I'm Done Serving You!

"Don't blame Brother Xie Chen. I really did fall down the stairs by accident!"

"It was all my fault. I knew he hated me, yet I still insisted on bringing him food. I should've stayed far away and not upset my brother,"

"It's only a sprained ankle. It'll get better soon. You absolutely mustn't..."

What the hell was that bitchy noise?!

Xie Chen frowned impatiently. Focusing his dazzling eyes, he saw a slender, frail, pale-skinned man lying in the hospital bed, looking like a sissy.

Huh?

He really had come back?

The system hadn't lied to him!

He had just been about to curl his lips into his usual manic grin when a furious roar exploded beside his ear. "Apologize to Ranran! If you don't, I'll break one of your legs as compensation for Ranran!"

This was his eldest brother, Xie Zhenting.

What had happened in his previous life again?

Ah, right.

It had been fucking melodramatic!

Xie Ran, lying in the hospital bed, was the Xie Family's youngest son. He had been abducted by traffickers at the age of three and had only recently been found. Naturally, everyone showered him with boundless affection.

His adoptive parents and brothers with no blood relation to him favored him to an absurd degree. They wished they could cram all the love they had failed to give him over the years into him at once. Even when he was willful, unreasonable, and threw tantrums, they indulged him without conditions.

To put it simply—if Xie Ran farted, everyone would think it smelled sweet and rush over to kiss his ass.

Meanwhile, an adopted child like Xie Chen, brought in to fill the emotional void left by losing a beloved family member, had it miserable.

From the start, he had been unwanted, neglected, and ignored.

That would have been fine. After all, he was an orphan. Having food to eat was already good enough.

But Xie Ran simply could not tolerate the existence of a replacement like him. He had even redirected his resentment over being kidnapped onto Xie Chen, targeting and excluding him at every turn, doing everything he could to drive him out of the Xie Family.

His deliberate fall down the stairs today was just one of his schemes to frame Xie Chen.

In his previous life, Xie Chen had stubbornly refused to apologize after being falsely accused. He had still held onto a sliver of hope, thinking his eldest brother would remember their past bond and not be too ruthless.

And what happened?

A brutal slap in the face!

Even in the hospital, Xie Zhenting showed no restraint. He directly summoned a group of thugs and had one of Xie Chen's legs broken without another word.

Fortunately, he received treatment nearby, but he was still left with a limp. That made things even worse for an obscure eighteenth-tier celebrity already hated across the internet, and in the end, he had no choice but to fade out of the entertainment industry...

At that memory, Xie Chen let out a scoff. "My biological little brother, who was only just brought home, sprains his ankle, and I have to pay with a fucking leg?! Are you that afraid people won't know I'm the child your stepmother raised?!"

"Since your ears are stuffed with wool, I'll say it again. I didn't push him, so why the fuck should I apologize?"

Sure enough, rage surged across Xie Zhenting's face. He grabbed his phone and was about to call someone, but Xie Chen suddenly strode forward, snatched the phone away one-handed, and flung it out the window in a smooth arc.

The scene came so abruptly that everyone in the hospital room froze.

For a moment, the air itself seemed to stop.

The adopted son who had always accepted everything meekly had actually done something so outrageous?!

The brothers' faces were filled with disbelief.

But Xie Ran silently curled his lips.

That was it.

The less he could keep his cool, the more annoying everyone would find him.

Sooner or later, the Xie Family would...

Just as he thought that, he saw Xie Chen whip his head around. His gorgeous face, so envy-inducing, was filled with wild viciousness, and his voice was crisp and sharp.

"What are you smirking at?"

"You really like the title of the Xie Family's young master? Fine, it's yours from now on."

"I'm done serving you!"

Before those trash dogs could react, Xie Chen strode out of the hospital room, left the hospital, headed straight for the parking lot, and climbed into his secondhand Wuling Hongguang.

The moment his ass hit the seat, his phone rang. It was his manager, Lu Fei.

In his previous life, he had refused to apologize and been beaten by thugs. Later, he had collapsed and been taken to the emergency room. He had missed the call from beginning to end, only learning after he woke up that Xie Zhenting had picked up his phone and privately turned down the variety show he was about to join.

But by then, his leg had already been broken. It was too late to fight for the opportunity, and he could only resign himself to missing out...

Thinking of all the chances to become famous that he had lost because he had endured and played weak, Xie Chen's lips lifted into a wicked, arrogant curve. His long fingers swiped across the answer button.

"Old Lu, what is it?"

"Thank God, you answered!" Lu Fei clearly breathed a sigh of relief. "I thought your brothers were giving you a hard time again!"

Xie Chen's voice was casual. "They're not my brothers."

Lu Fei said, "...Then what are they?!"

"They're a bunch of idiots!" Xie Chen snorted. "Don't mention them. They kill my appetite. Tell me why you called first."

"There's a variety show that wants you on it. I don't know if you're willing to go," Lu Fei said hesitantly.

Xie Chen held the steering wheel with one hand. "Is it Transform, Freaks!?"

"You already know about it?" Lu Fei was clearly surprised, then immediately explained, "Don't let the awful name fool you. It has huge buzz! Voting started months ago, and it's been getting attention the whole time..."

Having lived his life over again, Xie Chen naturally knew about this variety show full of villains.

Every male and female celebrity voted in had an atrocious reputation, but the traffic generated by gathering them together could not be underestimated.

After all, notoriety was still fame!

To watch the guests transform, netizens camped in the livestream every day and cursed to their hearts' content. They had forcibly pushed the show into the spotlight and genuinely made this group of villains popular again.

As the final person selected by the vote, Xie Chen had also been included among those invited.

Come to think of it, he had to thank those trash brothers. If they had not constantly suppressed and smeared him in order to send Xie Ran into the entertainment industry, Xie Chen might not have gotten this opportunity.

Of course, that run-in with the Best Actor had helped too...

"I agree. I'll come sign the contract right away."

Xie Chen's decisive voice abruptly cut off Lu Fei's endless persuasion.

Lu Fei hesitated for a moment, unable to believe it. "Y-you agreed?!"

Most celebrities who cared about their image had to think long and hard before joining such a controversial variety show, but Xie Chen had agreed without even considering it...

After a pause, Lu Fei added, "Don't regret it after you sign!"

Xie Chen's laugh was a little wild. "Instead of wasting time on that nonsense, find me more gigs. Sugar daddies are fine too. As long as there are resources and the price is fair, I'm in."

With that, he hung up.

Lu Fei stared at the darkened screen for a long time, unable to react.

Was this still that obedient, timid little nobody in the entertainment industry?!

Had Xie Ran driven him crazy?!

Driving the pride of domestic cars, Xie Chen arrived at the company entrance and spotted a group of indignant fans holding banners.

To be safe, he did not get out. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and observed them, noticing the eye-catching slogans on the banners.

[Xie Chen is shameless. Get out of the entertainment industry.]

[Xie Chen clout-chases. His disgusting behavior has no limits.]

[Xie Chen, ultimate bootlicker. The most revolting person on the internet.]

Their insults even rhymed pretty well.

Xie Chen curled his lips indifferently.

Not long ago, he had merely been an unknown flop. The reason he had been cursed so viciously was because he had tried to leech off a Best Actor on a variety show.

What had happened again?

Xie Chen tilted his head slightly, thought for a moment, then smiled even more brightly.

At the time, the host had held the microphone to his mouth and asked what a certain Best Actor's facial features revealed. Without hesitation, he had said, "There's a problem with his anus and intestines, his kidneys are weak, and he needs to restrain himself."

The host had been unable to follow up after that. After all, that Best Actor was far too famous, and his fans were notoriously rabid. The host had looked so nervous that he nearly stopped the program, terrified of getting dragged into it.

And just as expected, Xie Chen had been cursed bloody by the internet and shot onto the trending searches that very night...

After slipping past the frenzied fans, he secretly entered the underground parking garage and stepped into the elevator.

As soon as it reached the first floor, the elevator doors suddenly opened. Xie Chen casually looked up, then froze, showing an awkward expression for the first time since his rebirth.

Before he could say anything, the man who stepped in on long legs spoke first. "Hello, Miracle Doctor Xie."

Xie Chen: "..." How could this gentleman who needed restraint just wander around wherever he pleased?!

[Warning in advance: Two male leads, two male leads, two male leads!!!

A max-level, manic, sharp-tongued, hot-tempered top star vs. a sickly, possessive, icy Best Actor from Beijing's elite circle

There is no love or hate without reason. Everything has been planned for a long time!

An entertainment industry variety show story focused more on plot, hilariously ridiculous, with no mercy for scumbags.

If you like it, please add it to your bookshelf. If you don't, feel free to click the X and leave. Please don't curse the author—the author has a fragile heart,

And is easily driven to kneel!]