Chapter 1472: Little Jin Chen Dragon and Guardian Phoenix 25

Seeing the client negotiation go very smoothly, they signed the contract on the spot.

Inside the private room, Changli and the Party A representative signed the contract one after another, then saw the representative hesitate, as if they had something to say but were holding back.

Changli asked, "Manager Sun, do you have any other requests?"

The man called Manager Sun put down the signing pen, then his sharp gaze flicked to the secretary beside him.

The secretary understood, smiling: "Mr. Changli also knows our brand is doing a light luxury youth line this season, but we've struggled to find a suitable spokesperson so far."

"Our Manager Sun has an eye for talent, feeling that the employee behind you has star quality and would be perfect as our spokesperson."

Changli's slightly furrowed brows completely changed expression when they saw they were pointing at Jin Chen.

Jin Chen, lost in thought, suddenly became the focus of everyone's gaze, dazed for half a second, then showed a polite smile that said, 'I don't know what you're talking about, but I'll just smile.'

Unaware that smiling made Manager Sun think they were even more suitable, he immediately slammed the table and decided, 'If we can reach an endorsement deal, your studio's benefits will be higher.'

The secretary then asked Jin Chen, 'Sir, do you have any interest in being a model?'

Jin Chen stayed silent for a few seconds, then after Ling Gun Gun's explanation, raised an eyebrow slightly: 'Can being your model earn pocket money?'

It's rare for someone to ask about endorsement fees using the term 'pocket money'; the secretary laughed in surprise: 'Of course, sir, the endorsement fee is very substantial, and that's also why Manager Sun values you.'

Jin Chen nodded, still sitting lazily, slouched without proper posture.

'I thought there was no need to ask…' 'No.'

Changli's refusal was swift, not even considering that both parties were still in the cooperation stage.

The secretary's smile stiffened on their face: 'This…'

Changli didn't turn to look at Jin Chen, merely staring coldly at Manager Sun.

'Your brand's past endorsers have all been popular artists; there's no need to find someone to accompany them.'

Manager Sun's mouth twitched, unwilling: 'Your employee has the potential to become famous; as long as they obey, what's there to worry about not making them a star?'

Jin Chen shifted posture, continuing to lean against the chair back, nodding in agreement.

Just that handsome!

Changli: '……'

They gave Jin Chen a subtle stare.

Jin Chen stayed silent for two seconds, sat up a little straighter, and continued to act as a mute who wouldn't speak for themselves.

When Changli spoke to Manager Sun again, their tone held a warning, expression grave: 'Manager Sun, my boyfriend isn't someone from your circle, so he's not suitable as a model.'

'You… your boyfriend?' Manager Sun, rare to show some embarrassment, patted the wrinkles on their suit: 'Then I won't steal your love; rest assured, our cooperation will continue.'

Changli calmly watched Manager Sun and the secretary leave, their aura even more oppressive than Party A's.

Until only the people from Phoenix Feather Studio remained in the business private room.

Xu Liang didn't understand: 'Boss, why can't we let Jin Chen be their spokesperson? It would also benefit our studio.'

Que Ling glanced at them silently; even if the boss were jealous, they wouldn't notice—truly a keen, ambitious employee with low perceptiveness.

Jin Chen also, Youyou gazed at Changli with some teasing.

Changli said angrily, 'How could you agree without my consent?'

Jin Chen: 'Oh… are you jealous?'

They tilted their head, the curve of their lips showing a hint of nonchalant sway.

Changli, seething, gritted their teeth: 'Manager Sun is notorious in the circle for liking handsome men; anyone they sign as a model tacitly accepts the unspoken rules.'

'As your guardian, I have a duty to protect your safety.'

Jin Chen nodded, saying leisurely, 'All right, I just want to find something else to do.'

Changli: '……'

It turns out they were still retaliating for what was said in the office that day.

His dragon really is a childish ghost.

Changli fell silent, their long eyelashes drooping slightly to hide the redness in their eyes, the atmosphere a bit stiff.

He Yi watched the scene leisurely, even planning to fan the flames to make the two break up completely, but as soon as they spoke, the assistant pulled them up.

'Boss, we'll go downstairs to check the other side's demands, you carry on.'

The assistant and Que Ling each took one side to escort He Yi out; the assistant feared this person would take advantage, while Que Ling was terrified He Yi would do something exposing, in case they all got dragged down together.

Xu Liang, ignored again: '……'

I really dislike you all!

The room fell into silence.

Soon, Jin Chen's low, pleasant voice broke the silence, carrying a carefree laziness and gentle coaxing.

'Is Fenghuang angry?'

Changli glanced at them, wordless, but the redness in their eyes was unmistakable.

'Hearing you say that that day, I was angry too.'

Jin Chen lounged bonelessly in the soft sofa, lifting their eyes to fixedly stare at Changli's brows and eyes, voice muffled: 'Fenghuang has their own secrets, hiding them from me and trying to drive me away.'

'Is it because they fear the inner demon, or because they don't want to be with me?'

Changli looked at their dragon in disbelief, never expecting to hear such words, and when they spoke again, their voice choked: 'How could you think that of me?'

Furious to the point of distress, the dampness in their heart spread to the corners of their eyes, and even their mood felt soggy.

Jin Chen finally rose, stepping on the dark floor tiles of the private room, walking toward Changli; as they leaned in to look, they casually pinched Changli's chin, fingertips rubbing the lips.

Forced to lift their head, Changli couldn't look away, only staring straight at Jin Chen's dragon, the sorrow in their eyes deepening.

'Does Fenghuang still want to keep distance from me?' Jin Chen asked.

Unable to escape the posture and with their beloved so close, Changli realized that for several days straight, they and Jin Chen had never even shared a simple hug, and it was agony for anyone.

Changli said softly, 'The inner demon condenses my thousand years of malign thoughts and hostility; only by re‑entering seclusion to reseal it can it be stopped.'

"I can't control myself now, I'm afraid he'll hurt you."

"One must know that the heart demon possesses strength equal to his, and is even more cruel and ruthless; his dragon has only just taken form, so how could he possibly escape unscathed?"

"Jin Chen slightly curled the corners of his mouth, pressed the phoenix's lips, and said, 'I want to hear the answer; I'll explain the reason later.'"

"Chang Li felt a little itchy from being rubbed, had never felt Jin Chen so oppressive, his breathing unsteady, 'No... I don't want to.'"

"Only then was the held face released; Jin Chen squeezed to sit beside Chang Li and directly pulled him into his arms."

"This pose was not unfamiliar to Chang Li at all; during the time he was sick, every day he leaned like this in Jin Chen's embrace."

"He actually felt a long-lost sense of familiarity, even though not much time had passed."

"Chang Li felt even worse inside, rubbing lightly against Jin Chen's shoulder, utterly like a spoiled child."

"'Did you open the gift I gave you yesterday?' Jin Chen asked, seemingly not intending to continue the previous topic."

"The low voice brushed past Chang Li's ear; he tilted his head, rubbed again, then nodded."

"'I opened it, but...'"

"Chang Li took out a jade-white seashell from the inner pocket of his suit and said, 'Why give a seashell?'"

"God only knows how long he pondered over the seashell after returning to his room last night."