Chapter 1: Kicked Off

  “Get the hell off!”

  Ye Xian was violently kicked off the bed.

  What the hell?

  Her vision went bck for a second. When she blinked open her eyes under the blinding gre of a crystal chandelier, she saw a man in a white bathrobe on the bed, gring at her with fury in his eyes.

  “I, Jiang Wanze, will never fall for a man—especially someone as disgusting as you!”

  “There’s already someone in my heart, and you’re not even worth a strand of her hair. Stop dreaming!”

  “If something like this ever happens again, I have a thousand ways to make sure you never work in this industry again!”

  The man on the bed had light blond tousled hair, a deep blue stud in his left ear, and a fresh, handsome face tinged with red—like he was struggling to endure something.

  Jiang Wanze?

  That name, that face, those lines…

  Wasn’t this straight out of the novel she read st night—“The Tsundere Film Emperor Dotes on Me”?

  Did she transmigrate into the book?

  This scene was described exactly like this in the original:

  The viliness Ye Xian had been obsessed with Jiang Wanze, the captain of the idol group COR, since the age of 16. To get close to him, she disguised herself as a man and used her family’s power to squeeze into the group. She clung to him relentlessly, day after day. Jiang Wanze grew increasingly irritated and utterly disgusted with her.

  When Ye Xian noticed Jiang Wanze avoiding her, she came up with a twisted pn. She sneaked into his hotel room, drugged his water, took a shower, and waited for him in his bed, hoping to take advantage of him.

  “After showering, Jiang Wanze picked up the gss of drugged water and took a sip. Moments ter, heat surged through his body, his mind growing hazy. He shook his head, stumbling toward the bed. As he lifted the bnket, he found Ye Xian lying underneath. A jolt of fury shot through him—this wretched woman had followed him here. He flew into a rage and kicked her off the bed…”

  And now, here she was—reliving the exact same scene.

  “Still not leaving? Want me to call the cops?!”

  Jiang Wanze roared, though his voice had lost much of its power due to the drug taking effect.

  “No, no—I'm leaving!”

  Ye Xian hurriedly grabbed the scattered clothes on the floor and bolted out of the room like her life depended on it.

  Her swift retreat caught Jiang Wanze off guard. He thought this guy would shamelessly try to take advantage of him, not run off without a fight.

  Shaking the thought away, Jiang Wanze weakly reached for his phone and dialed a number with great difficulty.

  “Brother… I’ve been drugged. Jin Tai Hotel."

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  "Is this news for real?"

  "Can Ye Xian really be this bold? Jiang Wanze isn't just a top-tier idol—he's also the second young master of the Bo family! Does he not fear President Bo skinning him alive for drugging Jiang Wanze?"

  "Maybe it's just sheer audacity. Anyway, Ye Xian's been kept by someone for a long time. Her reputation's already ruined, so she probably doesn't care about this little thing. She might have just given up entirely. Let’s wait and see. If this turns out to be true, it’ll be huge!"

  At the entrance of the Jin Tai Hotel, a bunch of small reporters with cameras had gathered. Ye Xian, wearing a bathrobe and holding her disheveled clothes, suddenly stopped in her tracks halfway.

  Why are there so many reporters?

  Is the news about Ye Xian sleeping with Jiang Wanze already out?

  What should she do? If the reporters get pictures of her in this state, Ye Xian’s career—her entire future—will be ruined!

  Nearby, a cleaning dy was pushing a trash cart toward the back door of the hotel. Ye Xian quickly followed her, trying to blend in.