Life countdown begins, ice queen bursts into security room

Jiang Fan looked at Tang Yingxue in front of him.

The neckline of the burgundy halter dress was very low, revealing a large expanse of fair skin to Jiang Fan's eyes.

She leaned back on the single sofa with her legs crossed.

Her toes were painted with dark red nail polish, which shimmered under the light.

This woman knows how to make good use of her assets.

At each meeting, she displayed different bargaining chips.

"Why should I?" Jiang Fan repeated her question.

He stood up, walked up to Tang Yingxue, and looked down at her.

"As you are now, you can't live without me."

Tang Yingxue looked up, meeting Jiang Fan's gaze.

"Jiang Fan, I, Tang Yingxue, have been in this industry for so many years, what kind of man haven't I seen?" Her tone carried her usual arrogance.

"You think a song or a role is enough to make me devotedly work for you?"

Jiang Fan didn't speak. He bent down and placed his hands on the armrests on both sides of the sofa.

This action completely trapped Tang Yingxue, leaving her with nowhere to retreat.

The distance between the two people was reduced to less than ten centimeters.

Jiang Fan could smell the cedar scent of her perfume, mixed with her own body fragrance; it smelled wonderful.

"You've met many men," Jiang Fan whispered in Tang Yingxue's ear, "but I'm the only one who can make you five years younger."

Tang Yingxue's smile froze.

She had intended to bargain with Jiang Fan to increase her standing in his eyes, but Jiang Fan's words hit her sore spot.

Women over thirty are most afraid of getting old.

Women in the entertainment industry are even more afraid.

The first thing she does every morning when she wakes up is look in the mirror.

Looking at my firm skin, the fine lines disappearing at the corners of my eyes, and the healthy glow radiating from within.

She knew better than anyone that this reverse aging transformation was brought about by the man in front of her.

Jiang Fan's fingers touched her left shoulder strap.

Gently push it outwards.

The thin silk straps slid down her rounded shoulders and bunched up on her arms.

Tang Yingxue's breathing became somewhat erratic, and she reached out to grab Jiang Fan's wrist.

"What are you doing? I'm talking to you about serious business."

Jiang Fan grabbed her wrist and pressed it against the back of the sofa.

Tang Yingxue struggled for a moment, but her special constitution kicked in again.

"Jiang Fan..." Her voice softened, becoming heavily nasal.

Jiang Fan freed one hand and slowly slid it to the zipper on the side of the slip dress, then pulled it down.

The burgundy fabric lost its support and slid down her smooth skin, bunching up around her waist.

Large swathes of snow-white were exposed to the air.

"Now you can get down to business."

Tang Yingxue bit her lower lip, gripping the edge of the sofa tightly with both hands.

"Jiang Fan, although I... have set up my own studio and am no longer with Universal,... many resources... are still there." She was panting, her words coming out in fits and starts.

"Qin Wanhao... this man is ruthless and unscrupulous. If I betray him, it's like cutting off... cutting off my own escape route."

"I know."

"I know... but you still made me choose."

Jiang Fan spoke calmly, completely unaffected.

"Regarding the 'Voice of Heaven' incident, you helped Universal Music suppress Shen Nian's votes, and you bore the risk yourself. If that matter comes to light, Qin Wanhao has a legal team to protect him, and Zhang Yihan can feign innocence. What about you?"

Tang Yingxue's legs were unconsciously propped up on the coffee table.

She avoided this question for a long time.

"All three Golden Melody Awards will be lost. All your hard work over the years will be wiped out overnight."

Jiang Fan spoke calmly, yet every word he uttered was incisive.

"He uses your favor to bind you to do things, and you have to take the blame when problems arise. Is this repaying a favor? This is using you as a tool."

"What you're saying...I...I have thought about it."

Qin Wanhao has gone increasingly outrageous in recent years.

They treated her as a free public relations tool for Global Times, and as a tool to train newcomers.

She had been dissatisfied for a long time, but had not found a suitable opportunity to get away.

Jiang Fan's appearance is a variable.

This man's songwriting ability is terrifying.

And then there are the scripts; the resources he holds are even stronger than Universal's.

What's even more crucial is that his prowess in bed, and the physical changes he brought to her, made it impossible for her to refuse.

There was a few seconds of silence.

Tang Yingxue struggled to lift her head, bracing her elbows against the edge of the leather sofa.

"Qin Wanhao... I know where he keeps the accounts for money laundering... tax evasion... and bribery over the years."

Jiang Fan looked down at her and slowly stopped.

Tang Yingxue's forehead was covered in fine sweat, and her hair clung to her cheeks.

"If I help...you take him down, what benefits will you give me?"

She is still trying to gain the initiative.

Jiang Fan grabbed her ankle.

Tang Yingxue let out a short gasp as Jiang Fan flipped her over.

"You still dare to make demands of me at a time like this?"

Jiang Fan's voice came from behind, leaving no room for negotiation.

Tang Yingxue panicked as she felt Jiang Fan's movements.

"Jiang Fan, stop... What are you doing? No..."

Jiang Fan ignored her protest.

He needed to shatter her last shred of pride.

Let her understand who sets the rules in this game.

Tang Yingxue's voice changed from protest to pleading, and finally to unconscious humming.

More than an hour later.

The living room returned to silence.

Jiang Fan slowly pulled up his pants and fastened his belt.

The system panel appeared at the edge of the field of vision.

[Deep Compatibility x2, Lifespan +4000]

Current lifespan: 122300 points

Jiang Fan turned off the control panel. He picked up the Evian mineral water from the coffee table, unscrewed the cap, and held it to Tang Yingxue's lips.

Tang Yingxue took two sips from his hand and turned her head away.

This man is a monster.

After each ordeal, he acted as if nothing had happened, but it would take him half a day to recover.

She picked up a blanket from the sofa and wrapped it around herself. Just as she was about to sit up, the pain made her quickly lie back down.

Tang Yingxue glared at him.

"If we bring down Qin Wanhao, I want his shares in Universal Entertainment."

Jiang Fan leaned against the armrest of the opposite sofa, staring into Tang Yingxue's eyes.

This woman's ambition is as alluring as her body.

"You have quite an appetite."

"I've been with Universal for nine years. From trainee to superstar, I know every aspect of that company. If Qin Wanhao falls, Universal will inevitably be thrown into chaos. If I don't take over, outside capital will tear it apart."

"and then?"

"Then Universal Entertainment will become mine." Tang Yingxue stared at him. "And what's mine is yours."