Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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In her past life, she had never met Ivan Jasper in person; by the time she came to know of his existence, he was already dead.
If Lei Qie hadn’t mentioned the word “madness,” Si Huang wouldn’t have remembered Ivan Jasper.
One of the films that earned her consecutive Best Actor awards was called *Madness*, and it was because of this film that she caught Dou Jun’s eye, leading to the series of events that followed with Dou Wenqing.
Dou Jun felt that her portrayal of a psychopathic, high-IQ murderer in the film was very similar to Dou Wenqing, which was why he targeted her and tormented her in a self-deceptive manner. However, the film *Madness* was indeed based on a true story, but it originated from a foreign film.
She knew all this because of her dedication to her work; she always tried her best to understand her characters and deliver her performance to the best of her ability. This thirst for knowledge led her to meet the screenwriter of *Madness*.
From the other party, she learned that the original version of “Madness” was not like this, and that he originally wanted to film it abroad, but the foreign countries were very resistant to the protagonist’s deeds in “Madness” and rejected it.
Out of desperation and anger, he left his hometown for Country Z, slightly changed the plot, and handed it over to a well-known director in Country Z to film the movie.
“I wanted to leave some trace of him. Everyone else thinks he’s terrible, but I think he’s pitiful,” the screenwriter told Si Huang at that time, and then gave Si Huang the preserved materials about the protagonist’s prototype.
The protagonist of “Madness” was named Ivan Jasper, a man from Country Y, a terminally ill man.
From Ivan Jasper’s diary, Si Huang saw a charming gentleman, an excellent personal butler, a perfect top-notch steward. All the entries in his diary were about his young lady, the princess in his heart.
His young lady was the only child in the Jasper family, so she was destined to inherit the Jasper family’s business. A girl born to be a mafia member, she had to receive the strictest training and education from a young age.
His young lady once told him that she wanted to be a princess in a fairy tale, carefree and pampered, without having to take so many classes or fight and get sore all over, where she not even allowed to cry.
But as time passed, his young lady forgot her words, while Ivan Jasper remembered them, becoming even more attentive to her, preparing everything for her as a princess should.
“Although the young lady doesn’t say anything, and seems not to notice anything, I know she’s happy; she’s always so proud.” Ivan Jasper wrote down his assessment of all this, and from his words, Si Huang could almost see the tender, doting smile on his face as he wrote them.
He meticulously recorded everything about his young lady afterward, as if this was the greatest joy in his life, and making his young lady happy was his greatest achievement.
“The young lady liked the mask I prepared. Wearing it, I couldn’t see her face clCounty, but I could tell she was happy and playfully teasing me, pretending not to care with arrogance. It was so adorable.”
“The young lady wasn’t in a good mood today because she was scolded by the master. She said she wanted unflavored black tea. That lying girl… I knew I should add two spoonfuls of milk and honey to make her feel better, and it did, although she scolded me for not being able to hear her.”
“The young lady is very busy. She has to learn many subjects that other young ladies don’t need, but the clever young lady always learns well; her pride doesn’t allow her to fail.”
“Today, the young lady showed off her new piano composition to me. The young lady playing the piano is more elegant and beautiful than any other noble lady. I hope she’s always this happy.”
This page of the diary contained several sheets of sheet music, which seemed to be the new composition of the young lady Jasper that Ivan Jasper had written about.
As Si Huang read through the diary page by page, a large section of dates was blank. Then she noticed something amiss in the later entries; the writing had become increasingly obsessive and morbid.
“The young lady is back from the hospital. She seems a little lost, but it’s alright, I’ll stay by her side.”
“I played princess games with the young lady today. She was so adorable, my young lady, my princess, aren’t you happy?”
“…No! This isn’t my princess! The young lady doesn’t cry, not even when she’s hurt. She’s incredibly strong! This filthy thing is impersonating my princess!”
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“Oh my god! What did I do? Why can’t I remember what the young lady looks like? This is terrible, terrible, terrible (one page is terrible) This is my mistake, I should be punished!”
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“I remember now, the young lady has been with me. Yes, young lady, please wait a moment, I’m coming right now.”
This thick diary weighed heavily on Si Huang’s mind, but it also deepened her understanding of the male protagonist of “Madness”— no madness, no life! Ivan Jasper’s continued existence stemmed solely from his obsession with his young mistress.
This obsession was ingrained in his very being, his very soul; even describing it as love seemed inadequate, for it was a mixture of sin and deep affection.
Si Huang hadn’t delved into Ivan Jasper’s identity, nor had the screenwriter explained it to her in detail. His existence naturally remained a part of Si Huang’s buried memories.
Who would have thought she would encounter Ivan Jasper himself? The current Ivan Jasper was clCounty terminally ill; he needed a spiritual anchor. For a mentally ill patient who appeared perfectly normal, this was beyond the comprehension of common sense. It was only because Si Huang had played the male lead in “Madness” based on her understanding of him in her previous life that she somewhat understood this emotion.
She would forever remember the ending of “Madness”— even as the actor who played the male lead, she was deeply moved by the final scene.
The arriving emergency doctor was highly skilled, immediately removing the bullet and stopping Lei Qie’s bleeding. During this time, Lei Qie managed to stay upright and didn’t faint.
The room quickly filled with the pungent smell of blood and medicine.
Si Huang pulled herself out of her thoughts and instructed Ivan, “Prepare a new room for me.”
“Yes, mam.” Ivan Jasper readily complied, but didn’t leave Si Huang’s side. Instead, he took out his phone and instructed his subordinates to carry it out.
Si Huang didn’t say anything about Ivan Jasper’s insistence on staying by her side for even a second.
Her initial appearance wearing a mask was intended to give Ivan Jasper time to process her presence, since her appearance as the ‘young lady’ was unexpected. Once she successfully exploited his vulnerability through her words and actions, she would then make him remove the mask and see her face. Even if it was a stranger’s face, the face of the person he had been hunting, as long as he mentally identified her as the young lady, that mental suggestion would surpass any other emotional response.
Because all Ivan Jasper cared about was his princess, his young lady.
Compared to the pure, noble, and slightly willful princess as perceived by outsiders, the truth she knew was undoubtedly closer to Ivan Jasper’s real self.
The reason Ivan Jasper had previously chosen princesses of the fluffy, floral type was merely a form of mental escapism. He wanted his heiress, yet subconsciously didn’t want anyone else to truly replace her. No one could truly become the heiress. He remembered the heiress’s childhood wish to be a fairytale princess, and her diary entries stating that if she hadn’t been born into the Jasper family, she wouldn’t have suffered so much.
The human mind was the most difficult thing to understand and predict. Si Huang’s understanding of this was entirely due to her acting talent and her past dedicated study of the role.
Ivan Jasper refused to leave, and Si Huang couldn’t force him to go. Soon after, there was another knock at the door.
This time, four men in suits and four Western women in maid outfits entered.
They began tidying the room. Si Huang stood up and pointed to the picture frames on the wall, saying, “Throw all of these into the sea.”
The two maids responsible for retrieving the frames looked surprised. Their movements were extremely careful, knowing these photos were the Count’s treasures, pictures of the princess; even the slightest damage would be fatal.
Although the maids knew these photos belonged to different princesses, they dared not speak out, deceiving themselves into believing that these were princesses! The Count’s princesses!
If they weren’t mistaken, the woman before them was the new princess. However, even a princess couldn’t destroy the Count’s collection; his favor had its limits, and anyone who crossed them would be abandoned.
The maids were already lamenting Si Huang’s fate.
“Didn’t you hear me?” Si Huang’s face showed displeasure.
Under the shocked gazes of the two maids, Ivan Jasper walked over and deftly removed the framed photos from the wall, placing them in the box the maids had brought. He smiled at Si Huang, “Everything is done as Miss instructed.”
“And this ugly painting!” Si Huang’s slender finger pointed directly at the faceless oil painting on the shelf.
As the artist of this painting, Ivan Jasper calmly moved the painting down, placing it face down on the box to avoid offending his young mistress’s eyes.
With these two incidents as a prelude, Si Huang then demanded that the teacup Lei Qie had touched be thrown away, the carpet stained with blood be burned, and the clothes she had changed out of in the fitting room be burned as well, leaving only her small bag containing her identification. Soul01, naturally, becoming the epitome of a spoiled and willful young lady. Ivan Jasper readily complied with her demands, showing no anger whatsoever, but rather appearing quite pleased. It seemed that being able to do more for his young lady and fulfill her requests was the greatest joy and solace for him.
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