Why Does the Seductive Film Queen Keep Flirting with Me? - Chapter 43

Yun Chuxian’s nonchalant attitude tightened Tang Wangyue’s heart. It seemed she was the only one who cared about this.

How could she simply forget? Someone who truly cared would constantly check their chat history, even if the other person didn’t reply, just to make sure they hadn’t missed a message. Forgetting for an entire month could only mean one thing she didn’t care at all.

Tang Wangyue lowered her head, looking like a wronged puppy—no, a furious wronged puppy. She was clearly angry and hurt, but she refused to say anything, yet she wouldn’t leave either.

Yun Chuxian nearly lost her composure. This little liar looked so pitiful and adorable.

Not going to talk?

I don’t know what to say.

Tang Wangyue kept her head down, hiding her expression.

Look up.

No.

Tang Wangyue’s rare stubbornness piqued Yun Chuxian’s interest.

Yun Chuxian tilted Tang Wangyue’s chin upward. Only then did she notice the girl’s eyes were red-rimmed, her face a picture of wounded pride. She looked even more vulnerable now.

Naughty children who don’t listen deserve punishment.

Yun Chuxian picked up the water glass beside her and took a sip, leaving a lipstick mark on the rim. She placed the marked side against Tang Wangyue’s lips. Open your mouth.

Yun Chuxian’s voice was gentle and soft, neither commanding nor domineering. Yet Tang Wangyue instinctively opened her mouth. Catching a glimpse of the lipstick mark on the rim, she took two more sips of water.

The two hadn’t seen each other in over a month. This period of separation had only deepened the imprint of each other’s presence in their hearts.

Tang Wangyue reluctantly watched the glass withdraw, her gaze returning to Yun Chuxian.

Yun Chuxian secretly lamented the quick disappearance of Tang Wangyue’s tear-reddened eyes. She hadn’t had enough time to admire them.

A Yue, what kind of girl do you like?

Yun Chuxian’s question was abrupt, and it firmly established that Tang Wangyue’s affections lay with girls.

The qualities Tang Wangyue admired were precisely those Yun Chuxian possessed. Or perhaps, Tang Wangyue simply loved Yun Chuxian, regardless of her appearance.

Yun Chuxian’s gaze locked onto Tang Wangyue’s face, scrutinizing every subtle shift in her expression.

Tang Wangyue didn’t find the question particularly meaningful. After a moment’s thought, she replied, If I love someone, I love everything about them.

Yun Chuxian tapped Tang Wangyue’s head lightly. It’s like you said something, but also nothing at all.

Of course I wouldn’t say it directly. Would I really admit that the person I like is right here in front of me?

They had shared many intimate moments, but without a defined relationship, they couldn’t cross certain boundaries with their words.

Their ambiguity, already fragile, had completely dissolved during a month of separation and no contact.

Without that ambiguous connection, the ambiguous words became even more impossible to utter.

Tang Wangyue shook her head. What about you, Sister? What kind of person do you like?

Yun Chuxian smiled. Well-behaved, obedient, and compliant.

The three words seemed almost interchangeable. Does that mean anyone who’s well-behaved, obedient, and compliant would do?

If I were to be all those things, would Yun Chuxian like me too?

The next moment, Yun Chuxian added, None of those.

The sudden shift was like a roller coaster. Tang Wangyue pressed, Then what is it?

It’s you.

Because it’s you, I like you. Because it’s you, I like every quality you possess.

These two words conjured a thousand possibilities in Tang Wangyue’s mind. The imagined scenarios made her heart stop for a moment, and all her previous unhappiness vanished in an instant.

Nothing could compare to a single word from Yun Chuxian.

Tang Wangyue gazed up at her, her heart filled with indescribable emotions. How should she navigate her relationship with Yun Chuxian?

Should she just boldly pursue her, as Mo Lai had suggested? They had no obstacles—their families approved, and as long as they were together, there would be no resistance.

Jie-jie, Tang Wangyue murmured, her eyes fixed on Yun Chuxian’s, the love in her gaze almost impossible to conceal.

Yun Chuxian raised an eyebrow, waiting for her to continue.

Tang Wangyue reached out and gently grasped Yun Chuxian’s sleeve, slowly sliding her hand down until their fingers intertwined.

Sensing her tentative approach, Yun Chuxian didn’t pull away, but she didn’t return the grip as she usually did.

As long as Yun Chuxian didn’t reject her, Tang Wangyue felt much more at ease. It was time to say what needed to be said directly. If she waited until the production crew wrapped up filming, they might never have another chance.

Given Yun Chuxian’s demanding schedule, even with family support, their relationship would be doomed if they couldn’t find time to meet.

Jie-jie, do you still mean what you said about marriage?

The words startled even Tang Wangyue herself. She had meant to ask about dating, but the moment the words left her lips, they had transformed into a proposal.

Now that she had spoken, she could say more. I want to marry you, Sister.

They had met through a matchmaking arrangement, both with marriage in mind. If it were possible, of course they should marry.

The thought of them potentially marrying filled Tang Wangyue’s heart with overwhelming joy and an inexplicable sense of happiness, even just imagining it.

Yun Chuxian tilted her head. Marriage?

Why are you suddenly thinking about marrying me? Didn’t you reject me before?

It hadn’t been long since Tang Wangyue had rejected her. Yun Chuxian was the type to hold grudges.

Though she wouldn’t refuse to marry Tang Wangyue, she wondered if Tang Wangyue’s feelings for her were as deeply rooted as her own.

What Yun Chuxian wanted was for Tang Wangyue’s love to be no less intense than her own. So far, that hadn’t been the case.

She believed Tang Wangyue liked her, but it wasn’t enough.

Tang Wangyue leaned closer, kneeling on one knee beside Yun Chuxian’s leg. I love you.

Saying it so directly made the matter less complicated.

Yun Chuxian pinched Tang Wangyue’s chin, then chuckled softly. Love me?

Just liking me isn’t enough.

Without making Tang Wangyue guess, Yun Chuxian gently began to dismiss her. I need to rest now.

Tang Wangyue opened her mouth to say something more, but Yun Chuxian pressed her foot against Tang Wangyue’s shoulder. Get out.

Clearly, Yun Chuxian didn’t want to give her any chance to speak.

This was understandable. They had been out of contact for a month. Even though Yun Chuxian hadn’t replied to her messages, Tang Wangyue had been the one to hesitate first.

Yun Chuxian had already taken the initiative, yet she had still been so conflicted. It was only natural that the other woman would be angry and stop replying.

Tang Wangyue had no choice but to leave the room. But she had already made up her mind if Yun Chuxian could take the initiative before, now she could do the same.

She sent Bai Yu a message, informing her that Yun Chuxian was now alone in the room.

Yun Chuxian’s hypoglycemia should have been treated by now. Chocolate, sugar, and cola were usually the most effective remedies for such conditions.

Instead of returning to the room, Tang Wangyue opened her navigation app and began searching for supermarkets in the ancient city where she could buy some supplies. After all, resources were limited here.

She could also order online, but delivery would take time. For now, she needed to purchase a few items to carry with her.

Tang Wangyue borrowed an electric scooter from Mo Lai. The ancient city was small enough that she could explore the entire area in just two hours.

The only large supermarket in the area was quite far away. Inside, she couldn’t find any particularly good chocolate. Yun Chuxian didn’t have much of a sweet tooth, so any chocolate or candy had to be only mildly sweet.

After browsing for a while, she bought a box of nicely packaged candies. She was interested in the tin box, not the candies themselves.

Tang Wangyue also picked up some snacks and drinks before riding her electric scooter back to the guesthouse, a journey that took another hour.

The evening air was chilly, and the long ride left her feeling cold. By the time she showered, she was already sneezing. In the middle of the night, a razor-sharp throat pain woke her. She rummaged through her medicine kit, found some pills, and finally managed to fall back asleep after two or three hours.

Her throat ached relentlessly, even with constant sips of water. Every short nap was interrupted by the pain. Thankfully, the medication eventually kicked in, or she wouldn’t have gotten any sleep at all.

After such a fragmented night, Tang Wangyue could barely open her eyes when her alarm went off the next morning. At least the medicine had eased the worst of her throat pain.

Forcing herself to ignore her exhaustion, she called Mo Lai. Her hoarse voice immediately betrayed her condition. I’ve caught a cold. Tell Director Sun I won’t be coming to the set today.

What? You’re sick? I’m coming over right away! Mo Lai’s voice was frantic. He hung up before she could protest.

Five minutes later, Mo Lai burst into her room. Tang Wangyue, what time did you get back last night? How did you catch a cold?

Around one.

She rushed to the supermarket before it closed, but by the time she got back, it was past one in the morning. The wind made her head ache she should have driven.

Tang Wangyue huddled under the covers, extending a hand to point at the sugar box on the nightstand. Give this to Yun Chuxian.

Mo Lai stared at her, speechless. She’s completely lost it.

What should I say?

Tell her to take one if her bl00d sugar drops.

Tang Wangyue didn’t want to speak her throat felt like a rusty machine, her voice grating and painful.

Seeing her so miserable, Mo Lai reluctantly picked up the sugar. I’ll deliver it for you.

Suddenly, she paused. Why did you call me instead of Yun Chuxian? Why didn’t you just ask her to come get it herself?

Contagious.

Tang Wangyue had initially considered asking Bai Yu to fetch it, but if Bai Yu caught her cold, Yun Chuxian would inevitably get it too. Better to keep Mo Lai as a buffer.

Mo Lai was speechless. I’m the clown here.

And you even called me, as if you were afraid I wouldn’t catch it.

Tang Wangyue tugged pitifully at Mo Lai’s sleeve. Okay, okay, I won’t say anything more. I’ll get you some congee later. Just stay in bed.

Mo Lai took the sugar to Yun Chuxian’s door and knocked. Bai Yu answered.

Director Mo?

Bai Yu was surprised that Screenwriter Tang wasn’t the first to arrive.

Mo Lai handed over the candy. A Yue bought this for Teacher Yun. She rode her bike to the supermarket last night and didn’t get back until 1 AM. Now she’s sick in bed.

He didn’t say anything more, eager to buy breakfast for his sister.

Yun Chuxian, who had heard everything from inside the room, frowned as Bai Yu entered. Tang Wangyue is sick?

That’s what Director Mo said.

Bai Yu placed the candy in front of Yun Chuxian. This is from Screenwriter Tang.

Yun Chuxian opened the box. Inside were candies and chocolates, clearly handpicked. Tang Wangyue had put considerable thought into selecting this particular assortment.

Send medicine to Tang Wangyue.

Yun Chuxian was deeply concerned, but as the lead actress, she couldn’t afford any setbacks. A cold could delay the production crew, costing them millions—even tens of millions—of yuan. That was the least of it.

She needed to protect her own health, but A Yue…

Her heart clenched, her thoughts already racing to Tang Wangyue’s bedside.