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Chapter 489 The Little Devil's Conditions
"Ugh, that hurts!"

When driving over a bumpy slope on West Sunset Boulevard that had become rough due to years of disrepair, Madison in the passenger seat suddenly cried out in pain.

Han Yi glanced in the rearview mirror to make sure that there were no other vehicles following closely behind his car. Then he lightly stepped on the brakes to slow down the already slow speed.

"Are you okay?" Han Yi looked at Maddie, who covered his head with his hands, closed his eyes, had a pale face and looked very uncomfortable, and asked with concern.

"I... I'm fine." Although his brows were still furrowed, McGrady forced himself to open his eyes and smiled at Han Yi. "I just played too late yesterday and didn't get enough rest. I have a headache. It hurts when I shake it."

"Is it just lack of sleep?" Han Yi sighed, took out the orange juice that Sophia had prepared for Maddie, which was stuck in the cup holder, and handed it to the girl with one hand, "Come on, drink some more."

"I can't drink any more." McGrady said this but still took the plastic cup obediently. "I feel like if I drink even a drop of water now, I'll spit it out."

"Who told you to drink so much last night?" Han Yi paused for a moment. "No, I should say - who told you to drink last night?"

"I was really happy yesterday." The little girl who had done something wrong curled up in her seat, blinking her eyes, trying to gain sympathy. "All my good friends were here, and everyone is making progress in their careers. Most importantly, this was the first time I spent your birthday with you, which made me feel very, very happy and very, very happy... Hey, speaking of this, I don't just know how to have fun. Grace and I planned this party, and most of the guest list was drawn up by me."

"I know you put a lot of energy and passion into this party, and I know you ... have a lot of affection for what we've built together, and for that, I'm really touched and grateful. I have nothing else to say except 'thank you' and 'well done.'"

"Do you have a deep affection for this business we have built together?"

Hearing this, Madison couldn't help but burst out laughing. With her eyes rolling, she gently twisted her waist, used her hands and feet, and clung to Han Yi's shoulder like a clingy kitten begging for rubbing.

"I'll give you another chance to rephrase it." She raised her head and left a kiss on the other's cheek. Maddie playfully tickled Han Yi with her eyelashes, "What do I have deep feelings for?"

"Stop it, Maddie." Han Yi wanted to push Maddie away, but he knew that if he did so, the girl from Long Island, whose emotions were written all over her face, would be sad and unhappy all day, which would directly affect the next trip and the results that could be achieved. So, Han Yi, whose whole body quickly became stiff, cleared his throat and raised his shoulders slightly, trying to create some distance between his cheek and Maddie's lips, "I'm driving."

"You're a good driver." Murmuring, Maddie bit Han Yi's earlobe and said vaguely, "It won't have any impact."

"Oh my god, Maddie!" Han Yi shuddered and almost drove the car into someone else's garden. "We are on the road! Someone is watching us!"

"Who's watching?" Holding Han Yi's face, Madison looked around and chuckled. On Saturday, November 2016, 11, at 12: a.m., the mountain road connecting West Sunset Boulevard and Ladera Road was very quiet. There was only one car going the other way every two or three minutes. "Even if someone is watching, wouldn't it make everything... more exciting?"

"Madison Al Beer..."

"Okay, okay, I'll stop. Is it necessary to say my middle name?" Madison, who was originally playing around, returned to her original position, sat cross-legged, and lowered her head to touch her newly done manicure with a wronged look. "I didn't mean to tease you, I just like you too much and want to stick to you... Do you know how much I wanted to stay by your side and kiss you as if no one was around when you blew out your birthday candles yesterday? It was very hard for me to hold back, okay. I know what I can and can't do."

"You..." Han Yi put his fist to his lips and glanced at the pitiful Madison several times. In the end, he didn't say the harsh words he should have said. He just sighed helplessly, "When I first met you, you told me that you don't like drinking. Basically, you don't touch it. If you have to drink, it's just a little beer."

"I feel the same way now!" Madison argued, "I don't like drinking now either!"

"Really?" Han Yi curled his lips. "In the past half month, how many times have you drunk? How many times have you been drunk?"

"I only drink when something big happens, whether it's good or bad. And in the past half month... a lot of big things have happened, whether it's good or bad." At this point, Madison suddenly seemed to remember something and gritted her teeth, "How dare you say that? I've only been drunk a few times in my life, and most of them happened in the past half month - and it's all because of you."

"To be honest, I don't care if you're underage drinking, because we don't have a minimum drinking age in China, and relatives will always force you to have a drink or two during the New Year, no matter if you just graduated from high school or elementary school." Han Yi coughed awkwardly twice, and continued to talk to himself. "Personally, I have no problem with it, and I'm not the kind of person who likes to preach and preach clichés, you know."

"But we're in an industry that's all about personal image and how the public perceives that image, right? You're a teenager rising faster than an asteroid... a young musician, you sing pop music, you need those pop radio stations, pop music charts and mainstream TV networks to promote you, endorse you and become your allies. And you and I know very well that they will not be allies of those who are contrary to public values."

"I know it."

"No matter how popular you are, even if you are Justin Bieber, if you annoy the public, this industry will banish you for a long time, and you have to spend a lot of energy and effort to restore your reputation." "I understand that I will not be the next Justin."

"You certainly can't be the next Justin. Your situation will be more difficult than his." Han Yi sighed deeply again. "He spits at his fans, spits at his neighbors, spits into other people's cups in the gym, pees in public, is arrested for drunk driving, and disrespects Anne Frank... No matter what ridiculous things Justin does, as long as he shaves his beard, changes his hairstyle, apologizes, and releases a high-quality album, people will think he is a good man who has turned over a new leaf and will accept him again. Britney has never hurt anyone, but she shaved her head and will never be back in the spotlight. Do you understand the difference, Maddie?"

"How could I not understand?" Madison nodded slowly and answered seriously, "Male stars can get away with anything, but female stars are constantly scrutinized by the most stringent standards. We have to be Mother Teresa and Marilyn Monroe at the same time."

"That's right." Han Yi continued to persuade, "Regarding this point, I want to change the status quo of the industry and the public's perception. I believe you also want such a change. But McGrady, do you think this change will happen in the blink of an eye?"

"I'm very pessimistic about this, and you know why." McGrady shook his head. "I want to change it, yes, but I don't think it can be changed."

"Since the situation cannot be changed, we have to find a way to adapt to it." Han Yi softened his voice. "Adapting to it does not mean giving up, Maddie. I am not asking you to be someone else, but I hope you can put on a raincoat when it rains heavily, so that you will not get hurt."

"I know you're doing this for my own good." McGrady leaned forward and tilted her head to show him her dazzlingly white teeth that she had carefully cared for before the birthday party. "Don't worry, Yi. I promise you, I will never lose my composure in public again. I won't drink a drop of alcohol again, not even at a party within the industry."

"Atta girl." Han Yi praised, and then extended his right little finger to Maddie, "It's a deal."

"It's a deal." McGrady hooked Han Yi's fingers, "But I have two conditions."

"What conditions?"

"The first condition is that I reserve the right to do this anytime, anywhere, without anyone watching..."

Before she finished her words, Madison started to move like a kitten again—this time, she was a greedy kitten that jumped up after seeing the delicious cat strips. She quickly approached Han Yi and kissed him on the lips before he could react.

"McGrady, you..."

"I know, I know, you're not even 18 yet, but I haven't done anything else." McGrady rolled his eyes. "You're only 22, aren't you? There's only a five-year age difference between us... No, less than five, just a little over four. Did you know that Beyonce is 12 years younger than Jay-Z? I don't care. If you disagree, I'm going to go out for a drink tonight, and I'm going to find a TMZ reporter to drink with me."

"What about the second condition?"

The little devil was determined, and Han Yi could only rub his swollen nose and skip the topic. In fact, his mentality on the age difference was quite complicated. Yes, Madison Beal in 2016 was only seventeen years old, and there were still five months before she officially became an adult, but Han Yi was a witness to the rebirth in 2023. In his memory, Madison Beal was not only tender and green at the age of seventeen, but also beautiful and blooming at the age of twenty-three.

In other words, at least half of the image of Madison Beal in Han Yi's mind comes from the original time and space.

In that time and space, she was graceful, mature, and more importantly... legal.

"Then do you agree to the first condition?" Maddie's eyes sparkled with excitement.

"You tell me the second one first!"

"Okay." Madison didn't care. Anyway, no matter what Han Yi's attitude was, she would not change it. "The second condition is..."

Maddie reached into her Celine bag, which was like a treasure chest like Doraemon's pocket, and searched around, groping for the small box she had prepared in advance.

"You must accept this birthday gift from me... and you must wear it at all times. You are not allowed to take it off for even a second."

(End of this chapter)