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Mi Xi's soft, alluring "Brother Ji Ye" was like a spark falling into a sea of oil, instantly igniting Ji Ye's long-suppressed desire. He suddenly tightened his arms, squeezing the warm, soft body in his arms even more tightly, and lowered his head to seize those lips so close, which seemed to be filled with the fragrance of venom.
However, Mi Xi seemed to have anticipated this. The moment he leaned over, she turned her head slightly, and the kiss that carried a sense of punishment and possession just landed on his fair and delicate cheek.
The warm and soft touch is instantly noticeable.
Ji Ye's movements froze, and a hint of displeasure and deeper restlessness flashed in his eyes.
Mi Xi raised her hand, lightly pressing her fingertips against Ji Ye's chest, pushing him a little further away. His face remained expressionless, only his peach-shaped eyes shone with a cold yet cunning light.
"Master Ji," his voice returned to its usual clear and melodious tone, as if the "brother" he had just called was just an illusion, "is this the deal with Ruan Xu?"
He was reminding him of the terms of the deal.
Ji Ye stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly scoffed, loosened his grip on his waist, took a half step back, and straightened his slightly disheveled shirt collar. He knew he wouldn't get much more tonight. This little fish was slippery, knowing how to whet his appetite at the crucial moment, but also how to withdraw just in time.
"Let the legal department draft the contract tomorrow." Ji Ye resumed his lazy and arrogant demeanor, as if the previous gaffe had never happened. "He will be treated like an A-level trainee at Xingshuo."
"Thank you, Master Ji." Mi Xi nodded slightly. Having achieved her goal, she said no more. "It's getting late. I should go back and pack my luggage."
He turned around, swiped his card, and pushed open the door of dormitory 401. His movements were smooth and natural, without a trace of nostalgia.
Ji Ye stared at the door closing in front of him, his tongue touching the roof of his mouth, his eyes thick with interest. Very good, this scratchy kitten, he was increasingly reluctant to let go.
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The next day, the GSS limited-edition group "Supernova" was officially announced. Mi Xi's center-stage posters dominated social media platforms and offline advertising, instantly gaining immense popularity. According to the contract, while the group was still a member, their individual management contracts remained with their original agencies, but group activities would be jointly managed by the production team and the operating company.
Mi Xi moved into the luxurious apartment arranged by the company for the group and began an intensive schedule of training, filming, and announcements. Behind the dazzling idol life lies the exhaustion of non-stop work and almost no personal time.
Ji Ye kept his promise and quickly signed Ruan Xu, giving him good resources. Ruan Xu was deeply grateful to Mi Xi and almost regarded Mi Xi as his second parent.
However, Mi Xi's "shackles" soon came upon her.
After a group activity, Mi Xi was "invited" by Ji Ye's assistant to get into the familiar black Maybach.
Inside the car, Ji Ye handed a document to him.
"have a look."
Mi Xi took it and found it was a personal assistant employment contract. The employer was Ji Ye personally, and the person being hired... was him.
The contract terms were surprisingly generous, far exceeding his income as an idol, but correspondingly, the requirements were extremely harsh - all reasonable work and life arrangements of Party A (Ji Ye) needed to be met, and he had to be on call almost 24 hours a day.
"What does this mean?" Mi Xi raised her eyes and looked at Ji Ye who was at ease.
"Literally." Ji Ye curled his lips. "I don't care about your group activities, but your personal time belongs to me. This is the extra price you pay for securing a contract for Ruan Xu."
He used Ruan Xu's contract to force him to sign an indenture.
Mi Xi looked at the contract, then at Ji Ye's determined look, and suddenly smiled softly. He picked up a pen and neatly signed his name in the signature area for Party B.
"Okay." He handed the signed contract back with a faint smile, but there was a barely perceptible coldness in his eyes. "I hope Master Ji... won't regret it."
He signed so readily that Ji Ye was stunned for a moment. Then, he took the contract and smiled widely, "Don't worry, I never do anything I regret."
The direction the car was heading was no longer the dormitory, but a top-notch apartment under Ji Ye's name.
The new gaming field officially shifts from this moment on.
He is the new king that everyone is looking forward to, but he is also the canary in his own private cage.
But who is the hunter and who is the prey is perhaps still unknown.
Mi Xi looked at the night scene rapidly receding outside the window, with a cold curve at the corner of her lips.
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Ji Ye's private apartment is located in the city's top location, with a wide view. It is decorated in the ultimate modern luxury style, with black, white and gray as the main colors. It is cold and lacks worldly touches, just like the feeling he gives people.
Mi Xi was led by his assistant into this spacious and somewhat empty apartment. His suitcase had been delivered in advance and was placed alone in the middle of the living room.
"Your room is over there." Ji Ye casually pointed to a secondary bedroom, his tone as casual as if he were arranging the placement of an item. "The master bedroom is mine. You are not allowed to enter without my permission." He paused, his eyes sweeping over Mi Xi aggressively. "Of course, if you want to come on your own initiative, that's another matter."
Mi Xi ignored the hint in his words, just calmly looked around, then pulled her suitcase towards the second bedroom.
"Wait." Ji Ye stopped him, walked up to him, and handed him a brand new phone. "Use this. Give your original phone and card to the assistant."
Control his communications. Mi Xi understood in her heart, but did not show it on her face, and obediently took the new phone.
"It has my number in it, as well as my assistant's. Tell my assistant if you need anything, or... just come to me directly." Ji Ye took a step closer, lifted a strand of pink hair from Mi Xi's chest with his fingers, and entwined it with his fingertips, playing with it. "Remember the terms of your contract. I'm here whenever you call."
His breath carried a strong sense of oppression.
Mi Xi tilted her head slightly, pulled her hair back from Ji Ye's hand, and said in a light voice: "I understand. Does Master Ji have any other instructions? If not, I want to pack my luggage."
His impassive, businesslike attitude made Ji Ye feel like punching cotton. What he wanted was obedience from this beautiful little bird, or at least emotional resistance, not this... calm, detached calm.
"Go." Ji Ye waved his hand and loosened his collar a little irritably.
Mi Xi pulled the suitcase into the second bedroom and closed the door. He leaned against the door and listened to Ji Ye's footsteps outside, as if he had made a phone call. Then, they faded away, probably heading to the study.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief and surveyed this makeshift "cage." It was a large room with a private bathroom and all the necessary amenities, even vastly superior to the production crew's dormitories. But he knew full well that no matter how fancy the cage was, it couldn't change the fact that it was still a cage.
He walked to the window and looked at the traffic and neon lights below, which looked like toy models. His phone vibrated. It was a new schedule. In addition to the group itinerary, it also included some inexplicable "personal arrangements," such as accompanying Ji Ye to a private cocktail party tomorrow night.
Mi Xi looked at the schedule with a slightly cold look in her eyes.
He opened his new phone, but besides Ji Ye and his assistant, there were no contacts. He tried downloading a few common social apps, but found that their network permissions seemed to be restricted, so he could only browse, not register or log in.
It’s really... watertight.
In the evening, Mi Xi finished taking a shower and walked out wearing a simple white T-shirt and casual trousers. Her wet pink hair hung in front of her forehead, which made her look less gorgeous on the stage and more soft at home.
Ji Ye was sitting on the sofa in the living room, processing emails. He looked up at the noise and saw this scene. Mi Xi's skin was so pale and almost transparent under the light. The corners of her eyes, steamed by the hot water, were a faint red, and the teardrop mole was particularly clear and attractive.
Ji Ye's Adam's apple rolled, he put down the computer, and waved at him: "Come here."
Mi Xi paused, but still walked over and sat down on the single sofa one person away from him.
"Why are you sitting so far away?" Ji Ye was dissatisfied.
"Is there anything wrong, Mr. Ji?" Mi Xi avoided answering.
Ji Ye stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly stood up, took a few steps in front of him, leaned over, and put his hands on the armrests of the sofa, trapping him in a small space.
"Mi Xi," Ji Ye's voice was low and unquestionable, "Put away those little thoughts of yours. Once you sign the contract, you're mine. I want more than just your time."
His gaze was as if it were real, sweeping across Mi Xi's slender neck, delicate collarbone, and finally landing on his expressionless face.
"I know." Mi Xi raised her eyes and met his gaze. There was neither fear nor flattery in those peach blossom eyes, only a bottomless calmness. "But I also have my bottom line. If Master Ji wants a walking corpse, he can use force. But if you still want to play this game, please abide by the basic rules."
He used the calmest tone and said the most threatening words.
He was telling Ji Ye that he could give in, but only on the condition that Ji Ye retain the most basic dignity and the joy of the "game." Otherwise, both sides would be doomed and neither would get what they wanted.
Ji Ye narrowed his eyes. This was the first time he'd encountered someone like this. Clearly at a disadvantage, this person was still able to calmly negotiate terms with him, even... threatening him in return.
This feeling of being out of control made him even more excited.
"Okay," Ji Ye chuckled, reaching out and pinching his cheek with considerable force, "I'll see how long you can hold onto your bottom line."
He straightened up and didn't press further.
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