Imprisoning the Black Moonlight

Time flies, and the Spring Festival is just around the corner. There haven't been any performances at work lately, so Yao Gongyue spends her days at work slacking off and studying, and then goes to her studio to work on her little business after get off work in the evenings.

The city of Beijing was brightly lit at midnight.

The broadcast ended early today, and Yao Gongyue wasn't very happy on the way back, barely saying a word.

The man thought she was tired, so he played some soothing music. When they got home, he carried her upstairs and said, "Yuebao, go take a shower and get some rest afterward."

"Where are you going?" she asked unhappily as he started to walk out.

"I'm going to the study to deal with a few emails. You go to sleep first, okay?"

She didn't say anything more, turned around and dejectedly went into the bathroom.

……

Soaking in the bathtub, the more I thought about work today, the worse it got.

At noon, she was inexplicably called to the director's office, who said there was an event the next day and asked her to dance. She felt a bit confused, as all the group's events were announced in advance, and even commercial performances were rehearsed beforehand. She didn't just go there without knowing why.

I found out that the director's husband works in construction and wanted to curry favor with a big boss to get some projects. He invited the boss to dinner and asked her to bring a few girls to make a good impression.

Many people in the workplace knew that Yao Gongyue was a minor internet celebrity, including the director. She was the first person the director thought of. Moreover, she was beautiful, had a good figure, was dressed in designer brands, and was chauffeured around in luxury cars every day. She was definitely being kept by someone. If she could catch the eye of the big boss, it would be a great opportunity for her, and her husband's career would have someone who could speak up for him.

The director didn't say this explicitly, but hinted that they were all her own people, and she wasn't the only one going; several girls were going. Everyone happily agreed, as it wasn't a big occasion and they could just dance a little.

To allay her concerns, the director even took her hand and tried to get closer to her, saying, "We're all family here. Your older brother is from Northeast China. He's a generous and warm-hearted man who loves lively gatherings. Let me bring you and your younger sisters over so we can all have a meal and chat. Don't worry about it."

Seeing her hesitate and decline, he didn't hesitate to turn cold on the spot, saying how he usually took care of her, always thought of her when there were good things, and never turned a blind eye to her being late or leaving early.

Yao Gongyue rolled her eyes inwardly: If I hadn't been giving you cosmetics, beauty cards, and shopping cards all the time, would you have been so kind?

Despite the complaints, judging from this combination of soft and hard tactics, it's clear they have no choice but to drag her along, unless she quits on the spot.

Reluctantly, I could only agree.

But the more he thought about it, the more he regretted it. Frustrated, he patted the water, got up, wrapped himself in a towel, and went out.

The man, who had been reading in bed, noticed her walking out with wet hair and bare feet. His dark eyes narrowed, and he got up to get a dry towel to dry her hair.

"Why did you come out with wet hair?"

Yao Gongyue let him dry her hair, and asked lazily, "Didn't you go to the study?"

"I was worried you'd be cold all alone, so I came to be your constant warmth baby!"

The girl whimpered and reached out to hug the man's strong waist, pressing her cheek against his abdomen. "Oppa~, I'm so annoyed! Being a person is so hard, I don't want to be a person anymore..."

The man chuckled and smirked, "So what do you want to do? Be a pig?"

"It's not funny at all!"

Hong Jin took a hairdryer and patiently dried her hair. Then, at her direction, he found a face mask and put it on her before getting into bed and pulling her into his arms. "What's wrong? Tell your husband!"

"Oppa~, if your boss insists that you do something that has nothing to do with work but is related to her personal life, and if you don't do it, you'll offend people and she'll make things difficult for you; if you do it, you don't want to do it, and she'll come after you if similar things happen in the future, what should you do?"

The man's large hand stroked her back, a flash of sinister intent crossing his dark eyes. "Is someone at work giving you trouble?"

"I can't say whether it's difficult or not, but I'm just unhappy. It's clearly not our job, but sometimes we have to do it. You don't understand, China is a society based on personal connections, it's very troublesome."

Hong Jin couldn't help but chuckle, and said with a faint smile, "Hmm, okay, I don't understand! If you don't want to work here, then don't. It's not like you absolutely need this company. Your husband will support you."

“I can earn my own money, why would I need you to support me?” She pushed away the man’s restless hand. “But I’ve been dancing for many years. Dancing is my dream, it has little to do with money, I just want to dance.”

"Yes, if you want to jump, then jump! Your husband supports you!"

"If you're going to support me, then give me some advice!" She sat up sideways, pushing against the man's chest. "I know you have a way!"

Hong Jin smiled and said, "You trust your husband that much!"

"Oppa~, husband~, Jin-gege~, you're the best. You're my support and my mentor. When I encounter difficulties, you're the first person I think of. I rely on you so much. Look at how pitiful and helpless I am, please give me some guidance!"

She straddled the man's lap, her small hand slipping inside his pajamas, like a seductive vixen.

The man's Adam's apple bobbed, and he took two deep breaths. His eyes changed. "Baby, in this world, there is a third option between doing something and not doing something."

"What?" Yao Gongyue's eyes lit up, and she immediately perked up.

"I did it, but I didn't do it well!"

"..."

Hong Jin looked at her confused eyes and smiled wickedly, "You did it, and your attitude was fine. If you didn't do it well, that's a matter of personal ability. If your attitude is bad, she will cause you trouble. It's only natural to lack ability! Just because you dance well doesn't mean you have strong comprehension skills. Everyone has flaws, right?"

"Oppa~"

After a series of twists and turns, Yao Gongyue clasped her hands together and placed them on her chest, saying in a coquettish tone, "What should I do? I admire you more and more..."

The man looked at her exaggerated expression and said, "Your acting has deteriorated, baby!"

"Oh, it's just a hobby, that's good enough, be content!" She got out of bed while peeling off her face mask.

"Where are you going?" The man, caught between her teasing and his desire, asked in a slightly husky voice as he reached out to grab her wrist.

Yao Gongyue turned around, raised an eyebrow, and gave him a mischievous smile. "Go and get ready. We absolutely have to be serious!"

"Hurry up, I'm giving you ten minutes! If you're not in bed by then, I'm going to catch you!"

"Old pervert"

……

The next day.

Yao Gongyue, carrying the largest tote bag, struggled into the training hall. The director saw her from afar and waved her over, "Yueyue, there's nothing much to do today. We can leave at 3:30 this afternoon. Your brother-in-law will pick us up in his car. He'll definitely make his sister proud!"

"Director!" Yao Gongyue took her hand affectionately, "Didn't you say we're all family? Now that you say that, I'm getting really nervous. Maybe I shouldn't go, lest I mess things up for you!"

"No, no, just jump however you like. I trust your professional skills. You'll look good no matter how you jump!" The director didn't expect her to be so enthusiastic today. Her attitude changed drastically, and she smiled broadly, her eyes practically disappearing into her teeth.

"Then I'll have to make a fool of myself. Please don't criticize me or get angry if I don't dance well!"

"No, no!"

……

It was supposed to be 3:30 pm, but just after 3 pm, the director called the girls to get into the car, and the car sped all the way to a luxury hotel in Beijing.

Hong Jin sat in the car, looking at the address Yao Gongyue had sent. His dark eyes narrowed, and he stubbed out his cigarette. "A-Lu, let's eat here!"