“The literal meaning.”
Jiang Chi smiled and patted her cheek once more.
“Let our mighty School Tyrant Ji step offline for a while, so I can have a chat with my Qingchan. Of course, I know as the primary personality of a dual personality patient, you can hear all the conversations between her and me.”
Ji Yuennian: ???
Has Jiang Chi… lost his mind?
Dual personality? Where did she get a dual personality? Maybe indecisiveness, sure. Hiss! Could it be he can’t accept that his adorable little girlfriend is actually a man, so he just snapped?
Aunt Chen, I’m sorry!
I didn’t expect things to turn out like this, I just wanted to have a bit of fun, who knew your precious son would be so devoted, so fragile. Aunt Chen, if you don’t mind, how about I become your godson?
“Um… um…” Ji Yuennian looked at Jiang Chi, a flicker of guilty panic in her eyes. “Is it possible that I am ‘Ji Qingchan’? All those times before, it was just me acting with you…”
Her words were abruptly cut off. A large hand clamped tightly around her slender neck, forcing her to swallow the rest of her sentence. That cold voice, like a demon from hell, sent chills down her spine.
“What did you say?”
“How dare you slander my Qingchan!!”
“Ji Yuennian, don’t think that just because ‘Ji Qingchan’ is inside you, her life tied to yours, that you can rest easy forever. I have plenty of ways to destroy you, from the inside out!!”
As he spoke, a bottomless gloom and killing intent flashed in his eyes.
His grip tightened, and Ji Yuennian’s face flushed red from lack of oxygen. Just as she was about to pass out, Jiang Chi suddenly let go. Ji Yuennian collapsed onto the chair, gasping desperately for air.
However, Jiang Chi was far from finished. A flash of madness flickered in his eyes as he turned and picked up an electric shock collar from the nearby table.
This was originally prepared for Ji Qingchan. The world is so big, and so dangerous. Just recalling that red handprint on Qingchan’s face from a previous work dispute had made Jiang Chi heartache for a long time.
He wanted to protect his Qingchan, to keep her forever away from the chaotic, worldly affairs. He wanted her to always keep that pure, innocent heart.
So, he needed to lock her away.
“Damn it! Jiang Chi! Calm down!!”
“I really know I was wrong! Our families have been close for generations!”
“Jiang Chi, I * your ancestors for eighteen…”
Electricity surged through her body, rattling her to the bone. Ji Yuennian felt like she was about to fall apart!
“Ahhhhhhhh!!!”
After being “tortured” for a while, and seeing that Ji Yuennian would rather die than let “Ji Qingchan” come out, Jiang Chi simply left with a gloomy face, leaving the basement to think of other methods.
In the vast, dim basement, only Ji Yuennian remained. Her body tingled all over, dizziness clouded her vision, her legs were weak and she nearly collapsed.
Damn! I’ve really run into a psycho!
No! I have to find a way to save myself!
*****
“Marshmallow, Green-robed Shota, Double-sided Coin, Gender swap…”
In the living room, Jiang Chi wrote down the scant bits of information he’d extracted these past few days in his notebook.
Since “Ji Qingchan” was inside Ji Yuennian’s body, Jiang Chi had his misgivings and refrained from using torture or heavy-handed methods, opting instead for more subtle, roundabout techniques—a soft blade approach.
Tickling, potent aphrodisiacs, all sorts of small toys—nothing that would harm the body, but enough to torment the mind. The list was endless.
Over these days, Jiang Chi had come to understand Ji Yuennian quite thoroughly—loved her pride, her reputation, but above all… desire.
That’s right, desire. As the primary personality, Ji Yuennian was just like the secondary “Ji Qingchan,” prone to sinking into pleasure. Once she’d tasted the forbidden fruit, she never wanted to return to innocence.
Perhaps this was the one thing the two personalities shared.
Jiang Chi recorded the information while thinking to himself.
But whenever he thought of “Ji Qingchan,” his head ached. Temptation could draw out Ji Yuennian’s secrets, but when it came to “Ji Qingchan,” even when Ji Yuennian was crying and begging for satisfaction, she stubbornly refused to let “Ji Qingchan” appear before him.
She would even continue sobbing, “There really is no Ji Qingchan,” “I was lying to you before,” “I won’t dare again,” “Please, just satisfy me,” “I’ll even call you daddy!!”
Hmph! Does she take him for a fool?
Ji Qingchan doesn’t exist?
Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
It must be Ji Yuennian spreading lies and nonsense!
His Qingchan had always existed, always!
With that thought, Jiang Chi looked at the appointment interface on his phone: Wanquan City Jiayi Private Hospital—a seemingly normal hospital, but in truth hiding filth beneath the surface.
Jiang Chi had added it after befriending a group of rich heirs, leveraging his own status as a second-generation tycoon.
The hospital’s projects catered to the wealthy: cosmetic surgery, private pet arrangements, everything imaginable, all with first-class service.
He’d said before, Jiang Chi was a pragmatist. It didn’t matter what kind of business the hospital conducted—so long as it was useful to him, he would pay.
Personality separation, personality correction, personality therapy—
Professional matters should be left to the professionals.
Just thinking about how he’d soon be able to see “Ji Qingchan” again, a twisted smile curled Jiang Chi’s lips. Once Qingchan was back, he would lock her away—forever, loving only him, belonging only to him.
*****
“Jiang Chi, calm down!”
“You can’t go through with this imprisonment!!”
“Untie me first, let’s have a proper talk.”
“Our families are business partners—you have to think of the bigger picture!”
Back in the basement, as Ji Yuennian watched Jiang Chi enter with a glass of ice water, she shouted and struggled, but the quality of the ropes binding her was far too good—no matter how hard she fought, they wouldn’t budge.
These past days, she’d been “tormented” plenty. She’d thought it would be torture and torment, but instead it was various toys used on her—either drooling in incontinence, or so overwhelmed with pleasure her eyes rolled back, caught between euphoria and despair.
“Our great School Tyrant Ji begging for mercy—how rare,” Jiang Chi sneered, placing the cup on the table.
“Didn’t you want to see me break down in tears? Didn’t you want to watch me sobbing my heart out? Didn’t you just seduce innocent Qingchan to trick me?”
“Ji Yuennian, why are you panicking now?”
“Um… I know I was wrong, can we talk it over?” Ji Yuennian swallowed hard, her gaze shifting evasively.
She never expected things to go this far. For half a month she’d been immersed in playing “Ji Qingchan” without a single slip, so how did Jiang Chi see through her disguise?
She had imagined Jiang Chi’s anger when her identity was revealed, but at most she thought it’d be fists between men—Jiang Chi beating her until she was black and blue, but not this—being locked away in a dark room.
This isn’t manly at all!
If he had the guts, he should untie her and face her in a real fight. Ji Yuennian was sure she could beat Jiang Chi so badly his own mother wouldn’t recognize him!
“Um… I’m really sincere, I promise,” Ji Yuennian forced herself to say when Jiang Chi stayed silent, “I know I was wrong, but our families—”
“Drink first.” Jiang Chi cut her off gruffly, forcibly pressing the cup to Ji Yuennian’s lips and making her drink.
After downing the water, the dryness in her throat eased somewhat. She licked her cracked lips, looked up at Jiang Chi, just about to speak—when her head drooped, sleepiness washing over her in a tidal wave. She yawned uncontrollably.
“Why am I so sleepy~”
“Oh, I put something in the water,” Jiang Chi shrugged, ignoring Ji Yuennian’s murderous glare, answering matter-of-factly.
“Have a good dream.”
Once the long-haired beauty was fast asleep, Jiang Chi moved to untie the ropes, but suddenly paused. He gave the beauty a long look, took out a coin, and flipped it again.
Not until the tall, shapely beauty became a pure and adorable girl did Jiang Chi nod in satisfaction, dropping a kiss on “Ji Qingchan’s” forehead.
“Indeed, I like you better this way than before.”
“Qingchan, don’t worry.”
“I swore, I’ll protect you.”
“Very soon, I’ll make sure this body belongs to you alone.”
Jiang Chi murmured in his mad, demonic tone, reaching for the ropes and easily untying the girl, then lifting her up and carrying her toward the door out of the basement.
His Qingchan… will be back very soon…
His Qingchan will be back very soon…
His Qingchan will be back very soon!
Hahahahahaha!!!
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