**Chapter 34 \u2013 Dazzling and Bewitching**
Aside from the cold, clear moonlight, the vast room had no other source of illumination.
Qin Mang wore a frost-colored robe. Moonlight spilled across her slender, graceful figure, the faintly shimmering silver patterns on her back looking like flowing moonlight itself. From behind, she was the epitome of ethereal beauty, like a fairy untouched by the mortal world \u2014 a moonlit goddess descending from the heavens.
However\u2014
From the front\u2026
Her porcelain-like fingertips were pressed against a small, intricately designed metal cage.
The cage swayed gently, its sleek lines reflecting dazzling flashes of light.
Qin Mang squinted playfully. \u201cDidn\u2019t you almost suffocate last time?\u201d
\u201cI\u2019m going to guest star in a drama soon. We can\u2019t have our dear President He suffering while I\u2019m away, right? This thing here\u2014your sweet little wife can keep you company remotely.\u201d
\u201cHow about it? Isn\u2019t this the perfect birthday gift?\u201d
Pleased, she withdrew her wolf-like claws and pulled a small, sleek remote control from beneath the pillow.
Facing the dangerously attractive man in front of her, she smiled brightly. \u201cThere\u2019s more to this surprise.\u201d
Not afraid of him at all.
Because she had a secret weapon!
Once it was activated\u2014
What the surprise was, well, that would become crystal clear.
In the quiet room, a soft mechanical hum sounded.
Qin Mang\u2019s red lips curled upward. Her pretty face donned an innocent look. \u201cWow\\~\u201d
He Lingji leaned against the headboard. His gray-blue eyes looked still and fathomless, like the calm of a deep ocean, a stark contrast to her mischief.
His self-control was formidable.
It was as though his mind and body could be separated\u2014his spirit could escape, but his body was trapped, caged, unable to be soothed or saved.
The tiny remote had a lot of buttons and was quite complex.
It could even connect to a phone!
That made things even more interesting.
Qin Mang was having the time of her life, pressing each button to see what it did.
Her vibrant red lips emitted surprised little gasps like someone witnessing the wonders of the world for the first time.
\u201cWow, it does that too?\u201d
\u201cOoh! This must be for privacy\u2026 Quite ergonomically designed, actually\u2014\u201d
He Lingji\u2019s deep eyes flared with a dark glint, like a still sea suddenly stirred by massive waves.
Qin Mang froze when she met his gaze.
She realized his eyes were even more bewitching than the planet-blue sapphires she\u2019d spent a fortune on.
\u201cMrs. He, this is\u2014\u201d
\u201c\u2026Abuse.\u201d
His low, raspy voice wrapped around the words like burning lava.
Seizing the moment when she was distracted, He Lingji snatched the silver remote from her hands.
Only then did Qin Mang realize what he was trying to do.
Like a slippery fish, she slipped from under his arm and darted away\u2014
Leaving only her silky frost-colored robe caught in his fingers.
In the chaos\u2014
She must\u2019ve pressed something by accident.
The cold, silver cage suddenly sprouted **soft spikes**.
What the hell!?
Qin Mang was genuinely stunned!
He Lingji: \u201c\u2026\u201d
He suddenly gave up resisting and collapsed against the headboard.
Qin Mang: \u201c\u2026\u201d
\u201cHubby, you\u2026 okay?\u201d
\u201cDone already?\u201d
Moonlight bathed his form, adding a delicate sheen to his cold, handsome face.
From a distant, divine god\u2026
He\u2019d turned into a seductive demon.
Every inch of him oozed temptation.
After a pause, the man murmured, \u201cUnlock it.\u201d
Qin Mang, though momentarily swayed, refused firmly. \u201cNo.\u201d
\u201cIt\u2019s dirty.\u201d
\u201cHow am I supposed to wash it if you won\u2019t unlock it?\u201d
\u201cYou\u2019re gonna make me\u2014\u201d
That word he always tried to slip in while she gamed almost escaped his lips again.
Qin Mang interrupted quickly, \u201cWash, wash! I\u2019ll wash it, okay!?\u201d
No way was she letting him say that dirty word!
He Lingji closed his eyes, looking like a man drained after the deed. \u201cYou did this. You deal with it.\u201d
?
When Qin Mang picked up the towel, something felt\u2026 off.
What was she doing again?
Wasn\u2019t she supposed to be **punishing** this man?
How did it turn into **him enjoying it**?
She threw the warm towel down.
Strike!
Standing beside the bed, she glared down at him:
\u201cThis is something every proper married man should wear.\u201d
\u201cIf you refuse to put it on, it must mean you\u2019re sneaking around behind my back\u2026\u201d
\u201cI knew it. You lied to me. I mean, you even dared come home smelling like perfume\u2014what else wouldn\u2019t you dare do\u2026?\u201d
He Lingji smirked faintly. \u201cAll proper men wear this?\u201d
\u201cExactly.\u201d
Qin Mang nodded seriously and spouted nonsense with a straight face. \u201cAny married man who refuses to wear it isn\u2019t proper. You shouldn\u2019t hang out with such men\u2014they\u2019ll corrupt you!\u201d
Very good.
Following the principle that good things must be shared\u2014
He Lingji immediately ordered a custom set for his close friend, the famously henpecked \u201cNumber One Whipped Husband in Business\u201d \u2014 **Rong Huaiyan**.
Rong Huaiyan: \\[What is this?]
He Lingji: \\[Something good.]
Rong Huaiyan opened the box: \\[You actually used it?]
He Lingji replied with a question: \\[What, you won\u2019t?]
Rong Huaiyan: \\[Let me ask you something first.]
He Lingji: \\[Oh, my wife says men who won\u2019t wear it are improper and lack morals. She doesn\u2019t let me associate with such men \u2014 she says I\u2019ll be led astray.]
Maybe others couldn\u2019t fully appreciate the benefits of this device.
But Rong Huaiyan\u2014an aristocratic heir educated in astronomy, geography, poetry, and literature\u2014was no ordinary man.
His family\u2019s century-old collection of books naturally included knowledge of couple\u2019s games from across cultures and eras. He understood **perfectly** the marvel of this invention.
Rong Huaiyan: \\[Good brother. Thank you.]
Who would’ve thought this seemingly uptight and prim He Lingji had such treasures up his sleeve?
As thanks for his friend’s generous sharing, Rong Huaiyan compressed his personally curated \u201cknowledge\u201d into a file and sent it to He Lingji.
File note:
**\u201cFor private viewing when wife\u2019s not home\u201d**
It looked just like a spammy adult ad.
But it included every kind of couple’s play from ancient times to the modern world.
Very thorough.
It wasn\u2019t in vain that he had read the \u201cClassics of the Sages\u201d for over twenty years.
He really did know a lot.
Originally,Qin Mang had intended to just mess with him a little, making He Lingji beg her to unlock it.
Who would\u2019ve thought this man wouldn\u2019t play by the rules\u2014he really went to work like that the very same day.
This device was specially designed\u2014very thin and light. When worn with suit pants, nothing seemed unusual from the outside.
But\u2014
Qin Mang watched He Lingji acting so calm and composed and felt even more baffled than him.
What if someone noticed?
Wasn\u2019t he afraid at all?
Did this dog of a man have no sense of shame?
Soon, Qin Mang learned that shame truly wasn\u2019t part of his vocabulary.
Every time he had a physical need, he\u2019d directly ask her to unlock it remotely.
Qin Mang: \u201c…\u201d
After a few days of this,
Receiving the occasional call from He Lingji during the day to unlock it, Qin Mang finally couldn\u2019t take it anymore.
She decided to make a surprise inspection.
Was this damn man really not just playing with her?
Recently, the paparazzi had grown tired of following her.
Qin Mang easily shook them off and headed to the He Corporation.
She had a password given to her by Secretary Cong earlier, allowing her to take the CEO\u2019s private elevator from the parking garage straight to the top floor.
This floor only had the CEO\u2019s office and the secretarial office. Regular employees wouldn\u2019t come up easily.
But Qin Mang didn\u2019t expect to encounter a refined and pretty-looking woman there.
And the woman even knew her.
\u201cGood afternoon, Mrs. He.\u201d
The elegant and intellectual woman greeted her warmly.
She gave off a very pleasant aura.
Everyone who knew her identity was one of He Lingji\u2019s secretaries, so Qin Mang naturally assumed she was the new one.
She asked directly, \u201cWhere\u2019s He Lingji?\u201d
\u201cPresident He has a banquet tonight.\u201d
\u201cHe\u2019s already gone out.\u201d
Lou Tingdai responded calmly and gracefully. Her voice was pleasant.
At first, Qin Mang didn\u2019t think much of her. But as they brushed past each other, she caught a faint whiff of the woman\u2019s perfume and glanced at her lazily, then said casually, \u201cYou\u2026 take me there.\u201d
Lou Tingdai showed a hint of surprise,
But still responded, \u201cYes.\u201d
It was a private banquet.
Those who could have in-depth collaborations with the He Corporation were all prominent figures in the industry.
Naturally, they were all familiar faces.
Qin Mang wasn\u2019t afraid of meeting them.
When they arrived at the Shenghe Bay Hotel, it was already close to afternoon.
Qin Mang didn\u2019t expect to come up empty again.
Her patience was wearing thin. Annoyed and feeling warm, she took off her coat and draped it over her arm, revealing a luxurious and refined velvet gown beneath. Her slender waist and delicate bones stood out under the dazzling crystal chandelier\u2014just standing there, she was a sight to behold.
The hotel manager quickly came over to greet her.
Just as Qin Mang was about to cancel the surprise inspection and call directly, Secretary Cong rushed out of the elevator.
\u201cSecretary Cong?\u201d
Cong Zhen\u2019s eyes lit up when he saw her:
\u201cMa\u2019am.
You\u2019re just in time.\u201d
Ma\u2019am?
The hotel manager glanced in surprise at the sharp-featured, stunning female celebrity, clearly not expecting that identity.
He had been the one to receive her the last time she came for a magazine shoot.
He never imagined she had such a status.
Having lived over forty years, he naturally knew what to say and what not to, what to hear and what to ignore.
Secretary Cong handed her a keycard. \u201cGo take a look at President He.
I\u2019m off to buy some medicine.\u201d
Qin Mang held the card between her fingers, frowning, \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong with him?\u201d
Wasn\u2019t he perfectly fine this morning?
Secretary Cong hesitated, glancing at the hotel manager and Lou Tingdai who had followed Qin Mang, then said, \u201cHe drank a bit.\u201d
As for what kind of drink\u2014
Better let the madam ask herself.
\u201cYou\u2019ll understand once you see him!\u201d
With that, he hurried off.
Qin Mang was left hanging.
She curled her fingers and narrowed her pretty eyes suspiciously\u2014what was He Lingji up to now, this scheming dog?
Surely he wasn\u2019t just drunk?
But Secretary Cong\u2019s expression didn\u2019t suggest drunkenness.
Lou Tingdai thought for a moment.
Watching Qin Mang\u2019s worried and graceful silhouette, she silently followed.
\u2026
*Beep\u2014*
The door opened.
Inside the presidential suite, the curtains were tightly drawn.
When Qin Mang entered, she nearly thought she\u2019d fallen into a pitch-black alternate dimension.
She ignored Lou Tingdai who followed her, shut the door behind her, and was just about to turn on the lights when\u2014
A hoarse voice, barely restrained, came from the darkness: \u201cWhere\u2019s the medicine?\u201d
Familiar, yet foreign.
He Lingji\u2019s voice was usually cold and detached\u2014never had it sounded this suppressed, each word seeming to spark with fire.
\u201cWhat\u2019s wrong with you?\u201d
Following the sound, Qin Mang finally saw him leaning on a black armchair by the floor-to-ceiling window.
His back was to her.
His shirt lay damp on the floor, and his wet black hair looked messy and languid, like he\u2019d been soaked in cold water.
But the intricate tattoos on his cold, pale skin glowed eerily in this dark setting\u2014an indescribably wicked beauty.
When he heard her voice, he slowly turned around.
And what met her eyes were a pair of deep, abyss-like blue pupils.
When he fully turned\u2014
Qin Mang sucked in a breath.
Holy crap!
This\u2014this\u2014this\u2014this\u2014
She finally understood why He Lingji had left the banquet early.
\u201cCome here.\u201d
He Lingji swept his cold, pale fingers through his damp fringe.
His cold, handsome face was fully revealed.
His features were deep and flawless.
Water dripped from his hair, soaking his face.
Qin Mang\u2019s first instinct was to run.
But that felt wrong\u2014
After all\u2014
The silver metal device on him was as cold and intense as his blue eyes in the dark.
\u201cWait.\u201d
\u201cI\u2019ll unlock it right now.\u201d
Something wasn\u2019t right.
Qin Mang stepped closer, breathing in the sharp scent of wine.
\u201cYou were drugged?\u201d
\u201cOr seduced by some little vixen?\u201d
If it was the former, she could unlock it.
If it was the latter\u2014
He could suffer.
Serves him right!
He Lingji pulled her into his arms, his lips brushing her ear: \u201cIf you don\u2019t unlock it, I\u2019ll just\u2026\u201d
A blatant threat.
Before Qin Mang could protest,
He Lingji rested his jaw on her shoulder, as if drained: \u201cThere\u2019s no vixen.
Only a little devil.\u201d
Qin *\u201cLittle Devil\u201d* Mang: \u2026
He whispered by her ear.
Turned out, he had been served some deer blood wine by a business partner and drank it by accident.
Normally, that amount wouldn\u2019t be a problem for someone with He Lingji\u2019s self-control, but\u2014
He was wearing Qin Mang\u2019s \u201cbirthday gift.\u201d
Any slight arousal would trigger it and set off a punishment.
To avoid losing control in public, he had immediately booked a room once he realized something was wrong.
Qin Mang felt a bit guilty.
She opened her small handbag.
Sure enough, the phone linked to the cage\u2019s app was flashing red alerts.
And of course, her phone was on silent.
She hadn\u2019t looked at it once.
While unlocking it, she muttered under her breath:
\u201cThis isn\u2019t my fault.\u201d
\u201cIt’s the boy-who-cried-wolf situation.\u201d
He Lingji had triggered the device for fun so many times before that she had muted the app.
Who knew this time\u2014
It was real.
The cold silver cage clattered onto the carpet with a soft thud,
Like a beast set free.
But\u2014
Was deer blood wine really that effective?
The moment she unlocked it,
Qin Mang immediately felt the effects of the wine.
Her slim back pressed against the window, she sensed danger.
\u201cNo, no, no!\u201d
\u201cWe\u2019re not compatible\u2014I don\u2019t want to end up in the hospital again!\u201d
From the way He Lingji was looking at her, she knew if she gave in, she\u2019d be making a return trip to the ER tonight.
Ahhhhh!
The memory of that hospital visit\u2014she would rather die than go through it again!
He Lingji held on to a shred of reason,
Pinching her chin:
\u201cThen relax a little.\u201d
A few minutes later, Qin Mang looked miserable:
\u201cI can\u2019t. I\u2019m nervous.\u201d
She had trauma now.
Worried he might go crazy from all the built-up restraint and the effects of the wine,
She quickly softened her voice and hugged his waist,
\u201cLet\u2019s go buy some lube, okay?\u201d
He Lingji’s thin lips curled into a cold smile:
“You’re asking me to go buy this?”
Originally, Qin Mang said she would go buy it.
But He Lingji might misunderstand and think she was trying to run away.
Suddenly, as if struck by a thought, the girl\u2019s seductive eyes narrowed.
“Your secretary is right outside. Let the secretary go buy it.”
Her long hair cascaded down, nearly enveloping her entire figure.
Charming and graceful.
The closed door suddenly opened.
Lou Tingdai instinctively looked up.
She saw a tall and slender figure and was about to speak when, from behind him, a soft and lazy voice of a woman came:
“You should buy a few extra bottles of lubricant.”
Lubricant?
Lou Tingdai’s pupils involuntarily widened.
In her mind, He Lingji was like a god on a pedestal, cold and emotionless, as bright as the moon, untouched by worldly desires. Even though he was married, Lou Tingdai never dared to imagine that he could share a bed with a woman or engage in intimate actions.
She couldn\u2019t possibly associate lubricant with him.
How could that be?
He Lingji didn\u2019t notice Lou Tingdai\u2019s gaze. His indifferent eyes glanced over her and shifted to the secretary, Cong, who was running toward him with a medicine bag.
He had heard Qin Mang\u2019s last words.
He Lingji\u2019s voice, cold and distant, was calm:
“You go buy it.”
Cong immediately nodded:
“Anything else?”
Such as contraceptive products?
They were all adults, so they understood the hidden implication of his words.
He Lingji’s voice dropped at the end:
“Mm.”
“Bang\u2015\u2015”
The door closed.
At this moment, Qin Mang was lazily lying on the sofa where He Lingji had leaned earlier, her slender figure graceful, red lips against pale skin, under the dim light, looking like a stunning beauty straight out of a vintage oil painting.
But her words were dripping with sarcasm,
“Our CEO He really pampers women.”
“Can’t even let the female secretary run errands.”
“Poor Secretary Cong\u2015\u2015”
He Lingji saw that she was still thinking about such things.
While bending down, he said softly:
“She is not a life secretary.”
So, his personal needs were not her responsibility.
He Lingji was always very clear about boundaries, especially when it came to employees’ duties.
Do your own job well.
After spending an entire day and night in that hotel suite, Qin Mang no longer dared to act out.
Especially in this area.
Though it had been fun to tease He Lingji during the process, in the end, she was the one who suffered.
Fortunately, her short vacation ended.
A director of a suspense film invited her to play a supporting role in the movie.
This time, it wasn\u2019t an 8-second role, but a fully fleshed-out female victim character.
The filming would take a week.
The old director was well-connected in the industry and had a great reputation.
Even a guest role was a great opportunity for Qin Mang.
Qin Mang cherished every acting opportunity and arrived early on set to prepare for the shoot, even though this film was going to be a real test for her.
“Do you have claustrophobia?”
Meng Ting, who came with her to the set, looked startled.
“The scene tomorrow involves you being locked in a small dark room. Is that okay?”
Qin Mang flipped through the script:
“It’s from when I was a child. I should be able to handle it now.”
Since her childhood experience with claustrophobia, Qin Mang had never stayed in a closed space alone.
She always had to leave a light on or open the curtains.
“And there’s the camera, so it should be fine.”
Meng Ting had already checked out the filming location.
Because Qin Mang was playing a victim who gets tortured to death by her own sister in a small dark room, the set was designed to resemble a horror movie.
Qin Mang claimed it would be fine, but deep down, she was also nervous.
However, she was proud and didn\u2019t want to show any vulnerability in front of others.
Her gaze drifted to her quiet phone.
Her eyes lowered, and her delicate neck, bathed in the soft light, looked fragile and pale.
It should be fine.
Qin Mang fluttered her long lashes and reassured herself\u2014
No, it would definitely be fine!
…
“Again.”
“Wrap your arms around your knees, crouch, express fear.”
“Face the darkness, face the unknown terror.”
“Yes, that\u2019s great!”
The old director was never stingy with praise. He was kind, patient, and well-loved in the industry; no one had ever said anything bad about him.
Especially since Qin Mang’s performance was outstanding.
It seemed as if she was truly scared.
It was winter, and the room temperature was low. The director wanted to create a trembling, frightened atmosphere, so there was no heating equipment on set.
Qin Mang wore a thin, torn costume and curled up in a dark corner.
Her once stunning face was marked with two scratches, giving her a tragic beauty that was even more striking than her usual perfect makeup.
This scene truly tested her acting skills.
The director had prepared for multiple takes, but to his surprise, Qin Mang passed the scene in one go.
When the call of ‘cut’ came,
Qin Mang remained sitting on the cold floor, unable to snap out of it.
In that pitch-black, claustrophobic room,
A pair of hidden eyes seemed to be watching her,
And she was transported back to when she was seven, after her mother passed away and her father entered a monastery. Her home fell into chaos, and the friends who had once followed her suddenly turned against her, locking her in the school supply room.
It was dusty, narrow, and suffocating.
The triangular ruler, straightedge, and other objects on the wall seemed to stare at her.
Qin Mang spent an entire night there.
After that, she developed a fear of darkness.
From then on, she liked everything that sparkled\u2014gems, lights, anything that shone.
Her uncle, who had been surrounded by enemies in the Qin family, became her protector from that day onward.
He supported her and created a safe space for her.
As she grew up, she was able to sleep in the dark, and she thought she had almost forgotten that painful memory.
But this time,
The dim memory became clear again.
Whenever she closed her eyes, the pairs of eyes in the dark would appear, shouting and threatening her.
Qin Mang suddenly opened her eyes, the yellow wall light flickering\u2014
And she spent another sleepless night.
After shooting that claustrophobic scene, Qin Mang’s face grew increasingly pale and worn out, her once-beautiful face losing much of its fullness.
Everyone thought she was just wearing makeup to match her character.
Only A Tong knew the truth.
Qin Mang hadn\u2019t slept for three days.
Even the strongest person couldn\u2019t hold up forever.
The problem was, her medication wasn\u2019t working at all.
A Tong hesitated, quietly took out her phone, and planned to inform CEO He.
She had Secretary Tao’s contact information.
Qin Mang, half-closing her eyes, was sitting in the break room, glancing at her, but didn’t stop her.
As the year drew to a close, He Lingji was becoming busier and had almost no time to rest.
Since Qin Mang joined the set, he had been sleeping in the company\u2019s lounge.
There were endless meetings every day, and occasionally, he had to travel for business.
He had long been used to such a high-intensity workload, and so were his secretaries.
Tao Tan, as the only female secretary, was no exception. She went on business trips and worked overtime like the other male secretaries.
When A Tong called, Tao Tan was getting ready for a business trip.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her flight was at 4:00 PM, and it was already 2:30 PM.
He Lingji was in a meeting.
Tao Tan held her phone, looking troubled but still agreed,
“Alright, I\u2019ll tell CEO He.”
Lou Tingdai was standing at the secretary office door, holding some files.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She smiled when she saw Tao Tan hurriedly packing up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“What\u2019s wrong? You look so pale.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lately, Lou Tingdai had been coming to the secretary office frequently, and her relationship with Tao Tan was fairly good.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
They occasionally ate together in the employee cafeteria.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Seeing her ask, Tao Tan felt it wasn\u2019t something to hide, especially since Lou Tingdai knew about her identity as the wife.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So, she said: “Recently, the madam has been having insomnia while on set.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Her assistant is a bit worried and wants to ask CEO He if he can spare some time to check on her.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The image of Qin Mang\u2019s bright and delicate face appeared in Lou Tingdai’s mind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her eyes flickered slightly as she smiled and said:
“I was just about to head to the meeting room too.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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