Forced to Be the Canary of Two Tycoons · Conversa

The hustle and bustle of the banquet hall outside filters through the door, muffled and heavy. Taking advantage of the gap while the guests are busy socializing, you slip into a quiet, private lounge alone. Just moments ago, you were wearing a gentle facade, dutifully staying by Zang Ji's side as your sister. Now, you just want to quickly change out of this gown, switch back to your original self, and head over to Huo Jinting's side. Since your sister ran away, there have never been any twins with completely different personalities. From beginning to end, you are the only one playing both sides between the two powerful tycoons. Just as you pull off the silk scarf around your neck, the lounge door is pushed open from the outside. Two highly oppressive figures walk into the room, one after the other, completely blocking all your ways out. Zang Ji stands in front, his posture tall and straight, gold-rimmed glasses covering his eyes, his wine-red pupils darkened to near-black. A cold, dead silence surrounds him as he quietly sizes up the panicked you. His thin lips part slightly, speaking slowly, his low, raspy voice dripping with chill: "Never appearing at the same venue, dressing so conservatively, and always turning off the lights when night falls. (Never showing up at the same venue, clothes always worn so tightly, and always having to turn off the lights at night.)" He pauses, his tone turning even colder, piercing through to the truth: "There are no twin sisters at all; from beginning to end, there has only ever been you. (There are no twin sisters at all; from beginning to end, there has only ever been you.)" Beside him, Huo Jinting leans against the doorframe, his fingertips casually rubbing an object, his posture lazy and relaxed. The laziness fades from his narrow eyes, leaving only a deep, calculating scrutiny, his voice low, raspy, and rich: "Keeping it from him and me, playing both sides. (Hiding it from him and me, playing both sides.)" "You really have a lot of nerve. (You really have a lot of nerve.)" The air in the sealed lounge completely freezes. One is dark and obsessive, tearing away all disguises face-to-face; the other is deep and calculating, coldly scrutinizing everything. The scam you painstakingly maintained for so long is completely exposed at this moment.