Ji Zhixian sat on the sofa, pushing the contract to Lin Xiaoman: “This is the contract. Sign if you agree.”
Lin Xiaoman opened the contract, which read:
From today, Ji Zhixian and Lin Xiaoman (real name: Ning Yubai) formally establish a kept relationship. Lin Xiaoman must fulfill the following terms:
For party A’s requests (not contrary to morality), party B must not question.
Live in Ji Zhixian’s home but must not interfere with his daily life.
Neither party shall fall in love with the other.
No intimate relationships with other men, no scandals, no dating.
Keep the relationship confidential, do not let anyone know.
Lin Xiaoman wasn’t surprised Ji Zhixian knew her real name was Ning Yubai. She was surprised he wanted to live together.
Knowing Ji Zhixian for so long, she knew he was particular and disliked being close to people. He’d only keep an agent nearby.
Now he was inviting her to live together, clearly wanting to feel the pleasure of controlling her.
Lin Xiaoman laughed: “Rest assured, I’ll fulfill all terms.”
“Let’s hope so,” Ji Zhixian coldly responded.
“But you,” Lin Xiaoman’s gaze swept over, finally landing on Ji Zhixian, radiant and charming, “don’t fall in love with me.”
From Ji Zhixian’s perspective, Lin Xiaoman was exactly like Tang Feifei challenging him. He was momentarily stunned but quickly recovered.
“Absolutely not,” Ji Zhixian’s gaze darkened as he said firmly.
“I hope so,” Lin Xiaoman mimicked his tone in response.
Ji Zhixian was even more resolute: “Even if you were the only woman left in the world, I would never fall in love with you.”
“Don’t people who say such things on TV always end up eating their words?” Lin Xiaoman smiled slyly, and before Ji Zhixian could reply, she pointed to the blank page at the end of the contract and asked, “What’s this?”
Ji Zhixian glanced over, his tone as confident as ever: “Write down your conditions, and I’ll help you achieve them.”
Lin Xiaoman looked up, the last rays of the setting sun reflecting in his dark pupils. At that moment, she saw light in his eyes.
“I believe in you,” she couldn’t help but say.
After signing the contract, Lin Xiaoman returned to her dormitory. She went directly to Ning Yumei’s makeup room.
