TCFGBH Chapter 1

The capital city was already quite hot in June.

The heavy nightfall enveloped the earth. In the bar located in the city center, the place was at its peak, with colorful lights flashing and heavy metal DJ music bombarding the eardrums.

Men and women swayed their bodies in the center, brushing against each other, creating an ambiguous and sensual atmosphere.

However, if one looked closely, they would notice that their eyes were not on the person right in front of them but rather on the young man at the center of the room. Occasionally, someone would steal a glance at him, their hearts restless with desire.

“Damn, Zhao Wenhan is so lucky. He’s only been here three times and already hooked up with Xia Yan,” a delicate-looking gay guy grumbled discontentedly.

“I’ve been waiting for three months.” His gay friend looked equally envious, “Give it a week, and Xia Yan will dump him.”

“Next time, keep a closer watch. Don’t let anyone else get ahead of us.”

Most people in the Night Charm bar came specifically for Xia Yan. Everyone already knew his personality—promiscuous and heartless, changing partners more frequently than he changed clothes.

As long as someone approached him after he broke up, he would rarely say no.

The man at the center of everyone’s discussion felt quite troubled.

Xia Yan sipped his drink and discreetly shifted his seat away from the beautiful boy beside him. Seeing that no one noticed, he quietly sighed in relief.

Ahhh!!! Social anxiety is too difficult.

Help! Where is the protagonist shou when he needs him?

“Brother Xia Yan, why are you drinking alone?” The beautiful boy leaned closer, his bright eyes blinking, his body slightly leaning forward. The loose collar of his shirt slipped down, revealing a patch of fair skin—innocent yet seductive.

Xia Yan glanced at him, recoiling as if electrocuted.

He did all this remarkably subtly. After a year in this world, his acting skills were already top-notch. Xia Yan curled his lips into a casual smile, his voice lazy: “With a beauty by my side, why would I drink alone?”

He raised a slender, pale finger and playfully brushed the boy’s chin. “Baby, how about we go out together tonight?”

Hiss!

The people around the booth drew sharp breaths. Whether they were men or women, at this moment, they all wished they could replace Zhao Wenhan, devouring Xia Yan whole and leaving nothing behind.

Zhao Wenhan was also stunned.

His fair face flushed red, his eyes quivering, and his breathing grew excitedly. It took him a while to remember the ‘important task.’ He reached out, trying to hold the young man’s hand, but Xia Yan avoided it, leaving him grasping at the air.

He felt a moment of loss but quickly perked up again. “I’ll do whatever Brother Xia wants.”

“Good boy.”

“Such a vixen,” someone in the booth muttered quietly. The voice wasn’t loud, but it was enough for those nearby to hear.

Zhao Wenhan remained calm on the surface but sneered inwardly. A bunch of losers—seeing how close he was with Xia Yan, they must be furious.

Wanting to show off, he let his body go limp as he attempted to lie on Xia Yan’s lap.

“Don’t get so close. It’s too hot.”

“…,” Zhao Wenhan pouted, looking at him with a pitiful expression. “Brother Xia Yan…”

Socially anxious Xia Yan: “…” Someone save him, please!!!

His gaze drifted lightly across the booth. Naturally seductive peach blossom eyes made everyone feel he was looking at them affectionately, making them wish those eyes would always be on them.

Although he hadn’t said a word, the crowd seemed encouraged and began to speak up.

“Xia Yan already said he’s hot. Why are you still getting close?”

“Exactly! The young ones really don’t know how to be considerate. Xia Yan’s already tired from filming. Can’t you listen for once?”

“Maybe it’s time to change partners. We’ve got so many people here. Just pick someone, Brother Xia.”

…

Zhao Wenhan’s eyes widened, “You guys…”

“Alright, Wenhan.” The man sitting in the shadows, who had remained silent until now, finally spoke. “They all have a point. Xia Yan is a public figure, and a bar like this is full of all sorts. If someone takes a photo of you being too close, he’ll get scolded again.”

Thinking of the online rumors, Zhao Wenhan reluctantly nodded. “I understand, Brother Liu. I wasn’t thinking.”

“Those online people are just nosy. Xia Yan isn’t an idol; he doesn’t need to stay single for his career. Changing boyfriends frequently isn’t a big deal. Why are they complaining?”

“Sour grapes. They’re just jealous that someone can be with Brother Xia.”

“Brother Xia, don’t mind those people online. We all believe in you.”

…

Xia Yan… was silent.

Guys, your morals are really off here.

Who’s clearer about his persona than himself? A frivolous and wanton playboy, a despised cheating scumbag gong, who should be utterly crushed, unable to rise again.

The netizens curse well, curse wonderfully, curse brilliantly.

Xia Yan was a transmigrator.

In his previous life, he was a corporate drone who got hit by a drunk driver on the way home from overtime and died on the spot. When he opened his eyes again, he met System 999.

The system told him that as long as he traveled to various broken small worlds and completed the scumbag gong missions, he could be resurrected.

Isn’t being a good person hard? Then, being a scumbag should be easy.

Xia Yan confidently took on the challenge.

But in the first world, he was already dumbfounded.

The persona of a frivolous, everywhere-wandering scumbag gong is really hard for someone with social anxiety!!! But to be resurrected, he could only bite the bullet and push forward.

Don’t know how to pursue the protagonist shou?

No problem. Search online, and he’ll find everything. Flowers, chocolates, gifts—after half a year, he finally wooed him.

Can’t play a scumbag gong?

No problem, watch a few movies, learn the villain’s vibe, and hang out with a group of shady friends at bars.

Social anxiety makes it hard to accept physical intimacy?

Don’t worry, exposure will lead to adaptation… Yeah, right! Social anxiety flares up, and he ends up with a blank expression, looking aloof and noble, while internally, he’s already on the verge of freaking out.

Fortunately, the system said that as long as others perceive him as a playboy, that’s enough.

Xia Yan suddenly understood: “Got it.”

So, to maintain his persona, he had no choice but to treat the bar as his second home, checking in regularly. He would drink and chat if someone tried to strike up a conversation. He’d find an excuse to separate when they left the bar together.

Perfectly in character.

The system was pleased.

Xia Yan was also pleased.

He looked at the system panel in his mind, which displayed rows of small text—

[Task 1: Meet Tu Xi (Completed).]

[Task 2: Date Tu Xi (Completed).]

[Task 3: Get caught cheating by Tu Xi (Incomplete).]

[Task 4: Expose your secret relationship with Tu Xi (Incomplete).]

[Task 5: To be updated.]

In this fragmented world, the plotline was chaotic, so the system could only access the general storyline.

In the original novel, the protagonist shou had once been deeply hurt in a relationship, causing him to close himself off until he met the profoundly devoted protagonist gong. Touched by his sincerity, they embarked on a romantic and beautiful love story.

And the role Xia Yan played… was the scumbag that made Tu Xi close himself off.

Without him as a contrast, how could the protagonist gong’s deep feelings be highlighted?

[Here he comes, the protagonist shou is here,] the system’s urgent voice pulled Xia Yan out of his thoughts. [Quick, say something sweet to Zhao Wenhan.]

[I’m so awful,] Xia Yan inwardly sighed.

But to stay alive… it’s worth the guilt!

Under the colorful lights, the young man leaned on the sofa, one hand propping up his temple, the other swirling the golden liquid in his glass. His posture was elegant, his gaze dreamy, and he softly called, “Wenhan.”

“I’m right here.” Zhao Wenhan, who had just been scolded, was feeling down, but seeing Xia Yan’s half-awake, half-asleep state, he feared the meat on his plate might escape.

He licked his lips, “Brother Xia, are you tired? Let’s go out. I’ve already booked a room at Huang Yue.” As he spoke, he reached out, trying to help Xia Yan.

But before he could do so, someone grabbed his hand with a strong grip.

The person had a lot of strength, and the pampered young master couldn’t bear the pain, so he cried out, “Damn it! It hurts! Let go! Who are you, crazy person?”

“Where are you planning to take my lover?”

A cold voice came from above. Zhao Wenhan instinctively looked up and saw a familiar face reflected in his eyes.

Light brown hair and pupils, harmless-looking almond-colored eyes. The big star, who usually smiled gently and amiably, now had a dark expression, like a lion whose territory had been invaded, ready to tear the intruder to pieces.

Zhao Wenhan shuddered violently, taking a minute or two to react, “Lover? Brother Xia? What are you—” Talking nonsense.

The last two words were swallowed back due to the intimate actions between the two.
“Brother Xia, what’s going on?”

“It’s just as you see.” Xia Yan pretended to be drunk, grabbing Tu Xi’s hand and sweetly calling, “Baby, why are you here?”

The young man wasn’t willing to give up, “What about me? What am I?”

“A fleeting encounter, just some casual chatting.” Xia Yan captured the essence of a scumbag perfectly. “I never said I liked you; I was just playing around.”

“You… you… bastard!” Zhao Wenhan broke down in tears, covering his face as he ran away.

Everyone else: “…” Xia Yan is such a scumbag, so cool, still wants to hit on him.

Xia Yan silently mouthed an apology.

As Zhao Wenhan left, Tu Xi took the spot he had vacated. Looking at his cold-faced ‘lover,’ Xia Yan pulled out the scumbag playbook: “I’m sorry, I was drunk just now. Deep down, I’ve always loved you, Xixi.”

“Oh?” Tu Xi looked at the young man with a half-smile.

Xia Yan had a striking appearance. He stood 1.81 meters tall, with broad shoulders, long legs, and a narrow waist, his body covered with a thin layer of toned muscle. His features were exquisitely attractive without being feminine—peach blossom eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips, and fair skin.

Like a sleek panther, he was so beautiful it was almost blinding, making people, despite knowing the danger, want to reach out and touch that soft fur.

Even he himself…

Tu Xi took a deep breath, the anger from seeing the suggestive photos still simmering in his heart.

He knew Xia Yan loved to play and craved excitement but had boundaries. Despite his flirtatious words, he had never actually cheated. But that didn’t mean he wasn’t jealous when he saw intimate photos of his lover with someone else.

Especially now, despite being beside him, Xia Yan wasn’t even looking at him, lost in thought.
He wanted those eyes to reflect nothing but himself.

Xia Yan, who was checking the system panel: [Why hasn’t Task 3 been completed? Is there a bug?]
The system was also puzzled: [Let me check.]

[Hmm… Hmm???]

Suddenly, a warm presence tightly gripped his wrist, and a familiar scent enveloped him from above. His lips were seized, and a sweet breath permeated his senses.

???

??????

His first kiss!!!

Xia Yan used all his strength to try to push the man away, but the other man’s grip was too strong, holding him down firmly. After a while, he exhausted himself, panting heavily.

The fiery kiss was like an ocean drowning him.