Chapter 2

Chapter 2

I’m a total little perv.

My favorite thing is lying on my dorm bed in the middle of the night with my laptop, reading smut novel after smut novel.

Whenever I got to the steamiest parts, I’d have to take a sip of water to tamp down the heat.

But if you walk by the river often enough, your shoes are bound to get wet. I accidentally spilled water on my laptop, it short-circuited and electrocuted me, and I died.

Just like the heroine in a novel, I got bound to a System and assigned a conquest mission.

If I succeeded, I’d get a bonus of a hundred million.

Who would’ve thought that after sending me into a new world, the System only told me my character setting was the lustful wife of the male lead in a smut novel, then disappeared.

At first, I was overjoyed by the setup. “This was practically tailor-made for me!”

Then the next second, I screamed in despair:

“I don’t have any information about the original host at all!”

“System, where did you go?”

When I woke up, I discovered that the original host had gotten into a car accident on the day of the arranged marriage, hit her head, become a vegetative patient, and spent two months lying in a hospital bed.

So I naturally pretended to have amnesia.

Then I returned to the home I’d married into.

My arranged-marriage husband was a distant, cold-faced weirdo, nothing like the male lead of a smut novel, but I could see his affection points.

-[0]

To conquer him, I pulled out every trick I’d learned from countless smut novels and did everything I could to seduce and tease him.

The sofa, the bedroom, the kitchen, the floor-to-ceiling windows…

I didn’t spare a single place.

Su Yu’s affection points fluctuated wildly.

One second they were still at zero, and after one kiss they’d jump to sixty. As for when things were pounding hard, my vision would blur with tears, so there was no way I could spare the attention to check his affection points.

Even when I deliberately tried to sneak a glance, he’d kiss me.

“Xiaoxiao, you’re distracted.”

“Getting distracted at a time like this… are you saying this still isn’t intense enough?”

I completely fell apart and never dared peek at his affection points during moments like that again.

Only once, when I got too carried away while riding him and my vision blurred, I thought it had reached 100. I was so happy I passed out on the spot.

The next morning, I woke up and discovered it was 70.

I was disappointed for quite a while.

Over the past three years, although Su Yu’s affection points were always prone to repeated ups and downs, they still rose overall with time, which left me deeply satisfied.

Even not long ago,

all I did was sit in his CEO office, drinking milk and waiting for him to get off work, and his affection points still shot up to 90.

Just when I thought he was hopelessly in love with me,

the System, missing for three years, suddenly reappeared screaming that the red number wasn’t affection points at all.

It was hatred value.

My whole world collapsed!

I couldn’t accept that Su Yu hated me-hated me so, so much.

But when I thought about it carefully, there had been signs all along:

He was sexually frigid and especially hated being touched. So every time I kissed him or teased him, his hatred value would rise.

Everything I’d done over these three years had been torture to him.

If it weren’t for the marriage alliance between our families, I probably would’ve been thrown into the villa pond to feed the sharks long ago.

To reduce Su Yu’s hatred toward me,

I tearfully turned over a new leaf and didn’t dare be lustful anymore!