Chapter 25 Aren't you going to use me?
Xiao Jiang obediently went away.
He wondered if Chen Jingyang had turned off the air conditioner in the bathroom, because the temperature here was noticeably more comfortable than outside. He examined it closely.
The toilet at Cloud Steps Moonlit Terrace was custom-made from high-quality, snow-white, and delicate ceramic. It features a lightweight and environmentally friendly design with a rim width of only about 6 centimeters. The hotel's crescent moon and cloud pattern is engraved on it, and coincidentally, my knee landed right on that pattern.
Xiao Jiang instantly understood why Chen Jingyang had asked him to come here!
This sign is more effective than any monitoring method—Chen Jingyang only needs to look at the depth and number of logo marks on his knees to judge whether he has carried out the task properly!
If the marks are shallow, it means the time was not long enough; if there are many marks, it means his execution ability is poor and he is constantly moving around.
Therefore, there is absolutely no room for deception!
There can only be one mark on his knee, and it has to be so deep that it goes into the flesh!
Xiao Jiang took a deep breath and consciously checked everything again to avoid wasting all his previous efforts.
Having mentally prepared himself, he followed Chen Jingyang's instructions, gritted his teeth, and stepped forward.
Before long, Xiao Jiang's respect and fear of Chen Jingyang increased even more.
Chen Jingyang is truly brilliant!
(Omitted here)
Xiao Jiang couldn't tell whether it was joy or torment, or perhaps both.
It was bearable for a short time, but as time went on, Xiao Jiang realized that he might have underestimated the intensity of this test.
It's like walking in the desert for three days and suddenly seeing a clear water source when you're extremely thirsty. You want to drink it all down immediately, but then you see a sign by the water that says it's poisonous!
You stand by the water's edge, instinctively pressing your head down, yelling at you to drink! But reason covers your mouth, sternly rebuking you that you'll die!
The agonizing struggle between these two intense desires nearly shattered his will!
This can no longer be called a test; it's more like a punishment—cruel and even cruel!
Xiao Jiang clasped his hands together, his ten fingernails digging deeply into his palms, veins bulging on his neck, his upper body trembling slightly as he struggled to keep his legs steady.
He dared not let go, fearing that if he did, his hand would uncontrollably press against the toilet for leverage, and even more afraid that they would turn off the remote control.
He didn't know how long Chen Jingyang would sleep. Although the door was closed, it wasn't locked, and Chen Jingyang could open it and come in at any time. He didn't even dare to think about what the consequences would be if Chen Jingyang found out that he hadn't been obedient.
After finally getting through a bit, a series of sharp, intermittent pains started to take over my knees, like a swarm of ants biting me. The pain wasn't sharp, but it was very agonizing.
Then, this tiny pain began to spread throughout the body, as if ants were crawling everywhere, biting here and there, determined to drive a person crazy!
The scariest thing is that he doesn't know how long this biting will last!
Sometimes, this kind of unpredictable waiting is more devastating than physical torture, because you can't see any hope, or even find a reason to cheer yourself up.
This is Chen Jingyang's method! It's not drastic, but it's memorable enough to manipulate people silently!
Without a cell phone or a clock in the bathroom, Xiao Jiang didn't know how long he had persevered, or how much longer he would have to endure it. All he knew was that the pain in his knees was accumulating.
But he could only grit his teeth and persevere. Finally, when he was really pushed to the limit, he came up with a stupid idea: he started counting down from 10, trying to fool himself into thinking that when the time reached zero, Chen Jingyang would open the door and come in.
If the door doesn't open in 10 seconds, then continue for another 10 seconds. Eventually, after 10 seconds, Chen Jingyang will push the door open and enter!
Fortunately, although the method was clumsy, it worked well, and Xiao Jiang didn't have to wait too long for the expected 10 seconds.
Chen Jingyang opened the door, and Xiao Jiang instinctively turned his head. The tears he thought he had run dry flowed again, as if he had seen a savior descend from the sky. His lips trembled a few times: "...Young Master Chen."
Few men who make it in the entertainment industry are ugly, let alone Xiao Jiang, who bears a striking resemblance to Zhang Pengfei.
Xiao Jiang was in tears, and a bloody mark on her lip was quite striking, making her look pitiful.
This appearance finally pleased Chen Jingyang.
Is there still power?
Xiao Jiang nodded: "There's still a little bit."
"Well done, you passed, get up."
Four hours had passed, and my bones were stiff; getting off the toilet wasn't an easy task.
But Xiao Jiang knew that Chen Jingyang wouldn't help him.
He let go, pressed against the water tank for leverage, and tried to get blood back into his legs and regain sensation, but unfortunately, he didn't succeed.
The 6-centimeter edge was still too narrow, leaving no room to move. His legs dangled in the air as soon as he moved, while his arms were far from ready to support him. He fell to the ground with a thud.
There was no carpet on the bathroom floor, and my numb legs suddenly fell to the ground, causing great pain.
But Xiao Jiang dared not cry out in pain, biting down the sob in his mouth, and hurriedly apologized with trepidation: "I'm sorry, Young Master Chen, I... I'll get up right away."
Chen Jingyang remained silent, only glancing at his watch.
Xiao Jiang's heart jumped. Without daring to delay, he hurriedly pounded his legs, rubbed them haphazardly, and finally managed to stand up shakily, clinging to the sink.
Chen Jingyang glanced at his knee; there was only one mark, clearly etched into the bone.
He turned and walked out of the bathroom, leaving behind the words, "Throw your used items into the trash can. You can go now. Get ready to go see Zhang Hongkai in two days."
Xiao Jiang's eyes lit up, and he said happily, "Thank you, Young Master Chen!"
"You're welcome. I told you, if you can do it, the third male lead is yours."
Xiao Jiang quickly composed himself, limped after Chen Jingyang, hesitated for a moment while watching his retreating figure, and asked, "Young Master Chen, you...aren't you going to use me?"
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