Now that they've all been reborn, who wouldn't be living life to the fullest?

"A celebrity? Of course I want to be!" Ariel looked at Su Yifeng and said half-jokingly, "What, do you have connections?"

Su Yifeng looked into her eyes: "I can make you famous."

Ariel paused, looking at Su Yifeng with a face full of doubt and disbelief:

"A celebrity? Su Yifeng, even if you have some money and own a company, what makes you think you can make me a celebrity? Anyone can talk big."

She didn't believe Su Yifeng really had that ability, and she didn't believe he could casually produce the resources to make a star famous.

Su Yifeng didn't say anything, but walked directly to his desk, turned on his computer, quickly operated it a few times, and then turned the screen towards Ariel.

"See for yourself."

Ariel leaned closer in puzzlement, and when she saw the long string of zeros in the bank account balance on the screen, her breath caught in her throat.

Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands... billions?

Three billion eight hundred million?!

Ariel felt her legs suddenly go weak and she almost lost her balance.

Her family was considered well-off; her parents ran a business and earned 20,000 to 30,000 yuan a month, which was definitely a wealthy family in 2006.

All my assets combined—house, car, savings—are at most two million.

Su Yifeng has nearly 33 billion yuan in just this one bank account!

How many luxury goods could you buy with that money? You could probably book the entire shopping mall!

Ariel's mind was buzzing; she simply couldn't imagine it.

"I invested over a billion yuan in other projects; this is what's left."

Su Yifeng spoke calmly, as if he were commenting on the weather: "I'm planning to invest in an entertainment company, and I can sign you."

He abruptly changed the subject, his eyes filled with undisguised aggression: "But you know, Ariel, there are unspoken rules in the entertainment industry."

If you want to become famous, you have to become famous first.

"Imagine being in the spotlight, with thousands of fans screaming for you, your name becoming a household name, luxury brand endorsements pouring in, and you being the center of attention wherever you go... Isn't that feeling of being the center of attention what you want most?"

Su Yifeng's description was like a key, precisely unlocking Pandora's box deep within Ariel's heart.

The thought of being worshipped and looked up to by countless people made her tremble with excitement.

But... the unspoken rules... require exchanging one's body...

Ariel was caught in a deep internal struggle.

Her pride and her reserve were battling against the immense temptation of fame.

From a young age, she dreamed of standing in the center of the stage and becoming the most dazzling star.

She struggled for a long time, her lips turning pale, before finally managing to speak with difficulty: "You... what makes you think you can definitely make me famous? Even with money, fame isn't guaranteed..."

Su Yifeng was too lazy to waste any more words.

As people get older, they like to cultivate their minds. In his previous life, after his hands were stained with blood, he always liked to play the guitar to calm his mind, and he learned a lot of guitar skills in the process.

He picked up the guitar from the sofa, tested the sound, and then plucked the strings with his slender fingers.

A refreshing and moving melody, tinged with a touch of melancholy, flowed out. He began to sing, his voice deep and magnetic:

[This is a song called "Bubble," released after 2007 and which became a hit after being sung by a female singer. Both its lyrics and melody are highly infectious and have great potential for becoming popular.]

The bubbles are colorful in the sunlight.

Just like how I was happy to be deceived.

Pursue what right or wrong, your lies

Based on the fact that you still love me

……

Ariel herself studied dance and is extremely sensitive to music.

She was instantly captivated by the song! The melody, the lyrics… it was so catchy! If she sang it, combined with her dance moves and appearance…

She couldn't imagine what the effect would be!

When the music ended, the office was quiet.

Su Yifeng put down his guitar, looked at the stunned Ariel, and said calmly, "I have many more songs like this in my head. Now, do you still think I can't make you famous?"

Ariel was deeply shaken; her previous disbelief and struggle were now shattered.

Seeing that she was still hesitating, Su Yifeng stopped trying to persuade her.

He likes to give people choices, but he doesn't like to entangle them. He glanced at his watch.

There are so many beautiful women in the world, if you can't find the perfect one right away, then goodbye...

"Today, I will stay at the company until 9 PM. Before that, you can come to me anytime, and I will tell security to let you in. My promise will stand by until 9 PM."

He paused, his tone leaving no room for argument, "But after nine o'clock, this opportunity is off."

After saying that, Su Yifeng picked up the internal phone on his desk and called Song Fangjie in: "See Miss Ai out."

Song Fangjie entered and gestured for the distraught Ariel to enter.

Ariel gave Su Yifeng a complicated look, bit her lip, and finally left with Song Fangjie.

Su Yifeng watched her retreating figure, a determined smile curving his lips.

You... I've got my hands on you!

……

Time passed second by second.

Su Yifeng processed some company emails and glanced at a briefing on the crude oil market.

As the clock struck 8:30 p.m., there was a gentle knock on the office door.

"Enter."

The door was pushed open, and Ariel, who had returned, stood in the doorway. Her previous pride was gone, replaced by a complex expression of resignation.

Su Yifeng leaned back in his chair and looked at her: "I thought you had given up."

Ariel took a deep breath, walked in, and closed the door behind her: "I...I've made up my mind."

She was about to say something more, like discussing terms or finding a way to back down.

But Su Yifeng didn't give her that chance at all.

He stood up abruptly, his tall figure exuding an invisible pressure. He uttered only two words, his voice low but carrying an undeniable command:

"Kneel down."

These two words seem to have a magical power.

The fact that Ariel came to him proves that her pitiful pride had long been devoured by her desire for fame.

Feeling Su Yifeng's powerful aura, she trembled and almost subconsciously did as he said.

"Pa, come here," Su Yifeng said again.

Ariel bit her lip in humiliation and did as she was told.

Her slender waist slumped, and her buttocks, wrapped in her dress, naturally protruded, creating an enviable curve.

He came to Su Yifeng's side

Su Yifeng sat back in his chair, looking down at Ariel, and gently stroked her hair. His movements seemed gentle, but they carried an air of absolute control.

"You should know what to do, right?" His voice came from above.

Ariel raised her head, her beautiful eyes already filled with tears of grievance, making her look pitiful and endearing.

She had never done this before.

But then, thinking of that stage where everyone is watching, thinking of that seemingly attainable dream of stardom…

The tears ultimately did not fall.

Ariel took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind, and reached out her hand with trembling hands...

……

10:30 p.m., faculty and staff apartment.

He Jingyun stood at the window, looking down at the empty path below, and felt a surge of indescribable loss.

Women are emotional, especially during their menstrual period, when they are particularly sensitive to their emotions.

Thinking about how Su Yifeng had come to see her almost every day these past few days, the feeling of being needed made her feel indulgent.

But today... she got her period, so he won't come?

He Jingyun was feeling very down and sighed softly.

She knew that her relationship with Su Yifeng was a taboo that couldn't be made public.

The two of them were never meant to have a future.

However, she just couldn't resist Su Yifeng every time she faced him.

His aura, his domineering presence, and the occasional wicked smile he gave her all captivated her.

She didn't expect Su Yifeng to be as devoted to her as he would to a girlfriend, but... if he only came to her for physical needs and then discarded her afterward...

He Jingyun felt a pang of sadness and sorrow in her heart.

She returned to bed dejectedly, pulled the covers over herself, and was about to turn off the light and go to sleep, burying her grievances and disappointment deep inside.

The phone suddenly vibrated with a "buzz".

She picked it up and saw that it was a text message from Su Yifeng:

Teacher, open the door... I brought you brown sugar water.

With just that simple sentence, He Jingyun's tears welled up almost instantly, as if all her grievances and disappointments had found an outlet.

She practically jumped out of bed, rushed to the door, and yanked it open.

Outside the door, Su Yifeng was standing there, holding an insulated bag in his hand, looking at her with a familiar, slightly mischievous smile on his face.

He Jingyun didn't care about anything else, she pulled him into the house and quickly closed the door.

Then, with red eyes, she hugged Su Yifeng tightly, buried her face in his strong chest, and her voice choked with sobs:

"Damn it...you're driving me crazy..."