Why Does the Seductive Film Queen Keep Flirting with Me? - Chapter 12

Yun Chuxian learned from Sun Ran that Tang Wangyue was actually the original author of The Eldest Princess.

She quite liked the novel, which was why she had agreed to star in the adaptation.

The script’s plot closely followed the novel, with only a slightly accelerated pace. Given the historical political intrigue and strong female lead setting, the storyline remained complex, and the characters’ growth arcs were preserved, resulting in a series of 40-50 episodes.

Sun Ran’s strict oversight, combined with Yun Chuxian’s watchful presence, deterred the production team from making any drastic alterations.

With the director and lead actress wielding significant influence, the production team had to comply. However, they were still given some leeway to cast their own choices.

The Fifth Female Lead and the Third, Fourth, and Fifth Male Leads were all cast by the production team.

Fortunately, as a female-lead-driven drama, these characters’ screen time would be limited, posing no major harm to the overall narrative. If their performances were compelling, they could even be considered effective contributions.

Having suffered through script butchering in the past, Yun Chuxian was determined to prevent such meddling now that she had the power to do so.

She genuinely hadn’t expected Tang Wangyue to be the author of this series—a talented little deceiver.

During their brief moment of intimacy the previous night, she had sensed Tang Wangyue’s heart racing.

So, Tang Wangyue liked someone passionate and proactive?

A smile crept across Yun Chuxian’s face. If she likes it, I’ll give it to her—but not everything.

With a plan forming in her mind, Yun Chuxian’s mood visibly brightened.

Beside her, Bai Yu, sporting dark circles under her eyes and a resentful expression, grumbled inwardly. The Boss is happy, but dealing with the surveillance footage is a nightmare.

She had to temporarily redirect the cameras while the Boss visited Tang Wangyue’s room, then switch them back once he left.

Boss, don’t you want to come out of her room?

Has the Boss forgotten I’m still waiting to adjust the surveillance?

Well, for the Boss’s happiness, I just hope my supervisor doesn’t kill me.

As an assistant, she had to be both the Boss’s confidante and Cheng Huang’s informant—Cheng Huang being the Boss’s manager. What a headache.

At least I’m serving the Boss. He’s my only boss, and as long as he protects me, everything should be fine.

Yun Chuxian, ever the considerate boss, said, Take some of the gifts from the brands—keep them for yourself or give them away.

Bai Yu’s eyes lit up. Thank you, Boss!

Every year, brands would send the Boss a mountain of clothes, far more than she could ever wear. She usually picked out a few items for herself and gave the rest away.

The Boss also received cosmetics and other products. As her endorsements were all for high-end brands, even the promotional items were expensive.

Although Bai Yu always got her share, she could still give some away, which conveniently saved her some social obligations.

Yun Chuxian watched Bai Yu’s eyes light up with laughter and couldn’t help but smile along. I didn’t realize you were such a money-grubber.

We come to work to earn money, don’t we? Bai Yu replied matter-of-factly.

Fair enough.

Bai Yu’s phone buzzed—a transfer from the world’s most invincible and super-generous Boss.

Twenty thousand? Bai Yu’s eyes widened. Boss?

You worked hard last night.

Yun Chuxian knew that as a celebrity, her every move was scrutinized, and she worried about causing trouble for Tang Wangyue.

Despite knowing the production crew was full of prying eyes and the area was under surveillance, she had decided to use their time together on set to weave a web around Tang Wangyue.

The little liar is starting to take the bait.

Yun Chuxian glanced at the time. Let’s go.

I haven’t eaten my sandwich yet.

Clearly, Yun Chuxian had no intention of eating it. Bai Yu quickly packed the freshly made sandwich into a lunchbox.

As the two women stepped out of their room, they ran into Tang Wangyue, who was also heading out.

Dressed in long pants and a long-sleeved shirt, Tang Wangyue was completely covered in sun-protective clothing, all in black.

Startled, Bai Yu immediately stepped in front of Yun Chuxian, but Yun Chuxian gently pulled her back. It’s Writer Tang.

Tang Wangyue lowered her zipper slightly. Hearing Yun Chuxian call her Writer Tang, she paused, momentarily surprised. Last night, Yun Chuxian had called her A Yue.

She quickly zipped her jacket back up, concealing her face, and mumbled a greeting, Teacher Yun.

The three women entered the elevator together and soon reached the ground floor.

Tang Wangyue was heading to retrieve her bicycle, while their car was parked at the entrance. Their routes didn’t quite align.

After parting ways, Tang Wangyue pushed her bicycle toward the hotel entrance, deliberately circling around to pass by Yun Chuxian’s RV.

She glanced at the RV and was about to pedal away when Bai Yu suddenly called out, Teacher Tang, could you do us a favor?

What is it? Tang Wangyue stopped her bicycle beside the RV, her peripheral vision unconsciously drifting toward the interior.

It’s like this, Bai Yu explained. Our car has a minor issue, but the Director is pressing us to leave. Could you give Teacher Yun a ride first?

She didn’t reply, simply waited.

As expected, Yun Chuxian leaned out and smiled at her. Is that okay, Teacher Tang?

After a moment, Tang Wangyue pressed down on the pedals. A pair of soft hands grasped the hem of her shirt, stirring her heart.

Yun Chuxian sat upright, only holding onto her shirt. They didn’t appear particularly intimate.

But Yun Chuxian’s words belied her aloof demeanor. I remember this bike didn’t have a back seat.

Tang Wangyue stiffened. After Yun Chuxian mentioned it last night, she had rushed to install one.

The back seat came with the bike. It was always there.

Really? Yun Chuxian’s tone was ambiguous, neither fully believing nor disbelieving.

Mm.

Tang Wangyue gazed into the distance. The ride from the hotel to the production crew was only fifteen minutes. Time was short.

She didn’t want to ride too fast, but she couldn’t let Yun Chuxian be late either. She silently increased her pace.

Just then, the front wheel hit a small rock, sending it flying backward. Yun Chuxian immediately wrapped her arms tightly around Tang Wangyue’s waist.

Are you okay? Tang Wangyue quickly pulled over to the side of the road.

I’m fine. Let’s go.

Yun Chuxian gently patted her shoulder, subtly creating distance between them.

Tang Wangyue glanced down at the hand withdrawing from her waist, a flicker of disappointment crossing her eyes.

Yun Chuxian moved closer to Tang Wangyue, then quickly pulled away.

The car continued smoothly forward. A smile played on Yun Chuxian’s lips. She had noticed how tense Tang Wangyue’s back had become when she leaned in earlier.

Even after Yun Chuxian deliberately maintained a safe distance, Tang Wangyue’s body remained stiff.

Yun Chuxian wore a wide-brimmed hat to shield herself from the sun, a common sight on the streets. Blending in with the crowd, they went unnoticed.

Neither spoke again until they reached the production crew.

Upon arrival, Yun Chuxian removed her hat. Writer Tang, thank you.

No A Yue, just Writer Tang.

Yun Chuxian offered a grateful smile, yet it felt strangely distant, stinging Tang Wangyue’s eyes and leaving her heart uneasy.

Teacher Yun is here!

Teacher Yun, the makeup room is ready.

The moment Yun Chuxian arrived, several people swarmed around her, chattering about the day’s events. She maintained a polite smile throughout.

Tang Wangyue struggled to discern any difference between this smile and the one she had shown her.

Just as Tang Wangyue was about to leave, Yun Chuxian suddenly called out, Writer Tang, don’t forget about teaching me to ride a bike.

She wouldn’t forget. The only question was whether Yun Chuxian would have the time.