Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

She learns extremely quickly and picks up new things fast. She is highly skilled in rope and whip techniques. Her powerful sense of presence, terrifying pressure, and composure attract many people, not to mention her gentle and seductive hypnosis.

At the club, all the subs, regardless of gender or race, who had ever seen him, had extended formal contract invitations to him. However, he only came to the club to observe, learn, and perform publicly; no one had ever seen him enter into an exclusive contract with anyone, and he even refused short-term invitations.

Some say his enjoyment comes from learning and practicing, watching others perform, and then performing himself.

Several doms, feeling quite annoyed by his actions, quickly arranged a contract for him, hoping to make him settle down and stop him from showing off.

However, to this day, no one has succeeded in picking this flower from the high mountains—even if this flower may be poisonous.

On the stage, the sound of whips cutting through the air and muffled groans of unknown origin echoed from both sides.

The clean, crisp whip cracks, the graceful lift of the hand to finish the pose—accompanied by the man's elegant bow, a tidal wave of applause erupted from the audience.

The masked man's face was obscured as he focused intently on the props in his hands. A black armband tightened around his upper arm, pressing it firmly against his dark shirt and powerful arm muscles.

On the tattoo, the ferocious dragon head almost appears to be real.

The other performers who were supposed to be with him had already been led off the stage by his dom.

As soon as Yin Su stepped down from the stage, He Jinlan went to greet him.

"You have a phone call."

"This time?"

At this time, his partners and staff wouldn't be so clueless, Yin Su frowned imperceptibly beneath his mask.

Furthermore... important matters wouldn't go directly to one's own phone; instead, one would call one's assistant first, and the assistant would handle it first.

The four assistants each managed a specific area of ​​their respective business.

Who is it?

Yin Su picked up his phone, and his pupils contracted slightly the moment he swiped the screen.

Is he his godfather?

Upon closer inspection, he saw seventeen voice calls made half an hour earlier.

what happened?

Yin Su's heart pounded violently, and his blood ran cold. What was going on? So many voice calls? What happened? Otherwise, why would his godfather be calling him at this time?

A chill ran down the man's spine as he instantly went through all the worst possible scenarios in his mind.

My godfather got into trouble? Damn it, how could this happen? He's not answering the phone.

The calls went unanswered.

He Jinlan felt that her boss's nerves had instantly reached their limit.

What happened? He Jinlan also tensed up. What could possibly make her boss act like this...?

"You added Bo Yuntian's contact information before, right?" Yin Su turned around. "Call him now and ask where his brother is?"

He Jinlan didn't immediately realize who Bo Yuntian was, but thanks to his excellent professional skills, he still managed to recall that his boss was talking about the younger brother of that strange trainee. He had added him on WeChat to discuss Bo Bing's hospitalization, but he never expected to use it now.

He called immediately.

It rang for ten seconds.

Yin Su dropped the mask, which made a screeching sound on the floor tiles of the private suite.

He Jinlan was a little scared.

"If you can't get through, book the next available flight to L city," Yin Su's voice was serious but trembling. "There's no time to lose..."

Before I could finish speaking, the call was answered.

"Hello, Mr. He? How can I help you?"

Bo Yuntian was playing a game when it froze for two seconds. A pop-up window appeared, and seeing that it was He Jinlan, he hurriedly swiped open the pop-up window for a WeChat video call.

Where is your brother now?

The cold voice coming from the earphone startled Bo Yuntian. He looked at the screen and immediately recognized He Jinlan and his boss, the movie star Yin Su, on the other end.

“He’s…at home…” Bo Yuntian stood up, not daring to neglect the two of them.

Yin Su breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Bo Yuntian say that Bo Bing was at home.

"Are you really home?"

"What...what do you mean?" His voice trembled with nervousness. "What do you want with my brother...what did he do? He just finished drinking, he's still drunk..."

He knew about Bo Bing's escape and thought that Yin Su's phone call was for revenge.

The boy was so frightened that his legs went weak.

Yin Su squinted, his mind racing, and he roughly understood what the boy was afraid of.

"Don't worry, I'm not trying to cause trouble for your brother," he said calmly, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Have your brother answer the phone; you need to talk to him about something important."

He deliberately emphasized his tone, and Bo Yuntian hurriedly went to knock on the door and turn on the light.

Hmm... are you drunk?

It seems there's no danger now.

Yin Su looked at the guy in the camera lens.

—A young man with a flushed face, curled up on his small bed with a pillow in his arms, his phone under his hand, and his hair disheveled from sleep.

The man sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation.

"Brother, wake up, someone's looking for you—you're all drunk..."

Bo Yuntian shoved the unconscious Bo Bing violently, shouting, "Brother? Brother! Bo Bing!"

Bo Bing used a cushion to block the light from the fluorescent lamp, deftly dodging the boy's shoving.

"I'm so sleepy, don't fucking bother me!"

Bo Bing, her eyes half-open, her collar ripped open, dazedly reached for the other person's phone, "Stop it... I... I won't drink anymore..."

Yin Su pursed his lips.

They're so well-behaved, it's irresistible.

The desires and self-control that he had forcibly suppressed during the performance were easily shattered by the young man in an instant.