Why Does the Seductive Film Queen Keep Flirting with Me? - Chapter 14

Tang Wangyue, buried in Yun Chuxian’s arms, was mortified. She forced herself to stand up, adopting a composed expression.

Director, Teacher Yun.

Sun Ran nodded at her. You’ve been wronged. I’ll handle this.

Zheng Shen scoffed, speechless. She’s been wronged?

He was about to argue when Yun Chuxian frowned and glanced at the nearby bodyguards. Get him out.

The bodyguards immediately surrounded Zheng Shen, who swallowed hard and spat out a defiant threat, A wise man knows when to retreat.

One of the bodyguards shoved him roughly, sending him stumbling backward. He immediately quieted down.

Tang Wangyue stood obediently to the side, looking wronged and pitiful. Her eyes rimmed with red as she gazed at Sun Ran. Thank you, Director Sun.

It’s nothing, Sun Ran replied warmly. She had a soft spot for Tang Wangyue, recognizing her talent. As a screenwriter herself, Sun Ran believed Tang Wangyue would write many excellent scripts in the future.

Sun Ran had even asked Mo Lai about Tang Wangyue’s resume, wondering why she hadn’t continued screenwriting after her internship. Mo Lai explained that Tang Wangyue had witnessed too much injustice and found the production crew environment unsuitable.

No wonder she had tried to get the original author of The Eldest Princess to join the production crew, only to be rejected. Now it all made sense.

The toxic environment of the production crew had been created by people like Zheng Shen.

Sun Ran grew increasingly furious. I was going to give Old Chen some face and let his pretty boy stay, but since he’s acting like this, he can get lost.

I’m going to check things out. Chu Xian, you rest for a bit.

Yun Chuxian nodded, watching Sun Ran leave before turning her gaze back. What’s your relationship with Mo Lai?

What? Tang Wangyue asked, confused. Why was she asking about her relationship with Mo Lai?

Did it have something to do with this situation? Or was Yun Chuxian simply curious?

Yun Chuxian’s gaze fixed on Tang Wangyue’s face, the warmth in her eyes masking a coldness beneath. Letting the crew know about your relationship would prevent a lot of trouble.

Some people knew that Tang Wangyue and Mo Lai were close friends, but the news hadn’t spread widely.

Like a sister? Tang Wangyue mused. Her Godmother’s daughter was practically a sister to her.

The warmth in Yun Chuxian’s eyes vanished instantly, her tone turning frosty. What kind of sister?

Tang Wangyue suppressed a smile. Hmm… very close.

Very close?

Yun Chuxian turned to leave, but she forgot that Tang Wangyue was still holding her hand. With a tug, she was spun halfway around and tumbled into Tang Wangyue’s arms.

Tang Wangyue chuckled softly in her ear. A sister by bl00d, not a sister by love.

Was Tang Wangyue teasing her?

Yun Chuxian’s voice suddenly sounded dry. So?

So, if I call you ‘Sister,’ what kind of sister would I mean?

Tang Wangyue crossed her arms and leaned in slightly, bringing their gazes level. The sun visor that had been covering her face was now draped around her neck.

A clean, pure face unexpectedly filled Yun Chuxian’s vision.

It was clear Tang Wangyue was retaliating. After being teased so many times, it was her turn to strike back.

If Yun Chuxian were a more obedient woman, she wouldn’t have lived apart from Madam Tang for so long. She might have already married as her mother wished.

She maintained filial piety and a loving mother-daughter relationship, but no one could force her to do what she didn’t want to do.

She wasn’t the type to be teased and then shy away from teasing back.

Of course, it depended on who was doing the teasing.

Yun Chuxian’s calm expression quickly transformed into a radiant smile, her eyes curving into crescents.

She didn’t answer Tang Wangyue’s question because Bai Yu entered, and the director called for the cameras to roll.

Bai Yu was slightly surprised. She sensed a brief clash between the two women, and it seemed her boss hadn’t won.

Tang Wangyue, on the other hand, felt a pang of regret for not hearing Yun Chuxian’s answer.

On set, Yun Chuxian addressed her formally as Teacher Tang or Writer Tang, which Tang Wangyue found deeply irritating.

Moments later, Mo Lai rushed over, anxiously asking, What happened? I heard Zheng Shen was bullying you.

Don’t worry, Tang Wangyue replied, savoring the memory of Yun Chuxian’s momentary panic. You know me—I won’t let anyone bully me.

Seeing she didn’t appear distressed, Mo Lai finally relaxed.

Good thing Director Sun caught wind of it. Zheng Shen is Vice President Chen’s kept man at the investment company. Director Sun already kicked him off the set.

Mo Lai sighed in relief. Thank goodness Director Sun intervened.

Tang Wangyue frowned, puzzled. How did Director Sun even find out?

Mo Lai pondered for a moment, her brow furrowed. He probably worried about me, since this is my first time handling the camera alone.

But I still don’t understand why Yun Chuxian came too.

Tang Wangyue had her suspicions, but she couldn’t voice them to Mo Lai. I’ll order takeout and treat you to coffee.

Mo Lai ? Are you crazy?

You’re the crazy one.

I’m just checking if you’re possessed.

Tang Wangyue ……Don’t drink anymore.

I’ll drink, I’ll drink! Mo Lai quickly flashed a mischievous grin.

Tang Wangyue glanced at Mo Lai, hesitating to speak. Instead, she pulled out her phone and searched Yun Chuxian’s hobbies.

She knew that many of these hobbies were for public consumption, but there had to be some genuine preferences she could reference—like food and drinks. If a brand partner prepared something for an event that Yun Chuxian disliked, it would be a disaster.

After searching, she discovered that Yun Chuxian was a health enthusiast who preferred fruit teas, juices, and vegetable juices.

Tang Wangyue remembered a popular fruit and vegetable juice shop near the film studio—the juice was notoriously awful.

Without hesitation, she ordered a large 1-liter jug, figuring it would last Yun Chuxian the whole day.

Only after buying the juice did she order two coffees a latte for herself she preferred milky drinks and an iced Americano for Mo Lai, who once swapped her Godmother’s traditional Chinese medicine for an iced Americano and earned a severe scolding.

As Tang Wangyue was about to close her phone, a notification caught her eye

#Sweet Orange Entertainment CEO Proposes to Yun Chuxian, Offering a Billion-Dollar Dowry#

Every day, countless people confessed their feelings to Yun Chuxian. Just now, when Tang Wangyue searched for Yun Chuxian’s interests, the results were flooded with fans’ declarations of love. But a confession from the CEO of Sweet Orange Entertainment? That had to be unique.

Tang Wangyue instinctively clicked on the link and read the details.

The CEO of Sweet Orange Entertainment is a woman? If it were a man, she might have dismissed him as delusional. Yun Chuxian wouldn’t even spare him a glance. But the CEO was a woman—a powerful, career-driven yujie type, stunningly beautiful, no less striking than a female celebrity.

This woman had publicly come out and confessed her love, offering a billion-dollar dowry.

Guan Ming?

Tang Wangyue typed the name into the search bar. She discovered that Guan Ming had confessed to Yun Chuxian multiple times before. Her hairstyles had varied wildly—from shaved bald to a buzz cut, then a wolf tail—but her devotion to Yun Chuxian remained constant.

In the past two years, Guan Ming had grown her hair long. The only constant was her annual confession, each one trending on social media.

Yet Yun Chuxian had never responded, not even once.

Tang Wangyue fell silent, her lips pressed into a tight line, a strange mix of emotions churning within her.

Guan Ming and Yun Chuxian seemed to meet frequently, judging by the numerous photos of them together.

Once, a nosy reporter asked Yun Chuxian about Guan Ming’s confession. Yun Chuxian’s gentle gaze turned icy as she looked away. Next question, she said.

She had no intention of answering that question.

Tang Wangyue quietly moved beside Mo Lai. Do you know Guan Ming?

You saw her confession to Yun Chuxian? Mo Lai didn’t need to ask further she knew the purpose of the question.

Just as Tang Wangyue was about to speak, Mo Lai pressed the intercom. Adjust camera B1. Good, right there. Actors, take your positions. Ready to shoot.

Seeing how busy Mo Lai was, Tang Wangyue turned to leave, but Mo Lai stopped her. Guan Ming has always been a lesbian. She’s had many girlfriends, but since she hasn’t come out, she rarely reveals her relationships.

There was one girl… what was her name again? They sang together and flaunted their affection on stage. I don’t know why they broke up. After that, Guan Ming started publicly confessing to Yun Chuxian at every opportunity, but I don’t think Yun Chuxian is interested.

Tang Wangyue scoffed lightly. I didn’t ask for all that.

Mo Lai rolled her eyes. Are you sure you don’t want to know?

Little mouth…

Mo Lai made a gesture of zipping her lips shut.

Tang Wangyue glanced at her phone and saw that her takeout order was arriving soon. She said goodbye and rode her bike to pick it up.

As she cycled outside, she spotted Yun Chuxian’s fan support food truck.

It seemed the security guards were preventing the fans from entering.

Tang Wangyue leisurely picked up her takeout, overhearing the commotion. Apparently, the security guards had suddenly refused to let Yun Chuxian’s fans in to show their support, despite prior arrangements.

That doesn’t make sense, she thought. Mo Lai had told her earlier that Yun Chuxian’s support truck would be arriving today, and they had already coordinated with security.

Watching the group of young girls crying anxiously, and two others arguing with the guards, Tang Wangyue decided to call Yun Chuxian.

But Yun Chuxian was filming, so her phone was likely with her assistant, Bai Yu.

The call went unanswered. Should I go back to the set and find Bai Yu? she wondered.

Just then, an unfamiliar number called. Assuming it was another delivery, she answered, and the caller immediately identified herself.

Teacher Tang, this is Bai Yu. Teacher Yun is currently filming. If you have any urgent matters, I’ll let her know you called as soon as she finishes.

Bai Yu would normally ignore calls from strangers, but this was Tang Wangyue—that changed everything.

Tang Wangyue moved a little further away before speaking. The fans here to support Teacher Yun have arrived, but they’re being blocked from entering.

Blocked from entering? Bai Yu sounded surprised. Thank you for letting me know, Teacher Tang. I’ll be right there.

She had many questions, but she couldn’t ask Tang Wangyue over the phone. She needed to assess the situation in person.

A conflict was brewing, and Tang Wangyue, fearing someone might use the situation to smear Yun Chuxian’s reputation, immediately stepped forward.

Why are you stopping them?

The security guard sized her up. Who are you?

I’m the screenwriter for the production crew.

Screenwriter? They had seen her emerge from inside. A screenwriter’s status wasn’t particularly high, but it wasn’t low either. A single word from them to the director could spell trouble for the guards.

Their expressions instantly changed. Ah, Writer Tang! These young ladies are being so stubborn. We’ve told them outsiders aren’t allowed on set, but they insist on entering.

Hearing she was the screenwriter, the girls momentarily forgot about protecting their idol’s reputation. Teacher, we had an agreement with the production crew to come support Sister Chu Xian today, but they won’t let us in.

You say ‘agreement,’ but where’s the proof? We told you to contact us, but you never did.

It’s not like we didn’t try! Every time we pulled out our phones, you threatened to smash them!

Tang Wangyue was about to speak when three support vehicles arrived, plastered with Yun Chuxian’s posters. The guards didn’t even attempt to stop them, waving them through without hesitation.

Right behind them came a convertible sports car. The person inside was… Guan Ming?