Huayu: I'm reborn, but you still force me to be a scumbag?

Chapter 594 One must live with a clear conscience
The woman sat curled up beside the cabinet, leaning against the wardrobe. When Chen Nuo put the pizza into her mouth, she didn't eat it, making muffled noises and shaking her head repeatedly.

Chen Nuo immediately understood, removed the pizza, and then pulled the knot behind her. The restraints were instantly released, and the woman was freed.

"Go."

There was no response. The woman took off her blindfold, stood up immediately, and staggered towards the bathroom.

Chen Nuo lay in bed, intending to wait for the woman to come out and chat, but he was so tired that he fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

I don't know how long I slept, but I was awakened by a soft call: "Chen Jun, Chen Jun".

He opened his eyes and yawned.

He looked up at the woman in front of him.

Ayase Haruka stood on the other side of the bed, her head bowed, knees slightly bent, body slightly curled up, hands clasped together in front of her, as if trying to cover some sensitive areas. However, her figure was not the type that could be completely concealed, so it was only slightly better than nothing, with large expanses of snow-white skin still clearly visible.

Chen Nuo asked, "Is it done?"

Ayase Haruka lowered her head and said in a barely audible voice, "Hi."

Have you eaten?

"No, no."

Chen Nuo pointed to the pizza box, "Get another slice, let's eat first."

"Hi."

Ayase Haruka agreed, turned around and took a slice of pizza from the table. Without sitting down, she stood and ate it, wolfing down about a third of it. Suddenly, she stopped and asked in a low voice, "Excuse me, can I... can I have some water?"

Chen Nuo said, "Okay."

"Hi."

Ayase Haruka first took two steps toward the cabinet, then paused for a moment before turning around, picking up a bottle of Evian from the table, turning to the side, covering her mouth with her hand, and taking small sips.

He glanced at the floor by the wardrobe door, where a wide-mouthed plastic bowl sat. It was something he had specifically asked Gulnazar to buy when she went to the nearby Costco.

The bowl is empty now, but it should have been full of water before he left this morning...

It wasn't just that some of his lifestyle habits had shifted in a short period of time over the past few days—he had once again turned his gaze to the woman who was drinking water.

You can see Ayase tilting her head back, taking small sips of her drink, her throat bobbing up and down. From the side, you can notice that although the rounded part exposed inside her black bra is still quite impressive, the ribs that are faintly visible below the bra look more prominent than a few days ago, and her hip bones are also more prominent.

His figure was quite different from what he had seen three days ago when the woman first undressed in front of him.

In his past life, Chen Nuo had seen a sentence somewhere.

"Humans are made of flexible materials, and theoretically, with certain methods, it is possible to transform any person into whatever you want them to be."

In this life, he felt that this statement could be slightly modified: the materials that make up each person are different in terms of elasticity. Some people are very elastic, making them easy to change; others are less elastic, making them very difficult to change.

This is actually a basic quality that determines whether someone can be an actor. Someone like him is like a lump of mud, basically shapeless, and can be molded however you want.

As it stands, Haruka Ayase is at least a piece of clay.

This is good news for the current situation.

……

As Ayase Haruka drank her water, she could feel a gaze lingering on her out of the corner of her eye.

Logically speaking, as a former model who has taken many swimsuit photos, wearing underwear in front of men is not unusual; otherwise, she would not have agreed to this method to help herself immerse herself in the role.

But at that moment, she felt a strange shiver running through her from the inside out. Under the influence of this shiver, she felt like she needed to urinate again.

She casually put down her water glass, mechanically ate a few more bites of pizza, then walked over, naturally putting her hands behind her back, trying to appear calm.

Chen Nuo shook his head and said, "You should rest tonight."

Ayase Haruka paused for a moment, somewhat at a loss.

Chen Nuo then asked, "How have you been feeling these past few days?"

Ayase Haruka paused for a moment.

All the dark memories of the past three days suddenly came flooding back.

She shivered involuntarily.

Although she could move slightly inside the closet and even kneel on the floor to lick water, the feeling of being blindfolded and confined in a small space was like torture, and every second was agonizing.

She had never longed for someone's appearance so much, because only when he appeared could she regain a moment's freedom.

Every person who walked by, every sound of footsteps outside, filled her with immense anticipation, but most of the time, anticipation was followed by disappointment. Time and again, she went from heaven to hell, and then from hell back to heaven.
Until finally, one footstep sounded—his. The feeling when the door opened was indescribable.

That must be how Hong Tianjiao felt when she saw Xiao Enjun appear.

"Thanks to you, I feel I have benefited greatly. I am truly grateful for your guidance; I am extremely thankful."

"Should we continue?"

A brief moment of fear and a flurry of thoughts flashed through her mind, and Ayase Haruka finally replied, "Yes, please continue to take good care of me, arigato zaimasu!"

After bowing, she turned her back again and extended her hand.

However, this time the other party still did not touch her.

"I won't tie it up at night anymore."

"Huh?" Hearing the man say that, Ayase Haruka panicked a little and turned around to ask, "Mr. Chen Nuo, is it...is there something I did wrong? Smima Sai, please tell me what I did wrong, and I will definitely correct it!"

"You didn't do anything wrong. From now on, nights are your rest time, so you'll sleep in bed."

"...Huh? Then, Mr. Chen Nuo, where do you sleep?"

"Of course I sleep in bed too."

"Eh——————"

but,

When Ayase Haruka lay down on the bed with a shy and nervous feeling, covered herself with the blanket, stared at the ceiling with a racing heart, waiting for something, things did not develop as she had imagined.

She heard the man beside her ask, "Do you think we're on a boat right now?"

Ayase Haruka was stunned.

ferry?
looks like?

To be honest, it does look somewhat like one. The cramped, old room is like a ship's cabin, with an overly soft, cheap mattress; the slightest movement makes it feel like you're drifting on the waves.

But why did Chen Jun mention the boat?

Ah!
Haruka Ayase suddenly realized!
Was it—the ship that carried her and Sean to America?

"Hi, yes, yes, it looks very similar."

She finally realized what was happening and hurriedly replied.

However, there was no further response from the other side.

Just as Ayase Haruka was filled with anxiety, worried that her dull reaction might displease those around her, she suddenly heard a steady and soft breathing sound.

Listening to the rhythmic sounds, Ayase Haruka's body gradually and completely relaxed.

She slept fitfully in the closet all day and now felt wide awake.

She stared at the ceiling, her eyes gradually becoming moist.

Chen Nuojun, what a noble and pure artist he was.

Even in this almost ambiguous situation, he never had a single distracting thought. All his energy and thoughts were immersed in thinking about the character and the film, and focused on how to better portray the role.

And what about her?
But he kept having random thoughts about things he shouldn't be thinking about.

Compared to a gentleman like Mr. Chen Nuo, what a despicable and shameless person she is!
……

……

The next morning, when Chen Nuo was woken up by a knock on the door, he found himself holding something that looked like a steamed bun, with his fingertips completely embedded in it, and he felt a heavy sense of satisfaction.

He opened his eyes and saw a distinctively pretty face very close to him, staring at him with open eyes.

Chen Nuo withdrew his hand and said, "Sorry."

Ayase Haruka blushed slightly, but for some reason, she seemed not to care and asked seriously, "Chen-kun, when Sean and Hong Tianjiao were on the ship to America, did they start to develop feelings for each other because of the loneliness of the journey?"

Chen Nuo was truly baffled—

It's so early in the morning, I haven't even brushed my teeth, and my breasts were just pinched, and you're already talking to me about this? Are you crazy?
However, having inexplicably taken advantage of someone, Chen Nuo thought for a moment and replied, "It should be."

Did they know each other before?

"They should know each other, but they won't be very familiar. After all, Sean is just a lowly soldier, while Hong Tianjiao is the emperor's daughter."

"Chen Jun, if I'm only with Xiao Enjun because I'm lonely, do you think I love him?"

Chen Nuo smiled and said, "I don't know about that. Whether it's love or something else, you'll have to experience it for yourself."

Ayase Haruka nodded and said, "Understood. Mr. Chen, please continue to guide me today."

After saying that, she sat up in bed, turned her back, and put her hands behind her back.

Ok.

Chen Nuo touched his nose, once again shocked by the woman's strangeness.

However, since the other person was so considerate, he felt awkward refusing.

I first picked up the Rolex Rainbow Daytona from the bedside table and checked the time; it was exactly 6 o'clock. Then I took the rope next to it and started tying it.

This time, he really went all out, not only using his hands and feet, but also employing some skills he had learned in his spare time in his previous life.

During this process, Ayase Haruka acted as if she had taken the wrong medicine, completely different from last time, and was unusually cooperative. After tying her up, they gagged her and blindfolded her.

Looking at the girl in front of him, Chen Nuo suddenly felt a bit hungry.

He picked up the girl and put her in the closet.

As he straightened up and was about to close the cabinet door, he seemed to hear the girl say "Arigato" from her throat.

Chen Nuo paused for a moment, then sighed silently.

The people on the island are truly talented.

……

On this day, Horseshoe Town welcomed a pair of unexpected guests.

When the two, one big and one small, rode into Horseshoe Town, they immediately attracted the attention of everyone on the street.

Two young cowboys smoking by the porch squinted. An old shoemaker with thick glasses on the street put down his hammer. Behind a second-floor window of a wooden house, a glamorous prostitute took a puff of her cigarette with interest and exhaled.

Along the way, people walking on the street stopped and looked over.

Finally, Chen Nuo and Kuvenzani reined in their horses in front of a bar.

Chen Nuo dismounted, and Kuvenzani also jumped off his horse cleanly and neatly.

After more than a month of trekking and adventure, the little girl, under the tutelage of the Eastern outlaws, is no longer the same as before.

She not only learned to ride a horse, but also to fire a gun.

During a previous pursuit of a wanted criminal, the man had forced her to shoot and kill someone. If it weren't for the last moment when her adoptive father changed his mind amidst the girl's tears, she would already have a life on her hands.

The small Colt 1849 pocket revolver that Quvenzani carried on her waist was bought in the previous town with the bounty money from the two wanted criminals.

When the two entered the bar, a group of people who were chatting and drinking immediately fell silent upon seeing them. Several burly men wearing cowboy hats looked over with ill intent.

Chen Nuo glanced at it, seemingly ignoring it, walked to the bar, took out a $10 bill, placed it on the table, and said, "Hello, I want to inquire about two people."

The bartender behind the counter looked at the money, then at him, and said warily, "Huang Long, I have no information here. Please leave."

Chen Nuo smiled and said, "You know me?"

The bartender glanced at the little girl behind him and said, "In all of Louisiana, you're the only one who would bring a black boy on horseback into a strange town. A black boy riding a horse is illegal in Louisiana."

“If I remember correctly, there are no slaves in this country now. She is a free woman now. She can go wherever she wants and ride a horse whenever she wants.”

"But this doesn't include this place. Please leave; you're not welcome here."

"Don't get so worked up, buddy. I'm just here to find two people. I'll leave once I find them."

The person you're looking for isn't here!

Chen Nuo said to himself, "The Spike brothers. I heard that they set up a black market here, specializing in buying and selling laborers."

“I don’t know them. I’ve never heard of them before.” A hint of nervousness flashed across the boss’s face.

Chen Nuo took out another $10 and placed it on the counter. "Will this help you remember?"

The bartender didn't even glance at the money, and said with a hostile expression, "I told you, leave immediately, or I'll have you and your little black devil thrown out!"

Just then, the sound of a bench being dragged came from behind. Chen Nuo turned around and saw that all the menacing-looking cowboys at the table in the bar had stood up and slowly gathered around.

He smiled, and that smile looked both handsome and roguish in the viewfinder.

"Wow," he said, feigning surprise.

……

"Bloodstained Yellow Dragon, Match 54, Item 3".

(Smack!)
"Action." Quentin stood beside the camera, his eyes fixed on the scene.

Robert Richardson looked through the viewfinder as the camera slid along the track from left to right.

By this time, the bar was a complete mess.

Broken tables and chairs, overturned bottles, and several fierce-looking bald, burly men lying haphazardly on the ground. Some had fainted, while others, following Quentin's instructions, immediately clutched their stomachs and feigned painful groans.

To avoid repetition, Quentin decided to skip the action scenes in the middle.

So after this shot was filmed...

The next shot shows Chen Nuo holding the bartender by the collar with one hand, pinning him against the wall, and shoving the gun barrel into the bartender's mouth with the other.

“I’ll count to three,” he said in a calm, almost frightening tone, “and if you don’t speak up, I’ll have to leave Louisiana and go to Mexico. Please, don’t force me to do something I don’t want to do—I love America, I haven’t had enough of it yet.”

"Okay, I'll start counting now."

"three."

"two."

"one."

The bartender shook his head frantically throughout the process, tears welling up in his eyes, but he still didn't utter a single word.

Chen Nuo said, "You're a real tough guy. Okay, although I hate Mexican food, you've forced me to..."

The bartender let out a muffled sob, and tears rolled down his cheeks.

Just then, Quvenzani whispered from the side, "Dad, put the gun in his mouth, he won't be able to speak."

Chen Nuo had a look of sudden realization on his face.

His lips pursed slightly, the smile that had been hanging on his face slowly disappeared, and the warmth in his eyes gradually faded, leaving only a chilling murderous aura.

He slowly pulled the gun muzzle out of the fat man's mouth.

In the footage, the bartender gasped for breath, and before Chen Nuo could speak, he cried out in a panic, "Don't kill me! Next Monday, at Santa Fe Station—they'll be trading their latest shipment there! That's all I know, really all I know!"

……

……

Another busy day came to an end, and it was evening when Chen Nuo returned to the hotel.

Gulnazar didn't prepare pizza for him today. After all, what Chinese person can eat pizza for 20 days straight?
After eating together twice in the first two days, the girl started asking Linghu to accompany her to the supermarket to buy groceries while he was filming. Then they found a nearby restaurant and she cooked all sorts of dishes herself.

A few days ago, he even managed to make a meal of XJ fried noodles, which truly amazed him.

The girl prepared something rather conventional today: sushi.

Chen Nuo was too lazy to think about the implications. Anyway, those who needed to know already knew, and Ayase Haruka was giving him special acting training in his room.

Haruka Ayase's female manager came by once in between, and I chatted with her for a while.

He deliberately avoided them at the time and didn't know what the two of them talked about, but later the agent bowed to him at least a dozen times with a grateful expression.

The rest of the people knew, but pretended not to.

He rarely bothered with it anymore.

In any case, Chen Nuo always acts in accordance with his conscience.

Holding the sushi, Chen Nuo stood at the door of the room. He didn't rush to open the door, but instead looked around to make sure no one was there before slowly using the key to open the door a crack and slipping inside.

As soon as they entered, the woman hanging from the ceiling fan immediately started making whimpering sounds.

If a few weeks ago, Chen Nuo would have rushed to untie her upon hearing this sound, now he has figured out a woman's limits. The whimpering and moaning meant there was still room for maneuver. Therefore, he wasn't in a hurry at all.

Chen Nuo placed the sushi on the table and began to eat, while reviewing the effectiveness of today's special training.

Sure enough, the woman was right. After taking off her bra, her reaction was surprisingly strong. She was no longer as calm as before.

Her arms were suspended high by ropes, her upper body completely exposed to the air, her skin flushed with a thin layer of pink, seemingly out of shame.

Her head drooped desperately, as if trying to cover her face and chest with her hair, attempting to hide herself. But clearly, it was destined to be in vain.

Seeing this, Chen Nuo had to admit that this time it was just right.

At this moment, the sense of shame that Ayase Haruka expressed through her actions was so profound that it didn't even need words to touch people's hearts.

The previous thing was really too lenient.

Come to think of it, it makes sense. She's a Japanese woman who's worked as a swimsuit model and taken sexy photos. To expect her to feel humiliated or anything like that just because she's wearing lingerie in front of strange men is just wishful thinking.

This can be considered the result of chatting and discussing the movie every night in bed over these 20 days.

This Japanese woman, who usually kept everything to herself, opened her heart to him.
They said that in a few days, it would be her turn to actually film her scenes. There would be plenty of scenes that were exaggerated, even though they were all fake. But precisely because they were fake, if she still couldn't act it out like before, the entire crew probably wouldn't give her a good look.

He was surprised and wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.

This is intensified?!
Did they really not treat him like a man?
After sleeping for twenty days, apart from unconsciously scratching his chest every night, he did nothing else, and yet he's really considered impotent? Otherwise, even a Japanese person would find it hard to understand why the other person dared to suggest increasing the intensity in front of him without worrying about what might happen.

Simply outrageous.

But since things had come to this point, he had no choice but to grant the other party's good intentions.

After eating a few pieces of salmon sushi and feeling about 70% full, Chen Nuo walked over.

Presumably sensing his approach, the woman, with her eyes covered, began to moan even louder, her entire body, from her feet to her waist, twisting and turning incessantly.

Chen Nuo ignored it and picked up a belt from the table.

The belt wasn't his; it was a thin Burberry belt that Ayase Haruka herself had worn. It was the perfect thickness and looked very much like the whips in the movies.

Subsequently,

"Pop!" "Pap!" "Pap!"

Three crisp sounds rang out in the room.

Ayase Haruka's body tensed up suddenly, and her suspended arms and torso trembled violently.

Her back, already flushed with shame, immediately showed several clear red marks where the thin leather belt had been used.

Ayase Haruka let out a few sobs, muffled by a strip of cloth, her long legs trying to curl up, but she couldn't manage it.

Chen Nuo didn't soften his heart. As long as he acted in accordance with his conscience, even if others thought his current behavior was a bit strange, like that of a pervert, he had no intention of stopping.

Immediately afterwards, two more forceful lashes came down.

But this time, he was a little careless.

Because Ayase Haruka kept struggling, when he hit her, the woman had just turned around and changed direction, so his two belts hit her right in the chest.

Instantly, two striking red marks appeared on her fair skin. At the same time, Ayase Haruka let out an almost inhuman scream that was stuck in her throat. Then, her body erupted in a violent, convulsive tremor.

Upon seeing this, Chen Nuo immediately exclaimed in his heart:
broken!

(End of this chapter)