Yandere Puppy - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

From inside the penthouse presidential suite came the sound of a wineglass shattering, tangled with thick, ragged breaths.

Through the door left slightly ajar, I saw a young man with features so delicate they were almost bewitching lying on his back on a scarlet velvet sofa.

His black shirt had been violently torn open, exposing his collarbones.

At that moment, his cold, pale skin was flushed an unnatural red, and he was breathing heavily.

Blood dripped steadily from his wrist, winding down in a glaring trail of crimson.

“Zhou Ran…”

The instant I called his name, Zhou Ran went rigid.

His blood-stained lashes trembled, and when his Adam’s apple bobbed, it pulled at the bruised, purplish handprints on the side of his neck.

As if afraid to disturb a beautiful dream, he slowly turned his head in a stiff, mechanical motion.

The moment he saw me, Zhou Ran’s pupils contracted sharply.

The violent expression he had worn just moments ago froze in place.

“Sis?”

That trembling voice, thick with tears, made my heart clench.

Five years ago, when I left this world, he had held my waist just like this and buried his face in the crook of my neck as he sobbed.

“Are you going to throw me away too, Sis?”

Zhou Ran staggered as he tried to get up, only to crash heavily onto the floor covered in glass shards.

I rushed over without thinking, but he suddenly shrank back into the corner of the sofa, coughing violently.

Dark red liquid dripped through his fingers.

He struggled to pull his hand back, his sweat-soaked hair plastered to his pale face.

He looked like a shattered porcelain doll.

“Dirty…”

“I’ll get you dirty, Sis.”

“Who did this?”

I crouched down and heard my own voice trembling.

In the original novel, his right hand injury had been mentioned in passing, as if it were nothing. But the wound before my eyes was torn open so badly I could almost see bone.

All of a sudden, he let out a low laugh.

His thin shoulder blades rose and fell with the sound, like a butterfly with broken wings.

“Sis, when you weren’t here, everyone bullied me.”

“I clearly listened to you and became good. So why? Why did they still do this to me?”

He lifted his face, tears rolling down his cheeks.

“They said you didn’t want me anymore. They said a child nobody wants deserves to be bullied.”

My heart twisted hard.

In the original novel, Zhou Ran was a ruthless, cold-blooded yandere villain.

He and the male lead had both lived in the same orphanage as children. They grew up together and had once been the best of friends.

But by a twist of fate, the male lead was adopted by a wealthy couple in Zhou Ran’s place and went on to live a wonderful life.

Zhou Ran, meanwhile, was adopted by a sanctimonious pedophile scumbag. After enduring endless torment, he escaped and ended up sleeping on the streets.

Zhou Ran believed the male lead had stolen the happy life that should have belonged to him, and so he became the villain who opposed him at every turn.

After I transmigrated into this book, I brought sixteen-year-old Zhou Ran home and raised him myself.

My mission was to redeem his ruined life and rewrite his ending.

After I completed the mission, the System forced me to leave this world.

Until last night, when the System found me again.

It told me the world Zhou Ran lived in was showing signs of collapse because the main characters had gone out of control, and urgent correction was needed.

But Zhou Ran had clearly become an outstanding, well-behaved young man under my guidance. So why hadn’t the plot changed?

Under the halo surrounding the protagonist group, he had still suffered setbacks at every turn and had nearly been left crippled.

Worse, the System had malfunctioned. No matter how I called for it, it wouldn’t appear.

Why was this happening?

According to the plot, after being drugged tonight, he would completely fall into darkness.

But right now, there was only confusion and helplessness in his eyes. He was clearly still the little stray cat I had picked up and brought home.

Before I could think any further, Zhou Ran’s suppressed, beastlike sobs pulled me back to the present.

I couldn’t hold back anymore. My heart aching, I gathered him into my arms.

“I didn’t abandon you. I’m back.”

“Then will you help me, Sis?”

His eyes lit up all at once, and he nuzzled his sweat-damp forehead against the hollow of my shoulder.

“What do you need me to do?”

My own voice sounded hoarse to my ears.

“I’m so hot.”

A kitten-like whimper spilled from Zhou Ran’s throat as he guided my hand downward.

One kiss after another landed along the side of my neck.

“Ngh-”

A scorching heat suddenly burned against my palm.

I instinctively leaned back, but he gripped my waist and pulled me even closer.

“Sis.”