CHAPTER 3

Yibo stared at his reflection one last time, then let a slow, knowing smirk curl across his lips. He whispered to himself, "Alright, author... if this is a punishment, then I'm playing to win."

He pressed the "Nurce-call" button and waited. When his parents—Wang Huang Ziteng and Wang Carman Lee—walked in, the panic in their eyes made something twist in his chest... but he masked it with a warm, almost innocent smile.

He said to them, "I think I just needed rest... I feel so much better now."

Huang Ziteng released a sigh of relief and said with a smile on his face, "Thank god... I was so worried, sweetheart."

Carman Lee who was as much worried as his husband smile a little too and came forward to caress his cheek softly and said, "We'll take you home, okay? You need time to heal."

Yibo nodded and replied, "Yeah. Home sounds perfect."

That hugged him like he was a fragile glass. He hugged back like the good boy they believed he was.

But inside?

Wang Yino was awake.

Not just in this world, but in the game now.

He wasn't going to be some desperate side character who died pathetically for the sake of someone else’s love story.

No.

He was gonna rewrite the damn plot!

He thought with a smirk, "Xiao Zhan. Cold CEO with a weakness for soft boys. Song Jiyang. The precious cinnamon roll love interest. Me? The 'obsessed stalker'? Nah. I'm the 'wildcard' now."

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As the gates of their luxurious estate opened, Yibo cracked his knuckles and grinned.

"Let the game begin."

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It all started making sense.

The Wang Yibo of this world—the book world—was planning to confess to Xiao Zhan.

Again.

For the god knows how many times.

Obsessed.

Desperate.

Pathetic.

And right before he could drop that cringe love confession bomb... bam!

Accident.

Hospital.

On bed.

And that's when real Yibo—29, hot as hell and sharp as a damn dagger—crashed-landed into this messy, lovesick character's body.

Now?

He was a gorgeous 20-years-old with stupidly soft skin, pampered heir, and two doting parents who kept hovering over him like he might break.

He muttered, "I'm not gonna shatter if I blink twice, you know."

Huang Ziteng and Carman Lee ignored the sass.

"You almost died, Yibo. Let us take care of you." Replied his dad.

Carman Lee pouted and said, "You're baby. Now let your mom feed you soup."

And while Yibo pretended to be overwhelmed and emotional, deep down inside he was cackling. But the real twist? Came at breakfast.

"I've decided not to chase Xiao Zhan anymore."

Utter silence.

Carman Lee dropped her spoon. Huang Ziteng looked like someone had unplugged his brain.

He asked with disbelief, "W–what? You... what?" His wife stood up from the chair to pick up the spoon, again sat down on her chair, and finally asked with a worried tone in her voice, "Is this... is this a phase? Are you okay? Do you have a fever again?!"

Yibo smiled slightly and said, "Nope. I'm just done being pathetic. I have self-respect now."

Both parents looked like they were about to pass out. But after the initial shock and dramatic parenting meltdown, they finally smiled. For the first time in forever, they felt peace.

His dad said smilingly, "I'm... proud of you."

Wang Yibo just smiled in response and thought, "Yeah, well... I'm proud of me too. Now let me just casually ruin the plot from the inside out."

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