My mother was the beloved female supporting character in a high society romance novel, and I was her child.

The male lead's father had pampered me since I was young and even wants his son to have a betrothal arranged with me.

I looked coldly at the pair of father and son in front of me, who seemed to be cut from the same mold. "My mother fell for you once, so I'm going to fall for your son?"

No way!

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This weekend I read a heart-wrenching romance novel that had me fuming.

The male lead, despite clearly loving the female lead, kept finding substitutes.

Eventually, he fell in love with one of those substitutes.

And the female lead ended up marrying him and having a child.

I was so angry that I couldn't sleep all night!

When I was about to delete it, I accidentally entered the plot.

I became the daughter of the female lead supporting character.

The first thing I did was tell my mother, "I like girls."

After that, my mother dragged me to the hospital for an examination, and the doctor said I might have been traumatized.

My mother remembered, "Last night, she saw the boy she liked kissing another girl."

I was speechless.

I didn't recall this part of the plot!

The doctor sighed and said solemnly, "Young people, don't be too single-minded. There are plenty of fish in the sea. Why be obsessed with just one?"

I replied indifferently, "So I like flowers, beautiful women, and pretty girls."

My mother quickly covered my mouth and looked at the doctor pleadingly, "Doctor, prescribe something!"

The doctor had never encountered a patient like me and ultimately prescribed a few bottles of tranquilizers and brain supplements.

Let me to be more open-minded.

I slouched in the chair and stared at the ceiling.

Only when I had a clear mind, I didn't want to fall for Jason.

The original owner, Nora, was a love-struck person, even more beautiful than her mother.

With a melon seed face, lotus-like eyes, and porcelain-white skin like fine jade.

She had a soft personality, like a marshmallow, making people unable to resist getting close.

The little girl was good in everything, except for her brain.

She loved Jason.

He was just like his father, also having a lover from young age.

But it was not me.

Father and son were playing Russian nesting dolls.

My mom just got out of the hospital. While she was driving, I opened the car door and jumped out to escape.

But I knew she would definitely send someone to find me.

I would run as far as I can.

However, just as I arrived at my grandfather's house, Jason's Lamborghini came up behind me.

He slammed the car door and said in a harsh tone, "Are you crazy to run around with an illness?"

I cursed back, "You're the one who's crazy!"

Lamborghini frowned and hesitated before speaking, "I heard that you were stimulated?"

I crossed my arms and looked disgusted, "Yes, I saw you kissing Sasha, it's so disgusting, ugh."

Jason widened his eyes and slowly walked over, his hand pressed against my forehead.

"When did I kiss her? Are you possessed?"

"My eyes are good enough, I can see clearly."

"Move your hand!"

I pushed his hand away and walked into the yard.

My grandfather lived in a quadrangle courtyard. Didn't judge by its appearance, it was a hidden paradise inside.

As soon as I entered, I saw a large grape trellis with green leaves swaying in the wind, very pleasant.

Walking further in, under the grape trellis, there was a square stone table made of pure stone, with two stone chairs next to it. My grandfather was sitting there playing chess.

"Grandpa!" I called out.

The old man looked up, smiled and called me, "Nora, you're here."

His gaze passed over me and saw Jason. He quickly waved and said, "Jason, come over and play chess. I've been waiting for you to come back from the bathroom for a long time!"

I turned around in a daze, Jason didn't know how to play chess.

Jason was also stunned. "Grandpa, I don't know how to play chess."

The three of us looked at each other in silence.

Grandpa came back to his senses and threw the chess pieces in his hand onto the table, cursing loudly, "It's that guy again!"

The guy in Grandpa's mouth was Maxwell.

Jason's twin brother.

The two brothers rarely appear together, so there was a chance to impersonate each other. Jason despised it, but Maxwell liked this kind of game.

I was often fooled by him when I was a child.

Grandpa was in a bad mood after being tricked in a game of chess, and he sent us away in less than half an hour.

The old man had such a strange temper. I turned around and said to Jason, "Take me back."

Jason smiled and said, "Are you annoyed with me?"

I raised an eyebrow and smiled back, "Yes, I'm annoyed with you. Give me the keys, I'll drive your car back."

Jason touched his pocket and said, "It seems like I dropped the keys."

He turned back to get them.

He still did not fix the habit of being forgetful.

I opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

In less than a minute, he walked back and sat in the car, quickly fastened his seatbelt, and said to me, "Let's go."

I lowered my head and played with my phone, lazily responding with a sound of agreement.

The car turned out of the alley, and I asked him for a tissue to wipe the screen of my phone. He said there were none in several places.

I scolded him for being senile.

He tilted his head and laughed, with a slightly lower tone.

"Sorry, I'm not familiar with this car."

"It's your car, who else would be familiar with it..."

I was halfway through my sentence when I suddenly realized something and turned back abruptly.

Maxwell leaned over and leaned on the steering wheel, the lip ring on the corner of his left mouth shining brightly, teasingly smiling at me.

I looked at him for a while.

"Why are you wearing clothes from Jason today?"

Maxwell raised his eyebrows, huh?

I said, "He doesn't look as good as you, why imitate him?"

Maxwell's eyes flashed with surprise as he squinted and scrutinized me.

I lowered my head and glanced at my wristwatch. "Hurry up, I need to catch up on the TV series I'm following."

Maxwell's eyes became even more strange, but he slowly raised his arm and started the car.

Actually, during the moments of silence, I was reviewing the plot of this novel in my mind.

This novel was not only a classic example of abusive literature, but it was also extremely long and poorly written.

The first one million words were about my parents' love story, which was the tragic romance between my mother Jane and a scumbag.

The latter one million words were about the second generation story, which included me, Jason, and Maxwell.

We were not a tacky love triangle.

He and Jason have a stable love triangle with Jason's lover.

And I was the catalyst of emotions, the generator of contradictions - the tool woman supporting role.

Damn it, the tool girl was online and irritable.

Could you also mess with the female lead? He had his lover, and you had yours as well.

They were used to their quirks.

Maxwell suddenly broke the silence. "Have you considered what I told you before?"

I looked up, confused. "What?"

Maxwell smiled. "Seduce Jason."

I took a deep breath and looked at him seriously. "Instead of seducing him, why not seduce you?"

Maxwell was startled by me, his mouth twitched, and his expression was a bit overwhelmed.

"Do you like me?"

So narcissistic.

But I wanted to see his continued reaction to collapse, and I approached him with a smile. "I like it, especially your lip piercing."

Maxwell's long and beautiful eyes widened.

I stared curiously at the lip piercing and asked, "Does it hurt?"

He hesitated and answered, "No... it doesn't hurt."

I looked up, very serious, and said, "Will it leak?"

Maxwell's light-colored pupils contracted slightly, grinding his molars and said, "No, it won't leak."

I murmured as I continued to study, my fingers uncontrollably reached out and touched it, and I said, "What does it feel like to kiss?"

Maxwell suddenly bumped backwards, his back hitting the car door with a bang, his face turning pale.

"Who are you?"

"Nora is not a perverted woman."

I didn't know what to say.

Recalling my reaction just now, it was indeed a bit excessive.

I cleared my throat and stood up straight, looking at him with a slight lift of my chin. "Drive."

Maxwell quickly recovered from his shock and started the engine.

After a while, he asked again, "Don't you like Jason?"

Leaning against the back of the chair, I remembered the poignant words of the original owner, Nora, who had a one-sided love for Jason, and my chest tightened slightly.

I said calmly, "I don't like him anymore. He has kissed Sasha. How could I still..."

Before I could finish my sentence, the car suddenly twisted like a snake.

I grabbed the armrest and shouted, "What are you doing?! You don't have to be so excited just because you like Sasha. They only kissed, they didn't..."

Maxwell quickly regained his composure and yelled angrily, "Shut up!"

I patted my chest and said, "You can kiss me back, anyway you two brothers look so alike..."

I suddenly noticed that Maxwell's neck veins were bulging, his profile was tense, and his ears were bright red.

No way?

It was him that day?!

The carriage was quiet for a few seconds.

Clear applause sounded, and I clapped to praise someone in the driver's seat, "You're really something, Bo Jinsheng."

Maxwell shook his wrist, and the car swayed again. He gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Shut up."

Leaning against the back of the chair, I glanced at Maxwell from the corner of my eye, from his red ears to his neck, and couldn't help but laugh.

Nora, your eyesight was really bad. You could even mistake people.

But now that I had taken over your body, I had to change your mind so that Jason wouldn't hang himself on a tree again.

The next day, my sister and I went to the Beach Club to drink, sing, and dance with handsome guys.

Just as I was about to dance closely with a cute guy, Maxwell dragged me out of the private room and said angrily, "If you want to find a man, you should go somewhere else."

I was a little drunk, feeling dizzy, and pointed at his chest muscles, speaking rudely, "What's wrong? Is this place owned by you?"

It turned out that this was the property of the Gates family. Maxwell invested in it for two years and got a return of One billion dollars.

Maxwell held my shoulder with one hand, looked at me like a fool, and laughed, "I'll take you home."

I pushed away his hand and turned around, saying, "Mind your own business."

Maxwell directly picked me up and carried me on his shoulder, walked out of the club, threw me into the car, and locked the door.

I shouted and yelled, "I want to get off the car!"

Maxwell ignored me and drove the car directly back to my home.

Coincidentally, the father and son of the Gates family were visiting my house.

Seeing me drunk and clinging to Maxwell like a boneless person, Jason came over angrily and hugged me, asking Maxwell, "Where did you take Nora?"

My mother and the nanny immediately ran over and took me from his hands and sat me down on the sofa.

My mother angrily pinched my ear and said, "You little girl actually got drunk. Amanda, quickly made a sobering soup."

Maxwell looked up and glanced at the living room, but didn't go in. A hint of coldness appeared in his eyes and he asked, "What are you doing here with your father?"

But Jason evaded the question and said, "It's nothing. If you have something to do, just leave."

Jason snorted and turned around, saying, "Keep an eye on her and don't let anyone take her away."

After drinking the sobering soup, I became a little more sober, but my face was still flushed.

I heard my parents and Ethan discussing the marriage.

My father said, "Jason has watched her grow up, and I am very satisfied with this son-in-law."

Ethan said, "Nora is the daughter-in-law I have chosen, and I will treat her like my own daughter."

Ethan was right. Because my mother was his lover, he loved me as well. He had spoiled me since I was a child and has arranged a marriage for me with my mother.

My mother looked at Jason gently. "Jason is good, but it seems that he also has someone else in his heart."

'How could it be?' Ethan frowned, "This is impossible!"

Jason's face turned pale and he dared not look at me.

Ethan said, "You must marry Nora."

I looked coldly at the father and son carved out of the same mold in front of me: 'My mother planted you once, and I would also plant your son?'

The dung beetle wanted to block the main road - no way!

I angrily left the seat and rushed out of the house to stop a taxi and got in.

"Go to Starlight Apartment."

Starlight Apartment was a gift my parents bought for me when I was 18.

Because it was close to the school, I lived there for four years in college.

After moving out after graduation, I hadn't been back, but I hired a cleaner every month.

I bought some water and snacks at the entrance of the community and bumped into Sasha as I was waiting for the elevator.

We looked at each other and stood still.

"What are you doing here?" Sasha exclaimed.

I quickly recalled the plot, it seems there was such a scene. "I live here."

The elevator slowly closed and went up again.

I looked at her and smiled slightly, "Do you also live here?"

Sasha's family was average, both parents were ordinary workers, and the five of them lived in a 60-square-meter small building.

And she appeared here because Jason secretly kept her here. After Nora found out, he told Ethan, and Ethan punished Jason and Nora by directly arranging their engagement.

Sasha's face turned pale. "No, I came to find a friend."

Friend, wasn't it supposed to be a lover?