Why Does the Seductive Film Queen Keep Flirting with Me? - Chapter 46

Yun Chuxian chuckled softly and suddenly pulled Tang Wangyue closer, pressing their bodies even tighter together.

In the next instant, Tang Wangyue’s body stiffened, her entire being frozen. Her lips were captured, and she could feel the gentle lick of Yun Chuxian’s tongue.

A cool, low laugh followed. Too bad A Yue is sick.

Those words stirred Tang Wangyue’s heart into a frenzy. If she weren’t sick, what would happen between them?

Surely things would get much more intense.

Tang Wangyue didn’t want to infect Yun Chuxian, but then she reasoned that since they were already lying together and had kissed, transmission was inevitable, regardless of whether they did anything more.

Torn by conflicting thoughts, she unconsciously rolled over, instantly snapping awake. Her body ached with exhaustion even if she tried anything, it wouldn’t last long.

Above all, she didn’t want to leave Yun Chuxian with a bad impression.

Resigned, Tang Wangyue retreated back under the covers, her face undoubtedly betraying her resentment if anyone could see it.

Yun Chuxian didn’t need to look to sense the child’s dejected aura. Being sick meant no delicious food, having to take medicine, and worst of all, lying next to the woman she loved, yet forced to remain still.

Heartache. Agony.

Yun Chuxian’s lips curved into a smile as she reached out from under the covers, her hand slowly finding its way into Tang Wangyue’s bed. Their fingers intertwined.

Tang Wangyue froze for a moment, startled by the sudden touch, then smiled and clasped Yun Chuxian’s hand in return.

Feeling the warmth of the other’s hand—or perhaps it was the effects of the medicine kicking in—she soon closed her eyes.

Her racing thoughts gradually faded under the gentle caress of Yun Chuxian’s fingertips, and she drifted into a deep sleep.

Listening to Tang Wangyue’s steady breathing, Yun Chuxian tucked the blanket around her more securely. She turned to her side and opened her phone, the screen’s glow illuminating Tang Wangyue’s face.

Little liar, she murmured.

A memory flashed through her mind herself as a dirty, tearful child, gazing longingly at Xiao A’Yue, who was eating a pancake.

Even though Tang Wangyue’s clothes were worn, they were impeccably clean. Her tear-streaked face was soft and fair, hinting at a modest upbringing but also meticulous care and genuine kindness.

Seeing her wistful gaze, Yun Chuxian had broken off the untouched half of her pancake and offered it to her.

She had been only ten years old then, newly moved to the neighborhood with her parents. They were so busy unpacking that they forgot about her. Lost and afraid to wander too far, she waited anxiously, afraid her mother wouldn’t find her. But even after half a day and a sudden downpour, no one came.

The rain made the ground slippery, and her fear and anxiety caused her to fall several times, leaving her covered in mud and looking like a dirty bun. Xiao A’Yue mistook her for a beggar.

Watching her wolf down the food, Xiao A’Yue’s tiny brows furrowed. Are you a beggar?

I’m not, Yun Chuxian immediately denied. Looking at the girl who was a head shorter than her, she quickly formulated a plan. I got separated from my mom. Do you know where the police station is?

I do, Tang Wangyue replied. Though small, she knew every corner of this alley like the back of her hand.

Yun Chuxian relaxed slightly. She had encountered several adults on her way, but her rough upbringing had taught her to distrust strangers. She couldn’t risk letting them know she was lost—what if they tried to trick her? She couldn’t take that chance.

But with Tang Wangyue, a child, she felt no such reservations. The fact that Xiao A’Yue knew where the police station was made things even better.

Tang Wangyue led Yun Chuxian to the police station, then left with the candy the officers had given her as a reward. Yun Chuxian, meanwhile, successfully contacted her mother.

The moment she saw her mother’s face, she knew that bastard had hit her again.

Yun Chuxian decided to play dumb. Mom, what happened to your face? Did Dad hit you again? she asked, feigning surprise.

Yun Chuxian’s words caught the attention of the police officer. Although Mrs. Tang insisted she was fine, Yun Chuxian’s inconsolable weeping prompted the police and women’s federation to investigate.

After they left, the man beat her.

Yun Chuxian’s eyes were icy cold as she cried, and remained equally indifferent as she was beaten. In the end, she only said to her mother, This is the result of your attempts to keep the peace.

Mrs. Tang claimed she had fallen and that the man had nothing to do with it. He went unpunished, and knowing she had reported him, how could she expect any kindness from him?

The man had been right about one thing she should never have been brought back.

She even suspected he had deliberately tried to get rid of her.

The matter passed, and Mrs. Tang continued to live a life of meek compliance. Yun Chuxian couldn’t understand it. Her mother was a graduate of a prestigious university and had once held a good job. Yet she had moved to a distant city and taken a different job, all to avoid divorce, claiming it was because Yun Chuxian was too young and she didn’t want her to live with her father.

But Yun Chuxian had investigated. Her mother had a job, and her personal wishes were strong no one could have forced her to leave.

From that day on, she stopped being a well-behaved, academically gifted child. She constantly defied her, calling the police at the slightest provocation, even though each time it earned her a beating.

She had only said one thing to her mother If my death can wake you up, then I’ll die with purpose.

During her darkest days, she was fortunate to meet Tang Wangyue. It was only later that she discovered their families lived so close—just down the alley, a five-minute walk away.

That’s when she learned that Tang Wangyue’s family life was also difficult. Her father, once a decent man, had become addicted to gambling, transforming into a completely different person. Their home was stripped bare, and when he ran out of money, he’d sell their belongings. If they refused, he’d resort to violence.

Mrs. Tang was different. Whenever the Gambling Demon returned home, she would send Tang Wangyue out, telling A Yue to buy a flatbread and eat outside. She’d handle the situation and then come find A Yue.

Eventually, she successfully divorced him and raised Tang Wangyue alone.

Perhaps this experience gave her mother courage, or perhaps it was her own unwavering defiance. Her attitude was resolute even if she were beaten to death, she would continue to call the police and seek help.

Her mother finally chose to resist. The process turned out to be easier than they had imagined. Ignoring the Yun Family’s objections, her uncle rushed to their small county town, took them away, and sent them abroad to start anew. She only returned when she began university.

Later, she learned why the Yun Family, with their prestigious status, had agreed to such an abnormal marriage.

It turned out that Mrs. Tang had been in a relationship with that man during her university days and became pregnant out of wedlock. The Yun Family, where rules were paramount, would never tolerate such a transgression by any of its members, male or female, whether they caused someone else’s pregnancy or became pregnant themselves.

Her grandfather gave Mrs. Tang an ultimatum either terminate the pregnancy and remain the Yun Family’s eldest daughter, or be banished from the family and sever all ties.

Mrs. Tang stubbornly refused to back down, determined to prove to her family that her choice was not a mistake.

It wasn’t until after her divorce that her uncle revealed the truth the man had spotted her on the bus to school one day, fabricated a persona, and began pursuing her.

Growing up under strict family control, with her grandparents too busy with work to pay her much attention, Mrs. Tang had only her uncle, who was much older and spent more time with her, to care for her. Defying the family’s objections, he took her and Yun Chuxian away.

From that day forward, Yun Chuxian was separated from Tang Wangyue.

She often wondered what had given her the reckless courage to defy such overwhelming power with her own fragile strength.

The young Yun Chuxian, unsupported by her mother, defied the demons by doing things even adults wouldn’t dare.

The even younger A Yue had said, Mom says if people bully you and you don’t stand up for yourself, they’ll keep bullying you every day. Only resistance can stop violence.

Sister, do you want some candy?

Sister, you’re hurt! Let me take you home so my mom can put medicine on your wound.

Sister, you’re my best friend.

Sister, when I grow up, I’ll protect you and won’t let anyone bully you.

In truth, Yun Chuxian could barely remember these scenes anymore. She couldn’t even recall the exact words Tang Wangyue had used as a child, or the tone in which she had spoken them.

All she remembered was that Tang Wangyue had said these things to her.

In Yun Chuxian’s dark childhood, Tang Wangyue had been the only ray of light in her miserable life, giving her courage and hope.

Before leaving, Yun Chuxian had wanted to exchange contact information with Tang Wangyue, hoping they could stay in touch during their days of limited autonomy. But they still lost contact.

Yun Chuxian gazed at Tang Wangyue’s exquisite face, illuminated by the screen’s glow. It wasn’t that Tang Wangyue had supported her, but rather that Tang Wangyue’s presence had been a constant, vibrant force throughout her entire adolescence.

Even after they parted ways, Tang Wangyue remained like a sweet treat in her life, at least making it less bland.

Their youthful affection had been the innocent fondness between friends.

When had that affection quietly transformed into romantic love? It happened at school.

Yun Chuxian was invited to an event at the drama academy, where she unexpectedly ran into Tang Wangyue again. By then, Tang Wangyue was already a rising star, and it seemed she had been dragged along by friends to help with the event. After all, setting up the school auditorium required student volunteers.

Yun Chuxian wanted to talk to Tang Wangyue, but the opportunity never arose. By the time she had a moment, she learned that Tang Wangyue had only been there to help and had already left for another engagement.

That brief encounter revealed that the little girl she once knew had blossomed into a radiant young woman. Her bright, cheerful smile struck Yun Chuxian’s heart like an arrow.

A girl who had suffered a childhood similar to her own could still radiate genuine cheerfulness, unlike Yun Chuxian, whose smiles were merely a facade for her icy detachment.

Yun Chuxian craved that smile. She felt like a lone boat adrift at sea, desperately seeking a companion for her journey.

Tang Wangyue was that person.

As they spent more time together, Yun Chuxian grew increasingly infatuated. Her desire to keep Tang Wangyue by her side intensified.

Forever. Every moment. She wanted Tang Wangyue to stay with her, unable to leave her side. Even when they were apart, she wanted Tang Wangyue to think of her constantly, to dream of her.

If only I could make Tang Wangyue love me with all her heart, Yun Chuxian thought.

Her gaze softened as she stared at Tang Wangyue with tender affection.

She watched for a long time—ten minutes, half an hour, an hour—lost in her reverie.

It wasn’t until her phone slipped from her numb hand that she snapped back to reality.

I must be a little sick, she thought, realizing how long she had been staring at Tang Wangyue’s profile.

Setting her phone aside, Yun Chuxian reached out and gently pinched Tang Wangyue’s cheek. Little liar, she murmured.