Chapter 30 Violent "Words spoken in bed should only be spoken in bed..."

The wind blew in through the half-open car window, and the smell inside the car hadn't completely dissipated. Ji Jiazhen's current body heat was even caused by him.

But she said that was the end of it.

Let's break it off.

"You just finished with me, and now you want to end things?"

Wen Siyu's voice trembled, his tone was one of feigned composure, and it carried a hint of "Are you kidding me?"

But Ji Jiazhen's expression clearly showed that he was serious.

He gripped her wrist, his emotions surging even more—anger, but mostly confusion and resentment. "Do you dare say that what you felt during the act was fake, that the climax was acted, and that your kisses were all faked?"

Ji Jiazhen didn't shake off his hand, letting him hold it, but his grip was indeed a bit heavy, causing her some pain, so she deliberately flicked a bit of cigarette ash onto the web of his hand.

"The feeling was real, the orgasm was real, I admit you made me feel great, so kissing you was a natural thing to do when the feelings were deep, but this is sex, not love. I've kissed so many people, you're not the first or the last, you don't even count."

The heat of the embers didn't make Wen Siyu let go; instead, it brought tears to his eyes.

"When you were in bed, didn't you say I was the most compatible person you'd ever slept with? Didn't you say I was the most attentive to customer service? Now you're saying I'm not even on the waiting list. Which of your statements is true?"

"Words spoken in bed only count in bed. We're both adults, do I need to teach you this?"

Her tone was too light, and a faint smile lingered at the corner of her mouth. She viewed him with an detached attitude, as if his current state had nothing to do with her.

Wen Siyu's breathing quickened, and the fishhook tattoo rose and fell with his breath. Finally, he couldn't hold back anymore and yelled at her, "Did you say all those 'I love your father's dad to a dog?!"

Along with these words, a tiny tear rolled down his cheek.

The teardrop, not full, hung stubbornly on the lower eyelid, tangled with the lower eyelashes, appearing even more transparent against the reddened eye sockets.

The tear was so novel that Ji Jiazhen's attention was instantly diverted. She reached out, placed her thumb on it, and the tear stained her fingertip, forming the world's smallest lake.

She had seen many men's tears, some feigned, some pretending to be innocent, but none were as genuine as this one.

"Why are you crying? Didn't you ask me to be the judge? You made it sound so nice. I thought you could accept life or death. Why are you such a sore loser?"

Wen Siyu turned his head, took a deep breath, swallowed the emotions stuck in his throat, and breathed quietly. His gaze fell on her hand that was touching the corner of his eye. He couldn't help but look at her and said in a hoarse voice, "Ji Jiazhen, you can't do this. Explain yourself clearly."

Ji Jiazhen met his gaze; one eye held resentment, the other held a smile.

"Do you think you've been around me long enough and know me very well?"

He looked at her in silence.

Do you remember the theory you gave me that I lack a sense of security?

The same line he spoke at the breakfast shop.

—"Do you know you have a deep-seated insecurity?"

—“You really like to ask me questions like how long I can stay with you, why I love you, how much I love you, whether loving you is worth it. I answer every single one of them, and you don’t believe a single one of them, but you still come to ask again and again, to seek confirmation. Essentially, you love to hear those kinds of questions.”

—"Then don't shut me out. If you don't feel safe with me, you won't feel safe with anyone else."

She said, "You're right about one thing, only one. I love hearing those words, but I love hearing them because I want to see just how many flowery words of love a man can utter."

Time has given her the ability to be cautious, and she uses this ability to discern the constant stream of men around her who harbor ulterior motives.

She knows whose love is a sugar-coated bullet and whose love is sincere.

“A sense of security cannot be obtained from the outside world. My thriving career and the money I earn are my source of confidence and security. I have both of these, so what I lack is not a sense of security.” She paused and said, “It’s a sense of trust.”

Wen Siyu frowned and stared at her after she said the word "trust".

"You say you can give me a sense of security, but you don't even realize that what you're more proud of than being able to give me a sense of security is that you can give me a sense of security better than others. Your focus is on the sense of superiority that comes from comparison, rather than on loving me."

She touched his brow bone, like playing with a toy. "Subconsciously, you treat me as a backdrop to your self-righteous, affectionate facade. If you truly love me, don't be so stingy. Learn to love me alongside them, instead of comparing and contrasting. If the world were a glass bottle, you should expect me to receive love overflowing from its opening, kneeling on the ground praying for the whole world to love me while simultaneously kneeling at my feet thanking me for giving you a chance to compete with the world. But you know, how could I give up the world for you? I would die."

A cold wind blew in, and Wen Siyu felt the chill on her fingertips. He said, "So you don't trust me."

Ji Jiazhen shook her head. "I don't trust men as a group. Lying and deception are in your nature. Gentle and refined men, aloof and ascetic men, cheerful and sunny men, obedient and sensible men... No matter how many adjectives you use, the suffix never changes. You're all men, and you're all good at pretending. Why should I waste my time gambling on whether an unreliable man truly loves me? Or rather, I don't care whether you truly love me or not. Your sincerity is useless to me except for moving yourselves."

Wen Siyu tried to grab her hand, but she pulled it back first, and he missed. But he didn't give up and tried to hold her hand again, following the path she had taken. He just wanted to hold her hand.

"Your logic is contradictory. You're unwilling to spend time gambling, yet you allowed me to stay by your side for five months. You don't care if it's genuine, but you're not just playing around with me. Remember your initial attitude? You said you were a little interested in me, but you didn't sleep with me right away. Why? You never treated everyone the same from the beginning. You said you wouldn't sleep with the same man twice. Count how many times you've slept with me. You're the one indulging me. You're the one making me think I'm special to you. Your standards for me keep changing. What's wrong with changing them again for me? Don't forget, that night on the rooftop, you were the one who approached me."

Ji Jiazhen chuckled, "You're the special one—the richest, the most useful, and the one who can best satisfy my needs. Now I've slept with her, spent her money, gotten the script, and finished filming. You can get lost."

Wen Siyu called her name: "Ji Jiazhen, you will regret pushing me away today."

The way he said it suggested he was challenging her, but why would she want to challenge him?

"I regret things faster than I forget them, so just pray that next time we meet, I won't ask who you are."

The human brain has limited storage space, and there are too many men waiting for her to play with. She can't possibly remember so many people. New people have to come in, and old people have to go out.

He has to make room for others.

*

Ji Jiazhen returned to City A at the end of April. She had too many schedules. After the filming of the movie wrapped up, she went to promote the movie, shoot commercials, and then went abroad to attend a film festival. She was almost blocked in Berlin by a rich second-generation and couldn't come back.

The rich second-generation is the kind of person who is extremely wealthy. He is handsome, generous, and quite funny, but he is too promiscuous and has countless casual sex partners. So even though he pursued Ji Jiazhen for a week, she didn't even glance at him.

The only unpleasant thing this month has been the movie's reputation.

One month after its release, "Desire Angel" has received polarized reviews, with the main controversy revolving around Ji Jiazhen. Many like her, while many dislike her. Some say she made a significant breakthrough, perfectly capturing the character's madness, and that her acting is as delicate and ingenious as ever. Others say she acted poorly and shouldn't try to change her image, claiming she was the most out of place in the entire film.

Her rivals realized she wanted to use this movie to make a comeback to the top tier, so they put out a barrage of negative articles, but it didn't have much of an impact. The movie won all the awards it was supposed to win, and it went home with a bang at the film festival.

However, no matter how many awards the film wins, she won't receive any critical acclaim. What she cares about is whether she can win the "Best Actress Award" in early July.

Before that, she had one more thing to do.

When Duan Qiyin saw Ji Jiazhen's call, the corners of his lips turned up. There had been too many things that made him happy recently, and the news that Ji Jiazhen and Wen Siyu had finally broken up should be the first one.

He used to be jealous of Wen Siyu's natural ability to attract Ji Jiazhen's attention, and seeing him go to the Northwest and stay by her side for a whole month, his heart-wrenching jealousy grew even stronger.

Fortunately, his poor younger brother failed to reform Ji Jiazhen, and he, like everyone else, was manipulated by Ji Jiazhen.

This is a happy thing.

He sounded relaxed when he answered Ji Jiazhen's call, asking her what she wanted.

She replied, "I'm looking for your mother."

"?"

Duan Qiyin's voice choked, unable to tell for a moment whether she was really looking for his mother or cursing him.

"I'd like to invite your mother to dinner, but I don't know if she'd be willing to accept."

That was a polite remark, but she then added, "If you're unwilling, you can handle it. I have to have this meal with her."

What do you want with her?

She wouldn't mind telling him, but for now, she wants to keep it a secret.

"If you're worried, you can come along."

Duan Qiyin was naturally worried. Duan Lan was ruthless and Ji Jiazhen had a bad temper. If he left the two of them alone, one of them would definitely suffer. But neither of them could stand to be at a disadvantage, so he really went with them.

Ji Jiazhen is becoming more and more cunning. She said she was treating Duan Lan to a meal, but in reality, she was the one who booked the restaurant and paid the bill. She even arrived later than them.

Duan Lan was naturally dissatisfied, and her face was quite unpleasant, but she also wanted to know what Ji Jiazhen was up to, so she didn't say anything.

Ji Jiazhen didn't rush to get to the point. After sitting down, she smiled at Duan Lan and asked, "Ms. Duan, it's been a long time. Have you seen my new movie?"

Duan Lan couldn't figure out the meaning behind her words, but she was a little annoyed by her impolite attitude, so she deliberately retorted: "I haven't seen the movie, but I've seen a lot of trending topics about you."

They say she loves buying trending topics.

Ji Jiazhen didn't mind and replied with a smile, "You can watch it if you have the chance. Your youngest son said I acted quite well."

Alarm bells rang in Duan Lan's mind. Her hand holding the teacup froze in mid-air, and she glared at him with a dagger.

"How is he doing lately? Has his arm fully recovered? He almost got into a car accident when he came to see me. You know what that was like? It was pretty close, it scared me to death."

Judging from Duan Lan's expression, she was unaware that Wen Siyu had been rear-ended and injured. The rise and fall of her chest noticeably changed, and she even glared at Duan Qiyin. Duan Qiyin, on the other hand, knew everything, but he had kept it all from her.

She asked, "When did you get together with him?"

“We’re not together. He said he loves me so much that he’ll never love anyone else in his life except me. Tell me, how can you believe a man’s words like that? He was really down the day I told him to get out, and he almost cried. But since he’s your son, I didn’t say anything too harsh for your sake. It’s been over a month, he should be over it by now.”

The ceramic teacup clattered as it hit the wooden table, and Duan Lan's expression hardened.

"what you up to."

Ji Jiazhen rested his elbow on the table, propped his chin on his hand, and looked at her: "I should be asking you, what do you want to do after hearing these words?"

"..."

"What methods are you planning to use this time to force me to leave the entertainment industry?"

She suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "But your youngest son shouldn't just sit idly by, right? He seems to be more sentimental and humane than your eldest son. Besides, he shouldn't be too afraid of you, after all, he calls you... godmother. I don't want to hold him back, but I've really fallen behind in these three years since I left the entertainment industry. When I have no other choice, I have to find someone to help me, and he just happens to be willing. A sincere heart is placed in front of me, and I can't turn a blind eye to it."

This was a risky move; she was gambling.

It is bet that Wen Siyu holds a relatively important place in Duan Lan's heart, and that Duan Lan will take action against her again for him, just like he did for Duan Qiyin three years ago.

She was also gambling on her importance in Wen Siyu's heart, and on whether his love was genuine. After all, she wasn't sure if Duan Lan would fall for threats. If she turned out to be more ruthless than she imagined, she would be repeating the same mistake.

Duan Lan looked into her eyes, which seemed to hide a knife beneath a gentle smile, and cleared his throat, saying, "Just tell me straight, what do you want? Telling me all this is just to threaten me. It seems I have what you want here."

Talking to smart people is so easy.

Ji Jiazhen smiled and said, "When we last met, I said I wanted you to sincerely apologize to me. I don't want that anymore. Your apology can't make up for the trauma you caused me, but your connections can make up for the career I've fallen behind in the past three years. I only want one person."

No matter how extensive Duan Qiyin's network is, it's all inherited from his mother, and most of them are business tycoons, offering no real help to her career. Duan Lan, on the other hand, is a seasoned professional in the industry, having become the China manager of VANAGUE (a luxury brand) over twenty years ago. She has the connections Duan Lan needs.

Who do you want?

Fang Wei.

Duan Lan frowned, not expecting to hear this name from her.

This is a name that hasn't been mentioned for a long time.

Fang Wei.

Meng Xu's agent.

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Author's Note: Chapter 19 is now unlocked, with some modifications.