Transmigrated into the body of a tycoon's son's ex-boyfriend

Let's do it once.

"...What?"

Seeing the man's wide eyes and astonished expression, Lu Yu obediently repeated:

"Xi Jin, let's do it once."

……

Three hours ago, Lu Yu had an accident while filming, being suspended by wires.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself transmigrated into a BL (Boys' Love) novel about a wealthy family with two strong protagonists.

He became the gold-digging, cannon fodder ex-boyfriend of the protagonist, Song Xijin, whom he dated for half a year.

The original owner met Song Xijin at a bar.

One is a poor young man working part-time at a bar, and the other is a chaebol heir.

Song Xijin was attracted to Lu Yu's good looks, while Lu Yu was attracted to the money in Song Xijin's pocket.

After a few visits, the two started dating.

In reality, Lu Yu had long had his eye on Song Xijin, this human ATM.

He came from a poor family and finally managed to get into Beijing. He dreamed of transcending his social class.

After getting together with Song Xijin, he was able to pretend at first, but later his true nature was gradually revealed.

They would ask for money and gifts every now and then.

Song Xijin was initially attracted to his face.

As long as it's not excessive, I'll give you whatever you want.

After dating for six months, Song Xijin gradually grew tired of it.

No matter how good one's appearance is, it cannot hide the greed and shallowness within.

He ignored Lu Yu for half a month.

I broke up with him.

Just as Song Xijin had expected, Lu Yu, unable to get her way, demanded a breakup fee.

He's not a stingy person.

It was given.

Lu Yu took the money and squandered it, even forgetting that his own mother was still in the hospital waiting for surgery.

After he spent all the money, he wanted to go back to his old ways.

He got entangled with several rich second-generation heirs, including Song Xijin's brother.

These rich kids aren't as kind as Song Xijin; messing with him is just a waste of their time.

Lu Yu was hurt and heartbroken, and had not received any money. He then thought of Song Xijin.

In his eyes, Song Xijin was a rich but foolish person.

Although his face was very cold.

They won't let me kiss them, and they won't let me sleep with them.

Fortunately, the person is quite generous.

Driven by greed, he began to relentlessly pursue Song Xijin, trying every means to find out where she would appear.

Even after Song Xijin dealt with him several times, he remained unrepentant.

Until Song Xijin's childhood sweetheart, Tan Yanshan, returned to China.

Tan Yanshan is no benevolent person.

After learning about Lu Yu, he immediately sent someone to break Lu Yu's legs.

Get him out of Beijing.

Lu Yu was forced to return to his hometown, but he didn't want to work properly.

Ultimately, because of his limp, but at least he still had his face, he became a cheap male model in nightclubs.

He contracted the disease and died in less than two years.

When Lu Yu arrived, she was changing into her work clothes in the bar's staff lounge.

The original owner didn't want to work anymore and took several days off.

I only rushed back to work because I heard that Song Xijin had a meeting tonight.

Song Xijin has been ignoring him for half a month.

He knew it too.

The other person is tired of him and is ready to break up.

Song Xijin is the heir to the wealthy Song family, and of course he doesn't want to give up this golden opportunity.

He wanted to salvage the relationship.

Even if it doesn't work out, we should still try to make one last quick buck.

But Lu Yu transmigrated.

He didn't want to continue this ill-fated relationship.

Having been given a second chance at life, he certainly didn't want his legs broken.

Since Song Xijin wants to break up, then let's break up.

He didn't plan to return the luxury goods that Song Xijin had given to the original owner; he would sell them and use the proceeds to pay for the original owner's mother's surgery.

Lu Yu never liked to fight for things; what's his is his.

In the past, he was not competitive or aggressive in the entertainment industry, and his rivals' fans even mocked him for his "gentle and unassuming" persona.

"Lu Yu, come out and deliver the wine."

"They're here."

Lu Yu composed herself and left the lounge.

The bar manager was waiting for him outside.

The man, in his thirties, had worked at this bar for almost 10 years and had seen all sorts of people.

They've long since become incredibly shrewd and calculating.

He knew perfectly well what was going on between Lu Yu and Song Xijin.

They just never mention it.

For rich kids in these circles, dating a few pretty boys is nothing new.

He's seen too much.

However, it is indeed rare for someone like Lu Yu to be noticed by the young master of the Song family and to have a proper relationship with him for half a year.

In other words, her face is pretty enough.

Who is Song Xijin?

The only son of the Song family, the sole heir to the Song Group, and a member of the elite elite in Beijing.

Don't tell me he's just a small bar manager.

Even small business owners worth hundreds of millions might not have the connections to get a word in with Song Xijin.

The manager's gaze swept over Lu Yu.

Standing at 1.87 meters tall, he's a natural clothes hanger.

The bar staff all wore the same white shirts, which looked like work uniforms to everyone else.

He was dressed as if he were wearing a high-end custom-made piece from some luxury brand.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long, straight legs.

The black trousers were tucked into his waist, creating a perfectly defined waistline that made him look tall and handsome.

Such a figure, such a look.

No wonder Song Xijin was attracted to her.

But these rich kids, aren't they all just hot-headed for a short time?

If you get tired of it, you can just throw it away.

The manager patted Lu Yu on the shoulder, gestured with his chin towards the VIP booth, and said in a low voice:

"Young Master Song has a gathering tonight, with several friends coming over. Go keep an eye on things at that table and don't neglect them."

After saying that, he added:

"They're all big customers who store wine. If we treat them well, we'll let them store a few more bottles later."

Lu Yu looked in the direction the manager indicated.

I spotted Song Xijin sitting in the middle at a glance.

The bar was dimly lit, with an ambiguous glow falling on everyone.

Song Xijin sat right in the center of the circular booth, and people around him naturally centered around him.

Even her sitting posture was slightly tilted towards him.

He looked to be in his mid-twenties, wearing a dark gray V-neck shirt and a thin collarbone chain around his neck that sat perfectly in the hollow of his collarbone.

It added a touch of sexy allure.

The cuffs were rolled up to the elbows, revealing a section of delicate wrists.

Her skin was dazzlingly white.

He wore a watch on his wrist, a low-key style.

Those in the know understand that that watch is worth half a house in Beijing.

Her slightly long bangs covered half of her eyebrows, making her face appear even more noble and aloof.

High but not protruding brow bones, slightly sunken eye sockets, and upturned eye corners give off a natural sense of aloofness.

It's really beautiful.

It was really cold.

When Lu Yu looked over, Song Xijin was leaning back on the sofa, her left hand casually resting on the armrest, and her right hand holding a wine glass.

He tilted his head slightly to listen to the person next to him.

His expression wasn't exactly impatient, but it certainly wasn't enthusiastic either.

The corners of his mouth didn't curve much.

He looked rather uninterested.

He probably didn't really want to attend this kind of event, but he couldn't refuse because of social obligations.

Lu Yu didn't have any extra feelings for Song Xijin.

After all, he had only been here for less than half an hour.

But the original owner's memories remain.

The images of his time with Song Xijin would occasionally flash through his mind, giving him some understanding of the person.

They are proud, picky, and difficult to please.

She is truly generous.

He's so much better than those bastards who freeload and then curse at others.

Unfortunately, even the most generous people eventually break up.

Lu Yu had no intention of trying to keep him.

He knew the original owner's fate.

Song Xijin is now tired of him and has no interest in him whatsoever.

Having been given a second chance at life, he would never risk his life for a man who had no feelings for him.

Breaking up is fine, it's not a big deal.

He has hands and feet; he can live without Song Xijin.

These thoughts swirled in his mind, but nothing was visible on his face.

Lu Yu carried the tray toward the booth.

As he got closer, the people in the booth finally noticed him.