Rebirth in Showbiz: How to Win the Showbiz Emperor's Heart?

“Little Nine, inject the drug.”

Little Nine held the syringe and asked hesitantly, “Young Master?”

This was the latest drug Brother Qi had developed. The effect was super strong—once injected, when the person woke up their temperament would completely change, become extremely obedient, answer whatever you asked. The only pity was that this drug could only be used on a person once; afterward it would lose its effect.

Obviously this was a BUG. Mm, Brother Qi’s skill level still wasn’t quite there yet.

So timing was really important. It kind of felt like using it now wasn’t very appropriate.

Bo Yimo gave a slight nod. “Inject.”

The Young Master is the boss. Whatever the boss says, goes.

Little Nine quickly injected the drug.

“Let’s go.”

Empty syringe in hand, Little Nine stared dumbfounded at his Young Master walking ahead.

Young Master, this habit of yours of using it and tossing it right away is kind of not great, you know.

Weren’t we supposed to stay here and keep watch?

You tricked them away and then just left?

Isn’t this a bit too irresponsible, hello!

Even if you’re acting, you should at least make it look convincing!

But Little Nine couldn’t say anything. He could only watch helplessly as his Young Master walked out of the ward, and when he was about to lose sight of him, he hurriedly followed.

Little Nine followed his Young Master all the way back to the Bo Family estate.

At the door, they saw the Young Madam.

In that instant, everything made sense.

No wonder he was in such a rush to come back—turns out it was to see the Young Madam. Totally normal.

After the banquet, Tong Yan was exhausted, mainly mentally. She basically hadn’t done anything, but she had to keep her spirits up to deal with these people—after all, they were all big shots in high office, each one a sly old fox. Dealing with them really wasn’t easy.

Thankfully she had the experience from her previous life, so at least she didn’t make a fool of herself. Not to mention she already had the biggest scandal behind her—whatever happened afterward wouldn’t feel that abrupt.

Amen, thank you, Bo Si.

Bo Yimo’s gaze was indulgent, his voice gentle as he walked over and took her hand. “Tired?”

Tong Yan was about to say she wasn’t, but paused, her eyes rolling once around before she nodded very seriously. “Tired. How are you going to make it up to me?”

Bo Yimo chuckled softly, his long fingers sliding through her silky, smooth hair, traces of her faint fragrance reaching his nose. “Baby, what do you want? Pay you back with my body?”

Hehehe.

Tong Yan shot him a look, then thought about her upcoming schedule. It seemed she had three free days. She spoke with great interest, “Let’s go on a trip?”

Bo Yimo was just about to agree.

“And take Xiao Zhi.”

Bo Yimo’s hand paused. “He has school.”

“We can just ask for leave.”

Bo Yimo spoke very slowly. “Military school doesn’t allow leave.”

Little Nine: …

Young Master, is it really okay to lie this righteously?

If I remember right, Young Master Xiao Zhi barely counts as being in kindergarten level, okay? He hasn’t even started real training yet; it’s just physical exercises. There’s no way it’s that strict!

Sure, it’s stricter than normal, but you can still take leave, hello!

Silently sympathizing with Young Master Xiao Zhi.

Lighting a candle for him.

There goes a perfectly good trip, just like that.

Tong Yan was a bit disappointed. “Oh, I see.” She hadn’t seen Xiao Zhi in quite a while, and now she couldn’t again. She really missed him.

Bo Yimo’s eyes rippled with warmth, his voice as gentle as it could be. “Baby, just the two of us, our own little world, okay?”

The beauty trap he hadn’t used in a long time still worked perfectly in that moment.

Tong Yan’s mind went foggy. “Okay.” She didn’t even know what she was agreeing to.

There’s a kind of poison in this world, called Bo Yimo. There’s no antidote. Once you come into contact with it, that’s the start of your addiction.