Winning over the Novel's Male Second Lead
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.
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Chapter 3
**Chapter 1:** Gu Yunshen was trapped in a fire caused by a production mistake, and I risked my life to save him.
When he woke up, he had forgotten everything and even accused me online of being the instigator.
**Chapter 2:** He reluctantly agreed to marry me, and I spent months meticulously planning our wedding.
On the day of the wedding, Song Zhixia called him in tears, and he left me without hesitation.
I could have blamed my mere sixty percent progress in my plan.
But this time, even with ninety-nine percent, I couldn't escape the fate of a reset.
The system comforted me, saying at least I only had ten days left before going home.
However, due to going against fate, I would face some backlash before returning.
With a bitter smile, I fought the urge to cry again.
After all the torment I had endured to please him, why fear the last bit of pain?
Knowing Gu Yunshen had filming scheduled the next day, I arrived early to prepare.
I wanted to avoid causing trouble for anyone before I went home.
Gu Yunshen was late, and despite calling for an hour, there was no answer.
The director was afraid to confront him, so he vented his frustration on me instead.
"You're his assistant; couldn't you have coordinated with him in advance?"
But I had clearly confirmed everything with Gu Yunshen yesterday.
I apologized profusely, sending message after message on WeChat asking when he would arrive.
I instinctively worried about his career.
This film was crucial for him; performing well could earn him a major acting award he had coveted for four years.
Besides, the director was a big name in the industry, and offending him would have dire consequences.
While I was frantically pacing, I learned Gu Yunshen had messaged the director to say he was taking the day off for personal reasons.
His reputation was solid, and his status high, so the director believed him immediately and agreed.
But the damage to the crew was done, and the director sent the costs to the agent for compensation.
Upon learning this, the agent blamed everything on me, deducting three months of my salary as a lesson.
She even posted the incident in the company group chat, where Gu Yunshen was, as a warning.
Gu Yunshen remained silent, offering no defense for me.
Soon, Song Zhixia posted a photo on her social media.
In the picture, their fingers were intertwined.
"Hehe, just one word of boredom and the future Best Actor lied to take a day off to hang out with me."
Comments quickly followed:
"Now that's a match made in heaven!"
"Wishing you two eternal happiness. Don't let that awful Su Jiancheng take advantage again."
"Ugh, what does it matter if she tries? Four years and she still couldn't win Yunshen's heart. What a waste."
Gu Yunshen only replied to Song Zhixia, "As long as you're happy, I'll do anything."
He openly displayed his affection for Song Zhixia, ignoring others' insults towards me.
I couldn't help but message him in protest.
"Why didn't you tell me in advance that you were taking the day off? I'm not just your assistant; I'm your girlfriend."
His reply was swift.
"You're just an assistant. I don't need to inform you about everything."
So, just an assistant.
For Song Zhixia, he who never took a day off suddenly requested three, now drawing a line between us.
Indeed, nothing and no one mattered more than Song Zhixia.
I couldn't be bothered to reply further, deleting all information about him from my phone.
I was done. I was resigning.