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Reject Me, You Vile Woman!

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This is a fan translation of 拒绝我啊,可恶的女人 The original author is 帝国の咕咕鸽 Please support them! === Linen transmigrated into a brainless power-fantasy world overflowing with protagonists and plot armor. His new identity? A textbook villain prince — the cannon-fodder love rival fated to be crushed. But then he awakened a system: [The Stronger the Rejection, the Greater the Power]. The crueler the rejection, the more potent the reward. Die like a dog in accordance with the original plot and get turned down flat? No, no — far too basic. The most elite hunters never lack for patience. Ordinary rejections are boring. Only betrayal cuts like salt on an open wound. So what’s the plan? Befriend a scrappy underdog protagonist no one believes in, stand by his side as a loyal brother-in-arms — then, on the eve of his breakthrough trial, reveal your full strength and mess with his head by confessing your feelings. Become sworn companions with a vengeance-driven hero steeped in hatred, only to leak every critical secret right before his revenge plan launches — and declare that you did it all on purpose. Then confess. As for the arrogant, destiny-blessed phoenix-type heroine? You’re the lifelong stumbling block planted in her path to success! And if this still doesn’t get you savagely rejected… ... Wait — you’re accepting the confession? What do you mean you broke out of prison just to thank me? Who the hell said I wanted to spend my life with you? You hear one sentence and fixate on just three words!? Reject me, you vile woman!
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