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Winning over the Novel's Male Second Lead

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After becoming an NPC in a romance novel, the system in the novel tasked me with winning over the novel's male second lead. He asked me to attend to his needs, and I even massaged his shoulders and legs. When he craved pizza from across town late at night, I went out to buy it for him. Just as I was about to reach ninety-nine points in my strategy, the female lead kissed him right in front of me. At that moment, my progress reset to zero. The system asked me, "You've failed for the third time. Do you want to continue?" I felt utterly defeated. "No, I want to go home," I replied. In an instant, I saw him suddenly look up, his eyes filled with panic as he stared at me.

Winning over the Novel's Male Second Lead Chapter 1

After becoming an NPC in a romance novel, the system tasked me with winning over the novel's second male lead.

He required me to assist him with tasks and offer support, and even run errands like fetching dumplings from ten kilometers away in the dead of night.

Just as I was about to complete my mission, the female lead kissed him right in front of me.

At that moment, my score reset to zero.

The system asked, "You failed for the third time. Do you want to continue?"

I felt utterly defeated.

"No, I want to go home."

In that instant, I saw him suddenly lift his head, panic written all over his face as he looked at me.

...

Song Zhixia lost a dare and had to choose a boy to kiss on the spot. Without hesitation, she chose my fiancé, Gu Yunshen.

At the time, I was sitting beside him, meticulously peeling the white strands off the orange he wanted to eat.

Gu Yunshen's friend glanced at me.

"You won't mind, right? It's just a game."

Gu Yunshen wrapped his arm around my shoulder and shot a cold look in their direction.

"Please, spare me."

His friend was taken aback, saying how lucky I was to be loved by Gu Yunshen.

But he didn't know that the grip on my shoulder was painfully tight, and when I looked at him for help, his gaze was fixed on Song Zhixia, oblivious to my discomfort.

Today was a class reunion, and Song Zhixia had been the most popular girl in school back then. Everyone was egging her on to kiss someone quickly.

Tears sparkled in her eyes, but she forced a smile, her gaze locked on us.

A man who had once failed to win her affections wrapped his arm around her shoulder.

"Gu Yunshen doesn't want to, but it's okay, I'm here."

The man grinned in a sleazy manner and kept inching closer.

"Just one quick kiss, come on."

Gu Yunshen bowed his head, taking the peeled orange and popping it into his mouth.

He smiled as gently as ever, even breaking off a piece to feed me.

But I saw his relationship score drop further.

I knew he was hurting, using me as a distraction.

Song Zhixia held back tears, and just as their lips were about to touch, she pushed him away forcefully.

"I don't want to."

The orange paused at my lips.

"There's only ever been one person in my heart.

I know he's about to get married, but I want to be brave today."

With that, Song Zhixia marched over, pulled me aside, and kissed Gu Yunshen.

The room fell silent.

Gu Yunshen didn't resist; he even pulled her into his arms to deepen the kiss as she started to leave.

The orange fell from my hand, rolling away and becoming dirty.

It was spoiled.

The system's voice in my head shouted in frustration.

"Do you remember you have a girlfriend, second male lead?"

Sadly, no one but me could hear it.

The alarm in my mind kept blaring, "Relationship score reset! Relationship score reset!"

After the prolonged embrace, breathless and with arms around each other, their eyes lingered with longing.

The next moment, Zhou Jing'an lifted Song Zhixia into his arms and carried her out in front of everyone.

The system asked me dejectedly, "You failed for the third time. Do you want to continue?"

I felt utterly defeated and shook my head repeatedly.

"No, I want to go home."

In the corner of my eye, I saw Gu Yunshen pause for a moment, but then he left without looking back, leaving me humiliated in front of everyone.

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