After Becoming Everyone's Most Hated, I Was Forced Into a Happy Ending - Chapter 1

I was the neglected second son in my family.

Because my grades were bad, I dropped out early and started working. At my parents’ constant urging, I scrimped and saved to put my big brother through college. I lived on plain steamed buns year after year—until a flashy Ferrari hit and killed me while I was delivering food in a rainstorm.

When I opened my eyes again, I had transmigrated into a BL novel as the fake young master everyone hated.

Honestly, my first reaction was relief.

I didn’t have to live for anyone anymore.

Anyone except myself.

After a day of observation, I figured out that my identity had already been exposed. The story had reached the point where Chi Su, the true young master, had been home for almost a month. Meanwhile, “my” biological parents were both dead. Mrs. Chi couldn’t bear to throw “me” out, so “I” had stayed.

In the original novel, Chi Yi was a jealous, spoiled rich kid. Through one spectacularly stupid stunt after another, he had made his big brother wary of him, disgusted his childhood friend, and given his nemesis every reason to kick him while he was down.

Things were already more or less at that stage.

But as I stared at the dry, straw-yellow hair and lip ring in the mirror, I still let out a deep sigh.

Not everyone got the chance to start over.

This time, I was going to live for myself.

As for the original novel’s brain-dead plot…

Like hell I cared!

If I remembered correctly, the Chi family gave me a hundred thousand yuan in monthly allowance, plus all kinds of cash gifts during holidays. As a broke loser who had spent twenty years counting every penny, I couldn’t help fantasizing.

In ten years, once I’d milked this place for eight figures, I would vanish on the spot!

I hadn’t even finished the fantasy when Mrs. Chi shook me awake.

“Son, wake up.”

With my hair sticking up like it had survived an artillery strike, I crawled groggily out from under the covers.

Her voice brimmed with delight. “You dyed your hair back?”

I cracked open my sleep-blurred eyes. “Mm.”

I couldn’t stand that aggressively punk look. I’d dyed my hair black, cut it into a clean style, and taken out the lip ring.

Clearly, Mrs. Chi had been a victim of the original owner’s violent fashion sense. Tears glimmered at the corners of her eyes.

“My son has finally grown up.”

Unused to that much affection, I looked away. “Mom, did you need something?”

“Take lunch to your big brother.”

My eyes flew open, and I jackknifed upright.

Me?!

The universally hated one!

Delivering food to Chi Qi?!

You didn’t need a brain to guess what he would think: a weasel paying a courtesy call to the henhouse. Nothing good could come of it.

Mrs. Chi didn’t understand all the twists and turns. She only knew that ever since Chi Su came home, I—the fake young master—had gradually been pushed to the side.

Both boys were her sons, and she couldn’t bear seeing me neglected.

My original plan had been to make myself invisible in the Chi household, quietly build up my resources, and survive until the end without getting stuffed into a sack and dumped into the ocean.

But as a fan of the original novel, I knew Mrs. Chi was the only person who had ever treated “Chi Yi” with genuine love.

Maybe the motherly affection I’d so rarely known was simply too precious. I raked a helpless hand through my hair.

“Fine, fine. I’ll go!”