“Hey, hey, hey! Jiang Chi! Stop messing around!”
“Hurry up and come out!”
“Jiang Chi, what trick are you playing now?!”
Ji Yueniang felt pretty miserable. All she did was play with a pure-hearted boy’s feelings a little, but now, not only had she become a girl, she was even locked up.
Being imprisoned was one thing, but at least at the hospital she could still chat and joke with the pretty nurses, and try on different women’s clothes every day. That kind of life was still bearable.
But then, right in front of her, the nurse gave him an injection, and the next thing Ji Yueniang knew, her eyes opened and closed, and she found herself in a pitch-black, sunless room.
She was no longer wearing that restraining patient’s gown, but her entire body was still tightly bound with sturdy hemp ropes, fixed firmly to a wooden chair.
Suddenly, with a “click,” the light snapped on, piercing through the darkness and instantly flooding the little black room with brightness.
This was a room dominated by pure white tones, or to be more precise, a room that hadn’t yet been decorated or furnished in any way.
Ji Yueniang frowned slightly, a trace of confusion flickering in her eyes. For some reason, this room felt strangely familiar, as if she’d been here before.
Standing quietly in front of the door was a man. It was he who had flipped the switch and turned on the light. Blue eyes, black hair, a delicate camera hanging from his chest, and a small bag in his hand—dressed like a textbook photographer.
“Jiang Chi?” Ji Yueniang’s pupils contracted sharply as she cried out the name in shock.
Immediately, she instinctively shrank back, eyes full of wariness and fear. After everything that had happened, she was truly afraid of Jiang Chi from the depths of her heart. That fear gripped her heart like an invisible hand.
“Don’t be nervous.” Jiang Chi smiled gently, holding the little bag in his hand as he walked step by step toward Ji Yueniang.
The moment he moved, Ji Yueniang panicked, her mind thrown into chaos.
“Calm down!”
“Brainwashing, hypnotizing, personality rewriting—none of that is necessary!”
“Our families are business partners! You have to think of the bigger picture!”
Ever since that terrifying “cordial greeting” from Jiang Chi’s deranged state last time, Ji Yueniang couldn’t help but recall all those indecent stories and doujin she’d read whenever he approached so aggressively—even going so far as to imagine herself as the female lead.
“Don’t be nervous.” With a faint, ambiguous smile on his lips, Jiang Chi came right up to Ji Yueniang.
He leaned in slightly, deftly unfastening the buttons at the girl’s chest. As each button popped open, two snowy, soft mounds were exposed to the air.
“Not bad at all.” He gave them a light pat and chuckled.
“What the hell! What are you doing?!”
“Paying off a flesh debt shouldn’t be like this! I’d rather you stab me!”
“I’m a guy! Don’t lay a finger on me!!”
Jiang Chi acted as if he hadn’t heard, continuing with his actions regardless. Ji Yueniang broke out in cold sweat, trembling all over.
She was about to get screwed, about to get screwed, but why was there a tiny sliver of anticipation deep inside her heart?
That anticipation made Ji Yueniang feel both ashamed and confused, but she couldn’t stop the strange thought from spreading in her mind.
But the next second, the hemp rope binding her body suddenly slipped off, and the man stopped what he was doing. He pulled out a set of men’s clothes from the bag and lightly shook them in front of Ji Yueniang, a faint smile on his lips.
“Don’t be nervous. Change your clothes first, then let’s have a proper talk.”
“You…” Ji Yueniang glanced at the unpredictable Jiang Chi in front of her, then at the men’s clothes in his hand, then back at her own open chest, her face blotched with black and red—who knew if she was angry or embarrassed.
If things could be solved by talking, of course Ji Yueniang hoped the two of them could have a calm discussion.
She did like solving things by force, true, but now that she was a girl, brute strength couldn’t solve anything, let alone the person causing her problems.
Aside from talking to Jiang Chi, Ji Yueniang really had no better option.
The men’s clothes were obviously tailored for her former 180cm-tall male self, but with her current 163cm girl’s body, there was no way she could fit them. Luckily, the coins were with Jiang Chi.
With a simple flip, the youthful, pure-looking girl was instantly transformed into a long-haired, cold and striking mature lady!
“Alright, let’s talk. How much compensation do you want? Not too much—I’m still a minor and my New Year’s money isn’t much.”
Now dressed in men’s clothes, her long hair and slender waist giving her the aura of a mature beauty, Ji Yueniang’s whole demeanor changed—colder, sharper, and even more flamboyant. She sat casually in the chair, crossed her legs, her posture exuding pure dominance!
The sobbing, pleading Ji Yueniang from earlier had vanished without a trace. Right now, the person before him was none other than Ji the Tyrant—acknowledged by Wanqing Yongxing School as their number one bully!
“Rather than compensation, I think these are more interesting.” The man’s lips curled into a meaningful smile.
He flicked several photos, tossing them onto Ji Yueniang’s lap. She picked them up absentmindedly and scanned them, but in an instant, her previously calm face turned bright red as if set ablaze.
Seventeen years of living as a man, but now this long-haired mature lady gripped the photos tightly, her body trembling with barely contained rage.
Her eyes widened, pupils dilated, her gaze brimming with disbelief and shame. All because of what was in those photos—pictures of Ji Yueniang dressed in women’s clothes.
“Never thought our great Ji the Tyrant had such a niche hobby.” Beside her, the man’s mouth twisted into a teasing grin, eyes never leaving her.
“Oh, I bet you want to know where I got these. Simple—straight from your own hands.”
“I hacked into your phone with a virus. That’s how I got these gems.” Jiang Chi crossed his arms, watching Ji Yueniang at his leisure.
“You!!!” Ji Yueniang’s teeth ground together with an audible “grr,” eyes practically spitting fire at Jiang Chi, fingers clenching the photos so hard it looked like she might rip them to shreds.
“What do you want?!”
“Nothing much, just…” Jiang Chi’s mouth twisted in a reckless grin. Before he finished, he snatched the photos from her hand and tore them to pieces right in front of her! The shreds fluttered down like snow.
“This stuff is a disgrace to art.”
“Ji Yueniang, never thought your crossdressing shots would be so ugly!”
Then, he abruptly grabbed the mature lady’s delicate chin, his fingers forcing her to lift her head, those angry eyes meeting his own cold, heartless gaze: “I hate you. I can’t stand you. It’s you who made me lose Qingchan!”
“But I know the dead are gone, and nothing can bring them back. So I want compensation from you!”
“As an art lover, I want you to model for my art photos. If you agree, everything between us is settled!!”
He stared at Ji Yueniang without missing a single flicker of emotion on her face, making sure she could also see the madness and stubbornness in his eyes.
“Of course, you can refuse. But if you do, I’ll send these photos to your parents, your little brother, your classmates, and everyone you care about.”
“You care about your reputation? I’ll destroy it. You care about your image? I’ll ruin it!!”
“And not just that, I’ll turn the coins over to the Federation, guaranteeing your lower half will never have to worry about food or clothing!”
“Now, Ji Yueniang… tell me your answer!” The man’s grip on her chin tightened slightly. The pain made Ji Yueniang frown, but when she met his nearly deranged gaze, she hesitated for a moment, then nodded softly.
“Alright.”
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