Chapter 168

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Chapter 168: Director Bao’s Particular Tastes

After being rejected by Jiang Shuyan a second time, Director Bao was both furious and anxious.

Truthfully, he had nearly forgotten who Jiang Shuyan even was.

After all, three years is a long time, and in the entertainment industry, there’s never a shortage of girls willing to be discovered.

Any discarded starlet could be replaced by dozens more at a moment’s notice.

The only reason he’d recently sought her out again was because his backer happened to see a photo of her somewhere.

Lust sparked at first sight. After a brief investigation, the backer learned Jiang Shuyan had once evaded Director Bao’s advances — she was a toy that had slipped through his fingers.

That only piqued the backer’s interest further. He immediately instructed Director Bao to deliver Jiang Shuyan, untouched, by any means necessary.

This backer had a certain admiration for her — in such a chaotic industry, someone who could remain untainted, clean, and self-disciplined was rare.

In fact, he was rather glad that Jiang Shuyan had refused Director Bao in the past — had she given in, she’d be no different from all the other used-up women he’d already played with.

Once Director Bao received this order, he immediately mobilized his connections and reached out to Jiang Shuyan again, using a soft and persuasive approach to coax her into agreement.

Facing both public opinion and pressure from her family, Jiang Shuyan eventually caved and agreed to meet him in Shanghai.

When she agreed, Director Bao figured he had it in the bag. But to his surprise, only a few days later, she changed her mind again.

This sudden reversal infuriated Director Bao.

However, he quickly calmed down and started digging into Jiang Shuyan’s recent activities.

The auction in Binhai wasn’t difficult for someone like him to get intel on.

He easily learned that the night before she rejected him again, she had attended the auction.

It was also no secret that the fallen Jiyin Entertainment had been bought at the event by a young girl.

Director Bao wasn’t an idiot. It didn’t take much for him to connect the dots.

After making preparations, he brought his people to Binhai without delay.

Given that Jiang Shuyan had caught the attention of his backer, Director Bao treated her with a surprising amount of courtesy.

But Jiang Shuyan knew full well he was nothing but a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

Director Bao got straight to the point: this time, it wasn’t him who wanted her — someone else did.

If she served this new master well, everything in the past could be erased.

In return, the man would provide her with new resources to help her reenter the entertainment scene.

At first, Jiang Shuyan refused. She had a new protector now.

But when she saw the two tall, muscular men flanking Director Bao, she decided to play along — at least for now.

Since it was someone behind Director Bao who wanted her, he likely wouldn’t do anything to her himself — yet.

Just as she predicted, Director Bao didn’t make things too difficult for her. Before leaving, Jiang Shuyan secretly told her roommate to contact Ye Xiao if anything went wrong.

Director Bao, with two bodyguards in tow, brought Jiang Shuyan to a hotel.

The place reminded her of that dinner party over three years ago.

Back then, Master Bao had reeked of sleaze, all lustful eyes and wandering hands — all of which she had firmly rejected. In the end, he had shown his true colors in a fit of rage.

But today, Master Bao seemed like a different man. He was all smiles and politeness. This unexpected civility eased some of Jiang Shuyan’s nerves on the way.

At the very least, it didn’t seem like the fat creep was going to lay a finger on her yet.

Now, the three of them were crammed into a dimly lit private room.

The ceiling lights flickered with strange, ambiguous hues, lending the whole scene an air of sleaze.

The two bodyguards stood at the door, doing their job dutifully.

“Miss Jiang,” Director Bao said grandly, lifting a wine glass, “please allow me to apologize for any misunderstandings between us in the past. Even if the deal didn’t go through, we’re still friends, right? Let me toast you!”

Jiang Shuyan frowned, but reluctantly lifted her glass as well. If she could, she would’ve loved nothing more than to throw the wine in his face.

But the situation wasn’t in her favor. Offending Director Bao outright could have unpredictable consequences.

In the past, when the backer picked out a woman, Director Bao never dared touch her before the man had his turn.

But there had been one incident where he got drunk, took the garden path instead of the main exit, and… things happened.

The starlet had also been drunk and didn’t notice anything amiss — just thought it hurt a little more than usual.

The backer never suspected a thing. After he got tired of the girl and handed her off, Director Bao got another taste.

From that moment on, he discovered a whole new thrill. Because what’s more exciting than forbidden fruit?

Since then, Master Bao had become obsessed with that rush — using the backdoor, figuratively and literally, to get away with things that would otherwise be off-limits.
As long as he was careful and left no evidence, no one would know.

He was addicted to that game. This time was no different.

His plan was simple: get Jiang Shuyan drunk, take her from the back, and then deliver her untouched — at least where it mattered — to his backer.

Seeing Jiang Shuyan drink her glass, Director Bao grinned and lifted his own again.

“Ahaha, Miss Jiang, one more! Let me toast you again!”

This restaurant was handpicked by Director Bao after thorough vetting.

Most of the women here were either with boyfriends or hired escorts — not the kind to meddle or speak out.

From the moment she entered, Jiang Shuyan had been deeply uncomfortable with the environment.

There weren’t many dishes on the table, but both on top and underneath it were scattered bottles — empty, half-full, recently opened, or barely touched.
Beer, red wine, baijiu — everything.

Over the years, Director Bao had made a fortune by grooming actresses and supplying them to his backers.
This kind of expense meant nothing to him.

If Jiang Shuyan could please the man, he’d benefit immensely too. But really, it was that forbidden thrill that kept him going — not money.

His body had been in decline for years. Pushing fifty, nearing sixty, he could barely perform anymore.

Except for those rare moments: either cuckolding his backer or sleeping with the women passed down to him after the backer tired of them.

The smell of alcohol saturated the room. Even just breathing made one feel tipsy.

Jiang Shuyan felt her cheeks flushing, her head fuzzy.

But even that couldn’t compare to the constant, rancid body odor wafting off Director Bao — a stench like rotting meat left out in the summer heat for thirty days.

Worse still, without saying a word, Master Bao had been inching closer and closer.

Now, he was practically pressed up against her.

Jiang Shuyan felt as if she were being wrapped in a putrid, decaying mass of flesh — and still had to put on a polite face.