

He had lived in hell every day.

A year ago, he had suddenly fallen ill and lost his value. The boxing ring owner's daughter had kindly sent him away, allowing him to live a brief year of "normal" life.

Being able to come here after dying of illness could be considered Heaven showing mercy.

It had given him a chance to live again, not to come here and be an idiot.

He would stay away from the protagonist and bid farewell to misfortune.

At that moment, the two people entangled on the rooftop had both taken off their pants and were preparing to get straight to the point.

Jiang Qiao might not have been a decent person, but he had high standards for performers' looks.

He truly did not like the man fooling around with Fu Zhilan in front of him.

To avoid getting an eyesore, he drained the beer in his hand in two gulps and tossed the empty can out from beneath the solar panels.

Fu Zhilan heard the beer can rolling away and jolted in fright.

He hurriedly pushed the student away, pulled up his pants, and cried out in alarm, "Who's there?!"

Jiang Qiao did not make a sound. He felt that this was not a good time for him to show himself.

So he silently took out his phone, opened the music player, and put a song called Cheating on shuffle.

To steal a heart, first you had to cheat, so you could bear the happy charge of a crime.

Fu Zhilan exchanged a glance with the student, cursed their bad luck, hastily straightened their clothes, and fled the rooftop in a panic.

Five minutes later, Jiang Qiao listened to the song alone until it ended before slowly emerging from behind the solar panels.

He kicked away the inconspicuous button Fu Zhilan had dropped on the ground, then bent down and picked up the beer can that had just fulfilled its mission.

He threw it into the trash bin behind the rooftop door.

According to the novel's timeline, the night he caught Fu Zhilan hooking up with someone else on the rooftop was the night he found his chance to approach Shi Junyi for the first time.

Originally, the original Jiang Qiao had merely gone out to drink away his sorrows, only to unexpectedly run into Shi Junyi being cornered by enemies.

After hesitating for a long time, the original host had still chosen to listen to Fu Zhilan and lend Shi Junyi a hand.

After all, he had never told Fu Zhilan how he felt. Liking Fu Zhilan was his own business; he could not blame Fu Zhilan for being with someone else.

Jiang Qiao spat and cursed the original host for being an idiot.

Then he went downstairs, mounted a black, high-powered heavy motorcycle, and sped straight toward the bar where the original host had encountered Shi Junyi.

What a joke. Where else could he find such a good job as a bodyguard with a million-yuan annual salary?

It was practically tailor-made for someone like him, who had barely gone to school, needed a dictionary even to read a novel, was exceptional in a fight, and was slightly lacking in education.

Half an hour later, Jiang Qiao parked his motorcycle outside the bar. He took off his helmet, smoothed out his slightly rumpled hair, and walked through the entrance.

The following did not count toward the main text's word count.

Statement.

For fans of gangster stories: this novel's setting referenced gangster stories. Since Tomato Novel could not write gangster-themed stories, nor were there any gangster fanworks, I could only create a separate story.

Not having read gangster stories would not affect your reading. Gangster-story sisters could just treat this as fanfiction.