Why Does the Seductive Film Queen Keep Flirting with Me? - Chapter 35

Mo Lai eventually left. As the assistant director with the heaviest workload on the set, she was arguably even busier than the director herself.

In addition to overseeing the filming of Group B, she handled a myriad of miscellaneous tasks. That’s the nature of being an assistant—always thinking one step ahead of the boss.

Sun Ran, as the overall coordinator, had her own concerns to manage.

Speaking of which, the crew of The Eldest Princess wasn’t just dominated by female actors the staff was predominantly female as well. Contrary to outdated notions about what women shouldn’t do, this set was free of such restrictions. Everyone carried their weight—literally. If one person couldn’t lift a piece of equipment, two would team up to carry it.

In such an environment, Tang Wangyue thought, following the crew around wouldn’t be so bad after all.

Especially if Yun Chuxian was part of the team. That would be even better.

Of course, that was impossible. Yun Chuxian couldn’t possibly limit herself to filming only Tang Wangyue’s scripts.

Tang Wangyue felt a pang of regret at not having had a proper conversation with Yun Chuxian before they retreated to their respective rooms.

It was all Mo Lai’s fault for constantly getting in the way. Her Sister Mo was practically a giant third wheel.

Mo Lai lingered in Tang Wangyue’s room for a while before leaving. If time hadn’t been pressing, she likely would have said more.

It was painfully obvious that Mo Lai was carefully choosing her words, just like when she used to talk to Tang Wangyue as a child.

Tang Wangyue opened the refrigerator and took out bread slices, ham, steak, and a few lettuce leaves. She quickly began making ham and steak sandwiches—simple and fast.

Right, I need double eggs.

Her cooking style was the heretical cultivator version one appliance only—the air fryer. She cracked the eggs into a small bowl, whisked them for a few minutes, and they turned out surprisingly good.

Due to misjudging the ingredients, she ended up making three sandwiches. The steak was too large, so she cut it into four pieces. Fortunately, the other ingredients were scarce, allowing her to make one sandwich with double steak.

Tang Wangyue planned to let the sandwiches cool before wrapping them in plastic wrap, ensuring her breakfast for tomorrow was ready.

Just as she was halfway through, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Did Mo Lai forget something?

She glanced around the sofa—nothing. Then why is she back?

Tang Wangyue opened the door. What are you…

When she saw the person outside the door, Tang Wangyue couldn’t utter a word. Sister? she blurted out instinctively, her face flushing crimson. Teacher Yun.

The corners of Yun Chuxian’s lips curved upward as she slowly approached. The next moment, the door clicked shut behind her.

Yun Chuxian had casually closed it. The instant the door latched, the atmosphere in the room thickened, as if aphrodisiac powder were suspended in the air, gradually raising their body temperatures.

Why aren’t you calling me ‘sister’ anymore? Yun Chuxian murmured, closing the distance until Tang Wangyue’s back pressed against the wall, leaving her nowhere to retreat.

Tang Wangyue awkwardly turned her face away. Did you need something?

Hearing her abruptly switch to using you, Yun Chuxian let out a soft hum. Such a fickle little liar.

Can’t I see you even if I don’t need anything?

No, that’s not what I meant! Tang Wangyue hastily explained, her eyes meeting Yun Chuxian’s gaze again. You can see me even if you don’t need anything.

Like a well-behaved puppy, she had laid bare her feelings.

Yun Chuxian raised an eyebrow, then turned and strolled toward the sofa, clearly pleased by Tang Wangyue’s confession.

Some feelings needed to be spoken aloud to truly satisfy.

What’s bottled up in the heart can never be heard by others.

Tang Wangyue took a deep breath, the icy fragrance of roses filling her nostrils. Yun Chuxian was simply too fragrant.

I did come to see you about something, Yun Chuxian said, noticing the puppy-like disappointment in Tang Wangyue’s eyes. It’s just an excuse, really—a reason to give if anyone saw me visiting you. But now I can tell you the real reason.

Tang Wangyue understood Yun Chuxian had concocted a plausible excuse in case they were seen together, but the truth was, she simply wanted to see her.

Grasping this unspoken truth, Tang Wangyue felt as if she had swallowed honey, a sweet warmth spreading outward from her heart.

Her eyes sparkled with anticipation, eager to hear the reason.

Yun Chuxian didn’t keep her waiting. She picked up her glass of water, took a sip to soothe her dry throat, and said, Of course, I came to discuss work with Screenwriter Tang.

Hmm… a good excuse, but it says nothing at all.

Tang Wangyue smiled. And what exactly is this work?

Yun Chuxian reached out and gently touched Tang Wangyue’s cheek. In the room, Tang Wangyue was dressed casually, her face uncovered, radiating a refreshing aura like a spring meadow—perfect for a crisp white shirt.

Yun Chuxian’s hand slowly closed around Tang Wangyue’s, their fingers intertwining, adding a subtle warmth to the air.

Ye Lingxi wields significant power at Jingwei Video. A single word from her can determine the fate of a project’s investment. But she’s notoriously impartial. A recommendation might backfire.

Her meaning was clear for anyone else, Sun Ran’s endorsement might simplify matters, but Ye Lingxi was different.

Ye Lingxi’s background allowed her to maintain her impartiality. Of course, she wasn’t entirely devoid of human considerations—it depended on the person. At least, she wouldn’t show any favoritism toward Sun Ran.

Tang Wangyue nodded. Thank you for the warning, Sister. Actually, I never intended to submit the script to Ye Lingxi directly. I’ve submitted projects to Jingwei Video before, but their review process is… interesting. After months, my submissions remain unread. I suspect…

Tang Wangyue couldn’t refuse Sun Ran and Sister Mo’s kindness, but she wouldn’t use this opportunity to submit her script. She believed that if her script was good enough, she could leverage their connections later.

Everything had its proper order script quality first, personal connections second.

She would join the others in welcoming Ye Lingxi and her group, but only as a formality.

If she wanted to submit her script, she didn’t need to ask Teacher Yun for help her senior sisters would do. It wasn’t about pride she simply felt that personal favors were easy to use but difficult to repay.

When Sun Ran realized she hadn’t actually shown her script to Ye Lingxi, she would understand Tang Wangyue’s intentions.

Tang Wangyue had submitted scripts to various competitions like the National Youth Script Project and Outstanding Script Collection, as well as online scriptwriting platforms.

To be honest, many excellent scripts were submitted, but getting noticed was the real challenge. Without visibility, even the best work would go to waste.

That’s why she hadn’t been submitting much lately. Writing was her passion, and since she wasn’t starving, she could take her time.

Mo Lai, however, was more anxious, believing Tang Wangyue’s talent shouldn’t be buried. In reality, countless talents go unnoticed—hence the saying, Thoroughbred horses are common, but discerning eyes are rare.

Yun Chuxian smiled warmly. I’m not here to tell you what kind of person Ye Lingxi is, nor to discourage you from submitting your script.

Tang Wangyue was puzzled. Wasn’t Yun Chuxian telling her all this to dissuade her from showing the script to Ye Lingxi?

What’s that supposed to mean?

It means you’re better off giving the script to me.

Tang Wangyue ?

You’re trying to steal it?

Mhm. Yun Chuxian made no attempt to hide her intentions. My company has signed a batch of newcomers. Even if I don’t star in it, someone else will.

In the past, Yun Chuxian had been content with a studio revolving around her. She lacked the energy for more. Now, as she gradually reduced her output of personal projects, she realized she needed her own business.

Having nearly reached the pinnacle of her acting career, she had transformed her studio into a company and signed a group of fresh talents.

I won’t be nurturing these newcomers myself. They need a strong script to elevate them—a script directed by Mo Lai and written by you.

Yun Chuxian smiled, her eyes narrowing like those of a millennia-old fox.

Tang Wangyue found the proposal quite appealing. Mo Lai had long yearned to direct her own independent project, and using Tang Wangyue’s script would be perfect.

Is this your way of giving me special treatment, Sister?

Of course not.

Tang Wangyue chuckled. Then you must have immense faith in my script?

After all, she hadn’t yet made a name for herself as a screenwriter.

Yun Chuxian softly recited a few script titles. These are the scripts you submitted, but unfortunately, they went unnoticed.

Tang Wangyue had submitted her scripts under her own name, making them easily traceable for anyone who bothered to look.

Not only could they find the scripts she’d submitted, but they could also access their full content.

So Yun Chuxian had actually read her scripts.

Tang Wangyue secretly rejoiced. It seemed her writing style resonated with Yun Chuxian’s tastes.

The validation of her work filled her with joy. Of course, the opportunity to spend time alone with Yun Chuxian was already a delightful experience in itself.

But I noticed them, Yun Chuxian said, tilting Tang Wangyue’s chin upward. Would you say I’m your patron? Shouldn’t you repay me?

How should I repay you? Tang Wangyue swallowed nervously.

How did the conversation suddenly turn to repayment?

With your body.

Yun Chuxian’s gentle, earnest tone made it sound like she was proposing something sacred and profound.

The smile froze on Tang Wangyue’s lips as she recalled Yun Chuxian’s previous remark. Then you’re not my patron.

Ha! Yun Chuxian burst into laughter, completely amused by the adorable little liar.

Then how about I just ‘milk’ you instead?

Yun Chuxian had just said she wouldn’t nurture the company’s newcomers, only to immediately offer to nurture Tang Wangyue instead.

Tang Wangyue understood the implication, but she detected an improper undertone in Yun Chuxian’s words.

Lately, Yun Chuxian had been knocking on her door for any excuse, even creating reasons for Tang Wangyue to come to her. Their relationship had progressed rapidly.

For instance, Tang Wangyue now called her 姐姐 elder sister without hesitation, even with increasing enthusiasm, as if it had become second nature.

But when Yun Chuxian said she would nurture her, Tang Wangyue jerked back as if trying to escape the thin air.

Yun Chuxian leaned back on the sofa. Do you see me as a monster?

Hearing this, Tang Wangyue immediately straightened up. No.

Then you’re letting your imagination run wild? Yun Chuxian teased with a smile. With this little liar, she had to press her relentlessly, then suddenly pull back once the girl realized what was happening—a calculated push and pull.

Tang Wangyue picked up a glass of water and took a few sips, nervously grabbing Yun Chuxian’s glass by mistake. Realizing her mistake, she wanted to slap herself. How could she grab the wrong glass at such a moment?

Their relationship had entered an intensely ambiguous phase. In essence, Yun Chuxian only initiated without provoking, while Tang Wangyue neither initiated nor refused.

They both sounded like terrible people, but they were enjoying themselves.

Besides, this game was only between the two of them. As long as they were happy, it couldn’t really be considered terrible.

All that mattered was proving from time to time that they were important to each other, different from anyone else.

Yun Chuxian chuckled softly and pinched her cheek. Have you decided whether you want to collaborate with me?

Of course.

How could she refuse Yun Chuxian? Collaborating with Yun Chuxian’s company would give them a legitimate reason to interact in the future.

Besides, she was a freelance screenwriter, not bound by a contract that prevented her from selling scripts to others.

In any case, if she were to sign a contract, it would only be with Yun Chuxian.