“You weren’t interested in Shishan at all before. But after I said those things to you, you suddenly felt a desire to conquer him, didn’t you?”
"..." Shang Yechu picked up the massager and put it around her neck. "You're really funny."
"Do you want me to continue?" Ji Juntao said sneer. "What do you want to achieve through Shi Shan—I don't know what that goal is yet, but it's probably something like that. Shi Shan is a scumbag, and that makes you feel more at ease using him. You even feel a sense of satisfaction, secretly thinking that you're about to avenge the women Shi Shan has hurt, that you're a heroic executioner, aren't you?"
The expression on Shang Yechu's face disappeared inch by inch.
“You…” Shang Yechu uttered a single word, then shook her head, “You’ve been too tired these past few days.”
“I’m tired, but I’m not exhausted,” Ji Juntao chuckled. “You think you know Shi Shan’s true colors, and you’re vigilant enough, clear-headed and rational enough, so you won’t fall for him. You might even have some trump card that I don’t know about, and you think that trump card can guarantee that you won’t succumb to Shi Shan’s overtures—am I right?”
"Enough!" Shang Yechu felt her deepest, most hidden darkness being touched, and blurted out instinctively, "Don't try to read me. What do you know!"
"Hmm." Ji Juntao patted Shang Yechu. "I don't want to argue with you. There's no need."
Shang Yechu calmed down, turned her head away with a somber expression: "You really don't trust me?"
"This kind of mentality of yours is usually called 'Illusion of Invulnerability' in psychology."
"I'm illiterate, don't try to talk to me in English," Shang Yechu said irritably.
Ji Juntao could only roll his eyes and explain, "It means 'personal invincibility,' feeling that you are special and exceptional. Overconfidence, ignoring warnings and potential dangers. When others try to stop you, you think they are mediocre people who cannot understand genius."
Shang Yechu felt like a fish being gutted and sliced open by Ji Juntao, her internal organs laid bare before her: "..."
“Shi Shan’s ex-girlfriends all had this mentality to some extent,” Ji Juntao said earnestly, like a mother hen. “They thought they wouldn’t repeat the hurt others suffered. How is that possible? Perhaps one in ten thousand outstanding people in this world have a clear self-awareness. Are you one? Are you one?”
Even with his thick skin, Shang Yechu was too embarrassed to admit his excellence, so he snorted and remained silent.
“Everyone who gets scammed once thought they wouldn’t fall for it.” Ji Juntao grabbed Shang Yechu’s head and shook it from side to side. “Even when it comes to money, it’s all about being honest and straightforward. Let alone feelings!”
Shang Yechu's brains nearly turned to soy milk from being shaken so much. She pried Ji Juntao's hands off, saying, "Alright, alright, look how scared you are..."
Shang Yechu admitted that there was some truth to what Ji Juntao said.
Love is a tangled mess, impossible to unravel. Countless people are like moths to a flame, consciously sinking into despair. Take, for example, Su Ge and Qin Tianye, with their significant age difference and seemingly mismatched relationship in every way, yet their tumultuous affair remains a mess.
In both past and present lives, the entertainment industry has never lacked lovesick men and women. Shang Yechu is in the prime of her career, and every day is precious. There's really no need for her to willingly step into the quagmire of Shishan.
But……
Shang Yechu questioned, "If I get selected for 'Half of the Sky,' I'll have to act opposite Shi Shan, right? What will you do then? Will you stand in our way and prevent us from getting into character?"
Ji Juntao said firmly, "There are too many people and too many eyes on set, so Shi Shan would never take the initiative to flirt. The real skills are all off-screen. I will check the filming schedule with the director every day, and then tell Aunt Cai to pick you up as soon as you finish filming, and not to linger on set for even a moment."
Everyone in the company was afraid of Aunt Cai's arms, and Shang Yechu was no exception. A single unpleasant turn of events could send someone spinning like a top.
"What about the rehearsal?" Shang Yechu asked with a forced laugh.
“I can’t control who you act with,” Ji Juntao said coldly. “But if you’re acting with Shi Shan, have Assistant Wang watch over you. If you dare to kick Assistant Wang out, I’ll make you regret it.”
Ji Juntao has completely gone mad.
Shang Yechu protested, "For the sake of Shi Shan, you're going to restrict my personal freedom? Isn't that going too far?"
“If some people could change their invincible mentality and adventurous spirit, I wouldn’t be here correcting them.” Ji Juntao said impartially, “The biggest difference between you and me is that when I take a risk, I know I’m taking a risk, while you often have no idea what you’re doing.”
Shang Yechu broke out in a cold sweat: "Is Shi Shan really that attractive to you? So attractive that you think I'd die for him?"
“Shi Shan isn’t my type. I prefer gentle and delicate women, not muscular gorillas… I’m getting off topic.” Ji Juntao frowned. “But I don’t know what type you like. I can’t just gamble that Shi Shan won’t suit your taste and indulge him recklessly. Let’s cut him off first.”
Having said all that, Shang Yechu was speechless. Ji Juntao's heart was as hard as iron, and Shang Yechu simply couldn't break this dictatorship.
"So you mean I'm not going to accept this invitation?" Shang Yechu slumped weakly on the sofa. The massage device hummed, as if mocking Shang Yechu's half-dead state.
"You're not allowed to go." Ji Juntao leaned over and snatched Shang Yechu's phone. "I'll cancel it for you."
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