The Seductive Beauty Breaks the Insecure Bottom Script [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 10

Mo Qinan’s exasperated voice came through the phone, adding a bit of amusement to Song Mingjiao’s boredom.

Song Mingjiao had been trembling all over due to the system’s punishment. He had powerlessly lifted a hand to bite down on his own wrist, leaving a clear, deep tooth mark on the fair, slender skin.

His eyes were tightly shut, lids veiling his usually beautiful eyes, leaving only his thick lashes to quiver violently. There was a faint, almost imperceptible dampness at the roots of his lashes, and occasional gasps of suppressed pain escaped from between his teeth.

After a moment, Song Mingjiao caught his breath and let go. He carelessly wiped away the lingering moisture on his wrist and sighed to the system in his mind.

“System, look at that. How can your ‘great male lead’ have a mind so full of filth? It really damages the image of your Transmigration Bureau.”

The system did not respond. Ever since it discovered that Song Mingjiao could endure the electric shock punishment the only leverage it had by simply gritting his teeth and refusing to yield, the system had entered a state of programmed chaos and standby mode, unable to process the situation.

Song Mingjiao didn’t care. He turned his attention back to the foul-minded Mo Qinan, who was still rambling on the other end, sounding as if he wanted to reach through the screen to brutally punish Song Mingjiao for “cheating.”

“Mm… Mo Qinan, did you really think that during the days we were apart, I would just stay in the villa alone like a pathetic ‘waiting stone’ for my husband?”

“Song Mingjiao! You were the one who wouldn’t let me into the villa that day! Don’t you dare try to flip the script!”

“Who is that wild man? Tell me! It’s only been a few days are you so empty that you had to find someone else?”

Mo Qinan’s rage was almost palpable. Song Mingjiao even heard the jingle of car keys on the other end; it seemed the man was dropping his act and intended to come over personally to catch the “adulterer.”

Hearing Mo Qinan’s frantic loss of composure, Song Mingjiao finally let out a genuine laugh. The pain had soaked the hair at his temples with sweat, but he took the opportunity to let out a deliberate, soft moan. “Nnh…”

Then, trailing off into a breathy giggle, he said, “Hee-hee… Guess? I’m not telling you.”

“Song Mingjiao—!”

Mo Qinan’s teeth-gritting roar erupted from the phone, but Song Mingjiao hung up without the slightest hesitation.

Finally, after a long while, the grueling electric shocks came to an end. Song Mingjiao climbed up from the carpet with weak legs, threw himself onto the soft, large bed, and pressed the call button for assistance.

[Host, I do not understand. Why must you work against the system’s tasks? You only need to maintain an ‘inferiority complex’ persona in front of the male lead. You don’t need to manage a business or worry about socializing. Why insist on taking such a difficult path?]

Song Mingjiao let out a cold sneer.

Indeed, going from a wealthy, powerful, and beautiful mogul to a submissive, self-deprecating character for the male lead as if he’d been cursed certainly didn’t require a cohesive story.

However, he was too lazy to explain this to the system. Without even opening his eyes, he gave a casual, dismissive reply: “Because it’s fun. Is that reason enough for you?”

Song Mingjiao grew impatient, his tone turning sharp. “Is the punishment over? if it’s over and there’s nothing else, you can leave.”

[…The punishment is complete. It is hoped the host will turn over a new leaf and not repeat the offense.]

“Sure, got it. Beat it.”

Song Mingjiao agreed with zero sincerity. Just as he shooed the annoying system away, a gentle knock sounded at the door soft enough not to startle anyone inside.

“Come in.”

Li Yuanhua entered with a hot towel and warm water. He had wondered why Song Mingjiao would give such an order, but when he saw the scene in the room, his pupils constricted suddenly, and he nearly dropped the items in his hands.

He hurried to the bedside with a pained expression. “Young Master! Who bullied you? Did someone break into the house? It’s my fault I’ll increase the villa’s security patrols tonight!”

Song Mingjiao’s clothes were damp in large patches, clinging uncomfortably to his skin. His cheeks flushed with a faint redness, and there was that suspicious, suggestive bite mark on his wrist as he leaned weakly against the headboard.

Li Yuanhua’s heart softened at the sight; it was no wonder he feared for Song Mingjiao’s safety.

But Song Mingjiao simply waved it off. “It’s nothing big. I was just… exercising on my own. Come here and help me wipe down; my arms are too sore to move.”

Li Yuanhua couldn’t possibly refuse. He watched as Song Mingjiao sprawled onto the bed, exposing his back.

He took a deep breath, trying his best to ignore the dazzlingly fair and delicate skin before him, and applied the towel at the most comfortable temperature.

Song Mingjiao lay lazily in the soft mattress, aimlessly scrolling through his phone. Before long, he saw a message from Secretary Zhang.

[President Song, the matters you arranged earlier have been handled. Just now, Mo Qinan’s tag hit the top of the SuperBlog trending list.]

[Good efficiency.]

[It is only my duty.]

Song Mingjiao exited the chat with Zhang Xuanzhan and noticed a friend request that had been glowing for a while. He then remembered he had given his contact info to that Best Actor earlier today.

Mm, he really had been quite busy today.

Ignoring the friend request for now, he headed to SuperBlog. The first thing he saw was the bold, red tag: “EXPLOSIVE”!

[Breaking News: It is reported that a certain male celebrity starting with ‘M’, who has only been popular for two years, acted like a diva in front of the Chenxing Group. He hogged the scheduled time, forcing all other artists to wait and completely disrupting everyone’s arrangements. Furthermore, it seems Chenxing Group’s internal board decided to award the spokesperson title to someone else.]

[Netizen Passerby]: LOL, this literally spells out Mo Qinan. I knew something was up with him. Always marketing that “humble background, single, hardworking” persona. With that frequency of ads, who believes he doesn’t have a gold master behind him?

[Little Pumpkin]: Marketing accounts chasing clout again. Reported. Please leave our Qinan-gege alone; you’re all just jealous of his top-tier status.

[Exam Passer]: Chenxing Group isn’t just any company. Those fans have some nerve trying to whitewash this. Their “gege” offended a giant; he’d better pray for himself.

Song Mingjiao was very satisfied with the “one stone, multiple birds” harvest of the day. Using an alt account, he went through and liked every comment that pleased him.

He guessed Mo Qinan never expected that the reason his meeting lasted the longest wasn’t because Chenxing Group valued him, but because it was a setup.

Then again, if Mo Qinan had even a shred of conscience, he wouldn’t have occupied so much time so complacently.

This was only the first leak of the night. Mo Qinan had been under his company for so many years; the dirt on him was endless.

Before long, Mo Qingnan’s “achievements” acting like a diva on set, using body doubles for everything, stealing scenes would be exposed one by one.

Thinking it over, Song Mingjiao felt this couldn’t really count as revenge. He was simply taking things the man had actually done things Song Mingjiao had previously spent money to suppress and placing them truthfully before the public for judgment.

Mm, I really am a good person!

Song Mingjiao didn’t just watch alone; he dragged the system along to share the joy, speaking with a beaming smile:

“Don’t play dead, System. Do you like this grand gift I sent you today?”

The system, which had just calmed down, began to buzz with rage again.

[Host! When did you plan all this?! Do you know how much the male lead’s public reputation has dropped because of your leak?]

“Oh my, that sounds serious. What should we do? You’ve already punished me today, you know. Surely a system can’t punish a host multiple times? That wouldn’t be treating me like a human, would it?”

The system emitted a “zzzt” of static before finally falling silent. Song Mingjiao, feeling like he had won a battle, hummed a song happily. He casually declined another incoming call from Mo Qinan and promptly added him to the blacklist.

What a pity. Mo Qinan would likely be overwhelmed by the scandal tonight and wouldn’t have time to come over and play out a “catching a cheater” scene. He felt a tiny bit of regret.

Hearing Song Mingjiao’s laughter, Li Yuanhua thought he had done something wrong, only to see Song Mingjiao roll over and stretch a pair of legs out in front of him, saying naturally, “Continue.”

Those legs were straight and long. Though fair and slender, they became more shapely further up. When Li Yuanhua placed the hot towel on them, he could clearly feel the skin beneath his hands twitch uncontrollably from the stimulus.

How to describe it? Li Yuanhua closed his eyes tightly, his mind filled with only one thought: Too cute!

Meanwhile, the repositioned Song Mingjiao thought: The salary he paid Li Yuanhua was far less than the money he had thrown at Mo Qinan, yet the difference between the two men was like night and day.

Indeed, a dog should be kept at home; leaving one outside only makes its heart grow wild.

“Li Yuanhua,” Song Mingjiao called out lazily.

“Yes, Young Master. What are your orders?” Li Yuanhua immediately stood at attention.

Song Mingjiao leaned forward, his strikingly beautiful, slightly flushed face coming so close to Li Yuanhua that the man’s breathing hitched in shock.

The distance was so small that Li Yuanhua could see the fine peach fuzz on Song Mingjiao’s cheeks. His light-colored eyes stared at him quietly, like a seductive siren.

The “siren” spoke, his voice laced with a hint of enchantment: “Am I good-looking?”

Li Yuanhua’s soul was nearly snatched away. He had never been this close to Song Mingjiao. Without a second thought, he stammered, “Beautiful! You are definitely the most beautiful!”

Satisfied with the answer, Song Mingjiao leaned back against the headboard. Li Yuanhua felt like he was adrift on a stormy sea, helplessly watching the “siren” drift away.

“Mm… say, what if I went into the entertainment industry to play around for a bit?”

Song Mingjiao had looked at so many stars today and felt they weren’t even as good-looking as himself. Why stay behind the scenes promoting others when he could be on stage receiving the applause himself?

“I will follow your lead in everything.”

Song Mingjiao propped his chin on his hand, looking Li Yuanhua up and down. “The entertainment industry always has those cool bodyguards in black, right? I think you’d be perfect for that.”

“Then it’s settled!”

However, before Song Mingjiao could find someone to plan his “entertainment hobby” debut, an image on SuperBlog surged through the rankings, even overtaking the news of Mo Qinan’s scandal.

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