Chapter 33 Violet "Did you enjoy messing with me?"...

Hotel, room, single man and woman, sharing a room.

It was hard not to think the conversation was a bit off, but Ji Jiazhen didn't care about what others thought. She desperately wanted to contact Fang Wei, but she didn't want anyone to know that she wanted Fang Wei to be her agent for the time being, because a contest awaited her. If Fang Wei was willing to step in, she would be her biggest trump card.

There were two purposes in calling Xu Xiyan upstairs to talk: one was for his own sake, and the other was to make Jian Yi's previous efforts go to waste.

The more Jian Yi wanted that role, the less Ji Jiazhen wanted her to get it. Tonight, she was only one step away from victory. Xu Xiyan was very interested in her, and if she didn't drag her old grudges into it, the role would simply fall into her lap.

But she made the wrong move, and was foolish enough to try to kill two birds with one stone, to get rich quick, and to trip up Ji Jiazhen at the same time as getting the role.

retribution.

Ji Jiazhen had to thwart her plan and find a way to delay Xu Qiyan for one night. She knew that after this night, Jian Yi would be flying to Tokyo for a week of filming, and the casting for the second female lead in the movie would take place the day before she returned to China.

After tonight, she will have no chance.

...

As the electronic music neared its end, the tempo slowed and the volume faded. With a "sizzle," someone opened another bottle of wine, the liquid pouring from the narrow spout into a glass, overflowing with white foam. The people at the table listened to these subtle sounds, the conversation between Ji Jiazhen and Xu Xiyan echoing in their ears. Those sitting together bumped their knees together, a clear signal: listen, they're going to sleep.

Jian Yi bit her lower lip, her hand instinctively grabbing Xu Xiyan's arm. She looked at Ji Jiazhen, unwilling to let him go.

Ji Jiazhen ignored her and tilted her head at Xu Xiyan defiantly, as if to say whether she was going to leave or not.

“Strange words…”

Jian Yi spoke up.

Xu Xiyan stood up, patted her shoulder twice as if to comfort her, but her words sounded like a reprimand: "Be more sensible."

Jian Yi's face, flushed from the alcohol, turned pale instantly. Xu Xiyan withdrew his hand, turned to the side, and walked out, showing her no mercy whatsoever. All the hours Jian Yi had spent with him and trying to coax him tonight had gone to waste.

"Young Master Xu..."

“Xu Xiyan…”

She called his name softly, but he didn't respond.

She watched Xu Xiyan's back, watched Ji Jiazhen glance at her and then turn around with his arms crossed, watched Xu Xiyan follow behind Ji Jiazhen, suddenly stand up, and stare intently at them as she turned to the side. After leaving the sofa area, she jogged a few steps but still couldn't catch up.

A tear welled up in her eye, about to fall. She should try to win Xu Xiyan back, but instead, another name came out.

"Ji Jiazhen!"

The background music then enters a new drumbeat, the melody becomes restless, interspersed with sighs, the environment is noisy, but this shout is really loud, as if it is venting all the grievances accumulated in the heart, a shrill shout filled with resentment and anger.

Ji Jiazhen heard it.

She stopped walking, paused, and didn't turn around.

"Why!"

Why are you always targeting me?!

"You have connections and powerful backers. You have plenty of resources that people are willing to give you. Why are you trying to stop me from getting a role for myself!"

"What exactly did I do in your way?!"

Ji Jiazhen reached out and grabbed something from the table with lightning speed, so fast that no one noticed what she was taking.

But we soon found out.

She turned around and raised her hand.

"Bang!!!"

The empty wine bottle shattered at Jian Yi's feet, shards of glass flying everywhere. Jian Yi screamed in fright, and the onlookers were speechless with shock at the sudden action, finally managing to utter two words: "Holy crap!"

Before Jian Yi could even catch her breath, Ji Jiazhen walked towards her. Each step was forceful, the clatter of her high heels growing louder as she got closer. As she walked, Ji Jiazhen spoke, answering her questions and retorting her grievances.

"Tell me why first! Why do you have to imitate me! I've been out of the industry for three years, and you still drag me out and whip me every now and then. After you've used me up, I still get attacked and dragged down by your fans. Can't I just act properly?! Do you think I can't live without imitating you?!"

"Did I warn you? Did I talk to you? I used up all my patience on you, and you still messed with me tonight! Who's targeting me, you or me?!"

"I should be asking you what I've done to you! I didn't steal your resources or your backer. Even if what I got wasn't rightfully mine, it shouldn't be yours! I was originally going to give you some face, but you had to be so shameless!"

Ji Jiazhen's chest heaved, her height advantage allowing her to look down at Jian Yi. Every second they stared at each other felt like a raging fire, a contest of who could burn the fiercest.

Jian Yi's tears, which had been accumulating for too long, suddenly fell.

Ji Jiazhen lowered her voice, speaking at a volume that only the two of them could hear.

"You only vent your anger on me, never reflect on your own problems, and blame me all the time. You regard the man who treated you as a temporary toy as the savior who led you out of misery, while treating me, the one who truly gave you benefits and advantages, as your lifelong enemy. I hope you won't regret the choices you made. I won't pity you for a second longer. The reason you haven't become famous since your debut is not because you're unlucky or lack connections, but purely because you lack ability. You can't compete with acting skills on stage, so you resort to these crooked methods behind the scenes."

Jian Yi's imposing presence seemed weak in comparison to Ji Jiazhen's. His body's support seemed to suddenly break, and his back snapped open, like a fragile, withered tree branch in winter. From afar, it looked perfectly fine, but up close, one could see that a single kick could shatter it to pieces.

Ji Jiazhen is gone.

Jianyi stood there alone, her shoulders weighed down with exhaustion after her hysteria, and her face still wet with tears.

That's how this circle works. Some people are bound by the rules, blindly following and obeying, losing themselves in the maze. Others figure out the tricks of the rules, feigning compliance while harboring a rebellious heart, going from breaking the rules to trying to make them.

*

As the elevator ascended, Xu Xiyan stood casually, looking nonchalant and carefree. He stared at Ji Jiazhen's back and suddenly spoke, "Sister, I left a table full of people to come with you. If we don't do something fun, I'll be unhappy."

Ji Jiazhen glanced back at him, her smile and 45-degree profile a beauty that could captivate anyone.

"Let's try something you've never seen before."

As she spoke, she reached behind her and hooked her index finger around his trousers. The elevator arrived at the corresponding floor, dinged, and opened the door. She maintained this position and pulled Xu Xiyan out. Xu Xiyan was having a good time and laughed like a bastard.

She swiped her card, opened the door, and looked back at Xu Xiyan. Her face was shrouded in darkness, and the light from the corridor reflected in her eyes. Her hand slowly moved upward, her fingertips playfully dancing on his body. Finally, she grabbed his collar, pulled him inside, and slammed the door shut.

Xu Xiyan pressed down on Ji Jiazhen against the wall, and as she leaned in close, Ji Jiazhen grabbed her chin and twisted her head to the side.

"What's the rush?"

He laughed and pulled his hand away from hers: "It's hot, I'm easily irritated, hurry up."

Ji Jiazhen nudged his shoulder, "We're missing two things, it won't be fast enough."

Xu Xiyan twirled her hair with her fingers and asked her what she wanted.

She named the two items and clearly saw a hint of amusement flash in his eyes.

"That's so exciting!"

...

The delivery was quick; less than five minutes after the call, there was a knock at the door. Ji Jiazhen pressed Xu Xiyan down into a chair while she went to get the item, then turned off the light.

There were two ropes and a roll of tape.

Xu Xiyan stood with her legs apart, looking at Ji Jiazhen with great interest.

"Sister, you're involved in these circles?"

Ji Jiazhen walked up to him, hooked his chin with her finger, and teased him like a dog.

"It's just a hobby. Have you ever played it?"

Xu Xiyan, quick to understand, put her hands behind her back and said impatiently, "You're the first one."

Ji Jiazhen began to wrap the rope around his wrists, making five full loops, tying a knot after each loop, and finally tying it to the back of the chair in a tight knot. After making sure it wouldn't come loose, she started to tie his ankles.

Xu Xiyan was already lost in thought, asking her how long she wanted to tie him up, saying that it would be tiring to keep moving on top, and adding at the end, "But I like this position."

Ji Jiazhen smiled and didn't reply. She straddled his lap and put her arm around his shoulder. "Before we begin, answer one question for me."

Xu Xiyan raised an eyebrow, meaning, "Ask whatever you want."

"I heard that Fang Wei met with your mother a while ago. Could you do me a favor and give me Fang Wei's number?"

Xu Xiyan was getting impatient with her and immediately agreed, "The phone password is 839268. In the contacts, add Aunt Fang as a note. Find it yourself after we're done. Hurry up, sister, it's so hard to hold back."

Ji Jiazhen stood up with satisfaction, took some tape, tore off a piece with a "rip," stood in front of him, placed his right knee on his thigh, and asked, "We're about to start. Anything else to say?"

"Remember to face me directly."

The next second, tape was stuffed into his mouth.

In the darkness, the atmosphere began to sour.

Ji Jiazhen slowly walked around behind him, put one hand on his shoulder, patted his face twice with the other, leaned down, a smile on her face, but her voice was cold, "Did you enjoy messing with me?"

Xu Xiyan looked up in confusion.

"Don't you enjoy the feeling of toying with other people at will?"

Xu Xiyan began to struggle slightly.

Ji Jiazhen pressed down hard on his shoulder, "Don't move. Didn't you want to do something interesting? Tonight, let's experience what 'interesting' really means."

She reached down to touch his phone in his pocket, but her movement was suddenly interrupted just as she touched the edge.

Snap snap—Snap—

The sound of a hand pounding on the door.

Ji Jiazhen looked up at the doorway, and Xu Xiyan looked over as well.

"Ugh! Ugh!"

She slapped him across the face again. "Shut up."

Ji Jiazhen walked to the door and saw the person knocking through the peephole.

Wen Siyu had a cold face, and also a red face.

He was quite tipsy from all that drinking, and the effects of the alcohol must have kicked in by now. The fact that he was still able to find his way back here shows he has a high alcohol tolerance.

She glanced back at Xu Xiyan, a short laugh escaping her nose. The doorknob clicked open.

Wen Siyu looked at her and met her gaze. Just as he was about to speak, she stepped aside, and the light from the corridor spread into the room. In the dim light, he saw Xu Xiyan tied to a chair, the black tape on the lower half of her face reflecting light slightly.

“Let’s play together,” Ji Jiazhen said.

Wen Siyu frowned, glanced at her, then looked at Xu Xiyan, took two steps forward, and closed the door.

"What's going on?" His voice was hoarse.

Ji Jiazhen crossed her arms. "So you know what's going on? Explain yourself first. What are you doing?"

Wen Siyu did not answer, his eyes were down. Suddenly he reached out and pried her arm off, untied her arms, found her right hand, held it, and took a step forward, getting closer to her.

He lowered his head, his voice even softer than before, tinged with an unreadable emotion, and said, "I was wrong."

Ji Jiazhen stared at him for two seconds, then shook off his hand. "Stop acting, there are people watching."

Wen Siyu turned her head and looked at the person she was talking about, the one whose hands were tied with rope and whose mouth was gagged with tape. He then took Ji Jiazhen's hand and said, "My cousin likes innocent girls. Don't play with him. Play with me. I like girls like you."

Ji Jiazhen chuckled, "If you hadn't knocked, we would have both hit a home run."

The implication was that they were annoyed that he was disturbing them.

Wen Siyu took a breath, exhaled, then took another breath. The breath was stuck in his chest, and he couldn't get it up. He was so angry.

He walked inside, picked up the glass ashtray from the coffee table, weighed it in his hand, and strolled over to Xu Xiyan, staring at him.

Xu Xiyan turned her head and looked up at him, meeting his unreadable eyes and the ashtray that looked particularly heavy.

"Ugh?? Ugh ugh ugh!!!"

He said the same thing as Ji Jiazhen: "Shut up."

Xu Xiyan was terrified and screamed even louder.

Ji Jiazhen remained silent, watching the two brothers with great interest, wondering whether he should add fuel to the fire and speculate whether Wen Siyu's ashtray would hit Xu Xiyan's face or the back of his head.

Neither.

He stopped and threw the ashtray on the ground.

Xu Xiyan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a sense of relief at surviving a disaster. Ji Jiazhen couldn't bear to see him unharmed, and said the moment Wen Siyu turned around, "He said he likes the front-facing woman-on-top position."

Wen Siyu's fist was so fast that Xu Xiyan didn't even have time to react. By the time he realized what had happened, he could no longer see anything with his left eye, and the pain was so intense that he felt dizzy.

"Ugh!!!"

This wail made Ji Jiazhen laugh.

Hearing her laughter, Wen Siyu walked over and lowered his head when he stood in front of her. The nearly 1.9-meter-tall man looked exceptionally docile at that moment. His voice was a little aggrieved, and he said the same thing again: "I was wrong. Let's go next door and talk. I don't want him to see."

Ji Jiazhen wanted to know just how drunk Wen Siyu was and how much his apology could actually do, so she nodded, went back to get Xu Xiyan's phone, ignored Xu Xiyan's screaming, and went next door with Wen Siyu.

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Author's Note: Who dares to guess what this drunken little dog will do? ovo