Actually gagged.

I hadn’t eaten breakfast after being kidnapped that morning and was screaming from hunger. The fat kidnapper, annoyed by my noise, fed me three fried dough sticks, a glass of milk, and three steamed buns.

I could have eaten more, but the skinny guy stopped him.

He scolded the fat guy, telling him to stop feeding me, or else he’d start developing feelings for me.

To be made sick by Lu Ting’s disgust—that’s quite a feat.

Even from this distance, I could hear the sound of his calculating mind clicking away.

Bai Xuan’er really did look a lot like me; I guess that’s a common trope in these cliché old-school novels.

I didn’t want this either; I’m just a stand-in.

What a brilliant plan.

These two planned to put on a fake show tomorrow, since no one knew if I was dead or alive anyway.

If I were dead, they’d just turn this fake act into a real marriage.

What a rip-off.

Fuming, I was just about to kick the door open when

a sharp pain struck the back of my neck.

Before I blacked out, I think I saw Bai Xuan’er.

Really bad.

After being kidnapped in the morning, I was so hungry I woke up screaming. The fat guy was accusing me of yelling at him, so he gave me three oil sticks, a cup of milk, and three buns.

Before that, I could still eat a bit, but the slim one stopped me.

He yelled at the fat guy to stop feeding me, and then kept giving me more food just to make it mean something.

Land was disgusted enough to vomit after being made sick by him.

Even far away, I heard him counting down loudly.

Weirdly, Wei Yian really looks like me—this is probably the same bloodline as the old dog. It’s probably the reason she’s been sick so long.

I don’t want to be like that. I’m just a dummy now.

Counting down was perfect.

This pair is planning to act out tomorrow, and honestly, I have no idea if I’m going to die or live.

If I die, they’d just jump into this fake show and make it real.

Too bad. I was about to lash out at the door.

Then I felt a sharp pain in my neck.

After that, I saw Wei Yian.