That was right. The body's original owner had countless ties to the Zhong family.
Jian Ran had never mentioned them because he couldn't be bothered to think about that crap. After all, it slowed down his money-making.
But now that they had run into each other head-on, he had no choice but to sort through it all again.
By blood, the original owner and the male lead of that melodramatic novel were cousins. In plain terms, he was a poor relative of Zhong Fanrui's mother-the mother of everyone's unattainable love.
After getting into Kyoto University, he had gone to them alone for support and spent several years living under their roof.
The original owner was vain and had ambitions beyond his abilities. He saw that his cousin Zhong Fanrui not only came from a wealthy family but was also refined, courteous, talented, and handsome, making him especially popular in high society.
He was surrounded by tall, rich, handsome men, each hopelessly devoted to him and longing to win his heart.
Envious, the original owner secretly watched and studied him. Before long, he discovered something unbelievable.
Zhong Fanrui kept everyone at arm's length, playing hard to get as he juggled promising prospects ranging from domineering CEOs to supermodels and race car drivers, without ever getting caught out.
Now that was impressive, wasn't it?!
As though he had discovered a new continent, the original owner began frantically imitating Zhong Fanrui's behavior, posture, and expressions, hoping to get a share of the spoils this way,
even the scraps would do.
What if one of those promising prospects couldn't have the man he wanted and sought comfort in a substitute?
Wouldn't that give him a chance to climb the ranks and escape poverty?
And so the original owner grew increasingly obsessed, nearly going for