The Revenge Manual of a Clingy Person - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

I watched it over and over, trying to understand.
Finally, I replied humorously: [What’s there to borrow? I don’t have to lend it.]
A few seconds later, the message was recalled.
Su Yanli sent a normal message: [Sent to the wrong person. Come to my office tomorrow morning.]
Me: [Oh.]
He went crazy again: [You just go ‘mm, oh’ when chatting with me. Feeling good?]
Tch, after years apart, he seemed insane.
Still, I replied seriously: [Got it, President Su. I’m off to shower.]
Su Yanli: [I’m not free to watch now, no need to tell me specifically.]
Sure enough, he’s nuts.

The post’s popularity surged, more mischievous netizens came to join the chaos. The original poster seemed triggered, got emotional, and posted several times.

[Back then, he liked to call me good puppy, rewarding me with a little whip and handcuffs. He also enjoyed watching me cry. He imprisoned me for three days, and I cried for three days. In the end, he slept with me, left money, and ran off. I searched for him for so long.]
[Does he even know how much psychological trauma it caused to casually let me go? To this day, I still blame myself for sleeping too deeply that day and failing to keep him.]
[Since you locked me up! Why not lock me up for a lifetime!]

Netizen replies: [Bro, still seeking revenge? All I see is an abandoned, broken-hearted mad dog.]
[Got it, he’s blaming the bad man for irresponsibly letting him go. Listen to me, he likes seeing you cry. Tomorrow, go cry, make a scene, threaten suicide, and see if he can bear it.]
[Is OP looking for revenge or love? For revenge, lock him up for three days; for love, go seduce him.]
[Agreed.]
[+1]

OP panicked: [I’m a decent person!!]
After a few minutes of silence, weakly replied: [Didn’t mean the method is bad.]

I was cracking up reading it.
Suddenly I remembered that when I was with Su Yanli, we had plenty of tricks too, and he also liked to cry.
I slapped him, he cried.
I pinched him, he cried.
I kissed him, he still cried.
He cried endlessly, making me once suspect that it was him who was hurting down there.
Later, I figured it out: he probably despised me, yielded under my power and money, so he always shed tears.
After all, the way I got him was indeed not very honorable.

Chapter 2

Back when my family was fine, I was a rich second-generation with more money than brains.
I wasn’t smart, thought I could buy whatever I liked, even people.
Like Su Yanli.
On impulse, I asked: “Classmate, want to date? I’m really rich, and also very handsome.”
He looked stern, blushed with anger: “You’ve got the wrong person. I’m not that kind of easy person.”
The more Su Yanli refused, the more I went for it.
Though his mouth was tough, his legs were weak; with a gentle push, he fell onto the bed with a humiliated look.
I directly took by force, seizing his innocence.
Afterward, he clutched the bedsheet, his eyes reddened, and said pitifully: “An Xun, we come from different worlds.”

What the hell? Just now we were lying on the same bed at negative distance, how come we’re not from the same world?
I smoked a cigarette, thinking he was making excuses, and continued taking.
Finally took him into being a nominal boyfriend, though he was always reluctant and awkward.

Then something happened to my family, the kind where the sky falls and the earth caves in.
My dad’s hair turned white overnight, gave me a few days to pack up and go abroad, and I spent those few days entirely on Su Yanli.
I couldn’t bear to part with him, and with a tragic mindset of “I’ll never feel this good again in my life,” I went crazy with him for three days, not letting him go out.
In the end, I left a sum of money, patted his butt, and left.

Now the debts are paid off, but I’m no longer a young master.
Came back with my tail between my legs, honestly looking for a job.
Went through all sorts of challenges and squeezed into a rapidly rising new company.
On the first day, HR took us newcomers to attend the president’s inaugural meeting.
Colleagues around excitedly discussed how young and capable the boss was, and how shrewd.
I was lowering my head picking my nails.
Then, I heard a sound that made my butt clench.
“Hello everyone, I’m Su Yanli.”
Dammit, the ex turned into my top boss?

On stage, Su Yanli’s gaze swept over the audience. When it passed me, there wasn’t even a 0.01-second pause.
He shifted his sitting position, cold as if we’d never slept together.
Well, yeah.
With the immoral stuff I did back then, it was already the rule of law that saved me from him hiring someone to put me in a sack and throw me in the river.
I reckon he still hates my guts. Now that I’m in his hands, he’s probably going to make my life difficult until I retire.

I scrolled the screen more; the OP’s deep resentment was overflowing, the desperate house-husband vibe almost seeping out of the screen.
Honestly, if I hadn’t seen the word “substitute”, the resemblance was such that I’d think I was reading about myself.