After Becoming a Scummy Alpha, the Movie Queen Just Wants to Pamper Her Wife (LILY, ABO) - Chapter 1

In the spring, when everything comes back to life, Film Queen Meng Chuwu began dreaming of women more frequently. It stirred up emotions in her, and despite her fear of being outed, she found herself desperately longing for a romantic relationship.

But she was a cautious and detail-oriented person. She could hesitate for ages just to buy a small adult toy, let alone actually start a relationship. Love, for her, had always remained a daydream.

At noon, in the simple break room on set, she sat in a pure white wedding dress and stared at the payment page on her phone, lost in thought.

“This won’t work. What if the delivery arrives and the paparazzi find out? How would I survive that scandal?”

In the end, she resisted her curiosity and the stirrings in her heart. She closed the purchase page and told herself that doing it herself was the safest option.

Just then, her assistant pushed open the door.

“Meng-jie, your strong black coffee is here.”

The young assistant walked in holding a paper bag with the coffee inside. Her gaze was fixed and her expression seemed a little dazed.

Although she had been working here for almost two months, every day still felt like a dream. The happiness brought by Meng Chuwu’s presence continued to overwhelm her heart.

“You’re pretty fast, little one.” Even though she had already exited the shopping app, Meng Chuwu instinctively turned her phone screen face down.

“I placed the order early. It was ready by the time I got to the café,” the assistant replied, blushing as she set the coffee down on the wooden table.

Although the film queen was kind and approachable, her glow still made others feel nervous. The assistant often feared that one day, she would completely lose herself in Meng Chuwu’s beauty and gentle nature.

Especially her mesmerizing gaze. Every time their eyes met, the assistant would feel her legs weaken and her heart flutter.

“Did you eat lunch?” Meng Chuwu asked as she looked at her shy assistant.

“Not yet.” The assistant lowered her head without thinking. Her slightly trembling voice revealed her nervousness. Meng Chuwu’s caring words made her heart race uncontrollably.

“Then go eat something. We have a lot of work to do this afternoon.”

Meng Chuwu found her assistant’s shy reaction quite adorable.

She thought to herself that she had probably been single for too long. Lately, every young woman seemed delicate and beautiful in her eyes.

Meng Chuwu, how could you call yourself a film queen? You are twenty-six years old and have never been in a relationship. You cannot even bring yourself to buy a toy. You are hopeless.

She was deeply disappointed in herself. To the outside world, she was a beautiful star admired by everyone, a hardworking and award-winning actress. But in her own heart, she felt completely let down.

Her life consisted only of work. If she was not filming, she was accepting awards. If not winning awards, then preparing for the next project.

Everything about her life felt exhausting and repetitive.

What she truly wanted now was a sweet and gentle love. She longed for a soft and affectionate girl by her side.

But all she could do was imagine it. In this world, romantic love between women was considered shameful. Her family would never accept it. Society would not approve. Her friends would not understand. And her fans always paired her with random male celebrities she had no interest in.

No one really understood what she truly wanted.

Feeling bitter, Meng Chuwu absentmindedly took the coffee out of the bag and began drinking it in silence.

The coffee was strong, bitter and fragrant. It was just enough to help her survive the rest of the afternoon.

Due to the rushed production schedule of her new film, Meng Chuwu had been working under intense pressure for over two months without complaint.

Filming always disrupted her sleep. During this period, she relied heavily on black coffee to keep going.

That afternoon, she had to shoot a wedding scene.

Originally, they were supposed to finish it in the morning, but the actor playing the groom was a young celebrity with no real acting experience. He had transitioned from being a singer and lacked the skill to portray his character convincingly. Worse yet, he was one of her fans and kept getting nervous during filming. Because of that, every scene had to be reshot many times.

The director’s constant shouts of “Cut!” no longer surprised her. But knowing she had to go through the same exhausting process in the afternoon made her feel completely hopeless.

Before she realized it, she had already finished the entire cup of strong coffee.

There was another knock at the door. Meng Chuwu responded calmly.

The makeup artist and the filming assistant entered and began touching up her makeup.

Just as expected, the afternoon shoot was a continuation of the messy morning. The young male actor still could not get into character.

Meng Chuwu was a professional and patient actress. Even when younger actors made mistakes, she always kept a polite smile and never showed any signs of frustration. However, the exhaustion on her face was becoming more and more obvious.

After several more failed takes, the director became increasingly agitated, and Meng Chuwu’s complexion grew even paler.

Although the male actor kept apologizing, many of the other actors and crew members had clearly run out of patience.

“He is exactly what people mean by a resource-backed celebrity. Otherwise, how could he get a scene opposite our film queen?”

“I could have ignored it, but holding up the whole production just because of him is too much.”

“He should stick to singing. What is he doing in a drama like this? This is not a joke.”

“Investors just want to profit off his popularity. Even Meng Chuwu is not complaining, so I guess we have no choice but to keep going.”

“I actually think the two of them look good together.”

Suddenly, a commotion interrupted the quiet gossip. Everyone turned their heads in shock as they saw Meng Chuwu clutching her chest and collapsing to the side.

Panic broke out on set.

Fortunately, the on-site medical team acted quickly. Based on the symptoms, the doctor immediately suspected a heart issue. He helped her lie down flat, gently raised her legs, and called out loudly.

“Miss Meng!”

Meng Chuwu was still barely conscious. She could feel the sharp pain in her chest. As the doctor called her name and began emergency treatment, her eyelids slowly closed.

“Dear Buddha, Bodhisattva, Allah, anyone! Please save me! I don’t want to die. I haven’t spent my money. I haven’t gotten married. I haven’t even had my first kiss!”

As she made that desperate prayer, she felt herself fall into a dark, motionless space. Her awareness became sealed, unable to move.

She did not know how much time had passed. Struggling to breathe, she felt something pressing against her body. Yet, it was not uncomfortable. On the contrary, it felt warm and gentle.

It was just like the dreams she had been having lately about women. The feeling brought her an odd sense of happiness and comfort.

Even at death’s door, she was still dreaming of this. That must be the saddest fate of a single woman who died too young.

In that moment of despair, Meng Chuwu wished for another chance to live.

If she could live again, she promised herself she would spend her entire hard-earned billion to find love. A sweet, real love.

“Mm…”

Meng Chuwu was certain that the body pressed against her was a woman. The other person was soft, almost like flowing water, and carried a natural, captivating scent.

However, her lips were being relentlessly kissed, and she was starting to lose her breath.

Normally, when she had dreams like this, she would silently beg for them not to end too soon. But now, if she didn’t push the woman away, she truly felt like she would die from lack of oxygen right there in the dream.

“This is so tragic. Why must something so joyful leave me breathless?”

With all her strength, Meng Chuwu shoved the person off. Leaning against the wall, she instantly felt a weight lift from her body.

Fresh oxygen rushed into her lungs, clearing the fog from her mind. She snapped out of the dreamy, dizzying bliss she had been trapped in.

As a soft, sulky voice murmured, “Sister Wu, you’re so mean,” Meng Chuwu opened her famously enchanting eyes.

The woman who had fallen onto the intricately woven rug looked absolutely stunning.

Meng Chuwu stared at her in disbelief.

The woman tried to speak but seemed too weak to even complete a sentence. Barefoot and trembling slightly, she bit down on her now noticeably red bottom lip—perhaps from the intensity of the kiss earlier—and struggled to lift her gaze.

Meng Chuwu thought her eyes looked like blooming peach blossoms in March, dazzling and full of warmth.

She was momentarily stunned, too distracted to notice the room’s intoxicating atmosphere. Like the woman on the rug, her own chest was rising and falling rapidly, her skin flushed with heat.

“Help me up,” the woman said, supporting herself with one arm and lifting the other weakly toward Meng Chuwu.

Her long black hair was scattered elegantly across her shoulders, her silk sleeves slipping down to reveal smooth, pale forearms.

Meng Chuwu had just started regaining her senses, but the moment she met the woman’s peach-blossom eyes, her thoughts scattered all over again.

“What do you want to get up for?” she asked.

“You’re so mean, Sister Wu,” the woman pouted. She curled her bare feet under her, bit her lip, and tried to push herself up, though her strength seemed to have completely left her.

After several failed attempts, she gave up and looked up at Meng Chuwu with a teasing expression.

“Are you enjoying watching me embarrass myself? Is this your new hobby?”

New hobby?

Meng Chuwu was confused. That definitely was not her kind of fun.

So who exactly was this breathtaking woman? Why was she calling her Sister Wu so sweetly, so intimately?

Just as she was debating whether to help the woman up, the woman suddenly pushed herself up from the floor. She did manage to stand, but a moment later, she fell right into Meng Chuwu’s arms.

Goodness, was this woman made of water? How could anyone feel so soft?

Pinned against the wall once again, Meng Chuwu found herself thinking how incredibly vivid this dream was.

The woman in her arms took up all of her attention. With her back against the wall, Meng Chuwu didn’t notice the paintings behind her—twelve graceful women depicted in bathing scenes, each pose more suggestive than the last.

“Please, hurry,” the woman whispered.

At some point, her boneless arms had wound around Meng Chuwu’s neck. Her head tilted back, her jet-black hair falling like silk. Her cheeks were as pink as the petals of a blooming peony.

“What are you trying to do?” Meng Chuwu asked, growing increasingly uncertain about whether this was a dream or something more.

The woman in her arms felt unbelievably real. Her body was feverishly warm. Her soft breaths brushed against Meng Chuwu’s skin. The seductive scent clinging to her was overwhelming.

She enjoyed being held like this. She enjoyed the closeness of this woman so much that at some point, her arms had wrapped themselves around the woman’s slender waist.

The woman giggled weakly.

“Sister Wu, you really are such a flirt.”

A flirt? But she was the one who jumped into my arms!

Meng Chuwu was more confused than ever. She started to wonder if this was what death felt like after collapsing on set.

But was heaven supposed to be like this?

“Sister Wu, kiss me. Didn’t you say you’ve waited so long for this day?”

The woman in her arms looked at her with hazy eyes. It was hard to tell if she was drunk or just pretending.

Meng Chuwu looked at her lips, now red enough to drip bl00d. She wanted to throw everything aside and kiss her with all her might.

But she hesitated.

In every similar dream she’d had, the moment she kissed someone, the dream would abruptly end.

So she held back, instead letting her gaze linger greedily on the woman’s flawless face.

This face was so rare, even in an entertainment industry full of beauties. Meng Chuwu could not help but admire the delicate perfection of her features. Just one look, and it felt like she could miss this woman for centuries.

“Wait a moment.”

Meng Chuwu slid her hands from the woman’s waist up to her cheek.

The moment she touched her, she realized how small and delicate her face truly was, how soft and tender her skin felt. It was as if one gentle stroke might leave a bruise.

“I feel awful,” the woman whispered.

With surprising strength, she pushed forward. Meng Chuwu’s back was pressed even more tightly against the cold wall.

The chill of the wall seeped through her thin clothing, a stark contrast to the blazing heat of the woman in her arms.

Caught between the cold behind her and the heat in front, Meng Chuwu suddenly became more alert. Yet the woman she was holding seemed to be losing more clarity by the second.

“Sister Wu, you’ve triggered my bonding heat. I can’t wait anymore. If you delay any longer, I’m going to burn up.”

With that, she rose on tiptoe and kissed her again.

Ah… it was the scent of sunlight she loved.

Meng Chuwu’s pheromones had traveled through the kiss, and as a result, Xi Xiaoyan’s weakness began to ease.

She didn’t give Meng Chuwu the chance to keep playing with her emotions, teasing and pulling back. Once she kissed her, she no longer wanted to move away. She just wanted to keep kissing her like this, forever, until the end of time.

Meng Chuwu felt like she was suffocating again from the intensity of the kiss.

Unlike earlier, the woman in her arms now seemed full of energy. It was as if she had been running low on battery but had suddenly found a power source. She was now clinging to her with renewed strength, desperately drawing life from her.

Meng Chuwu let out a soft sound as her brain began to go blank from the endless kiss.

Yet, surprisingly, the dream hadn’t ended. She hadn’t woken up like she usually did.

Suddenly, a voice echoed in her mind:
“Congratulations. You have entered the world of the novel The Film Queen Meng Chuwu and have been granted a second life.”

With that, an overwhelming amount of information surged into her heart.