After Becoming a Scummy Alpha, I Became a Slave to My Beloved Wife - Chapter 47

In broad daylight… and this kind of noise?

Of course, Jiang Nian couldn’t stay calm. She kicked the door open and burst in, shouting at the overlapping figures inside,
“What are you two doing?! You—”

But the moment she clearly saw what was actually happening, her voice trailed off in confusion.

Qiao Wenyu had been in the middle of changing costumes. She couldn’t reach the ties on the back of her outfit, so she had asked Xia Xue to help her knot it. Xia Xue, thinking that traditional costumes looked best when they emphasized the waistline, had been pulling hard—too hard.

Qiao Wenyu had nearly lost her breath from how tightly she was being cinched.

Startled by Jiang Nian’s sudden entrance, both of them looked up in shock.

“Ah…” Jiang Nian was now clearly embarrassed. She quickly stepped inside and shut the door behind her.
“Sister, I… I was worried about you. I decided to stay and watch you film.”

Xia Xue had been so startled that she dropped the sash she was holding. She was now bent over, picking it up from the floor.

Qiao Wenyu adjusted her skirt and turned around. “Xiao Nian, what about your company? Is it really okay for you to leave things unattended?”

“No,” Jiang Nian said with conviction as she strode forward and wrapped Qiao Wenyu into a dramatic hug. “But I can’t leave my Sister.”

Her actions were exaggerated on purpose—a clear display of possessiveness.

Xia Xue didn’t fully grasp what was going on. Holding the sash again, she tried to step back in.
“I’m tying Sister’s belt—don’t get in the way.”

“In the way?” Jiang Nian tilted her head, making a playful face.

Watching the two alphas bicker like elementary schoolers, Qiao Wenyu couldn’t help rubbing her forehead.
“That’s enough. Xiaoxia, you can go. I’ll let Xiao Nian help me finish. Thanks for your help—go get some rest.”

“But…” Xia Xue clearly didn’t want to leave. She just liked being around Qiao Wenyu.

It wasn’t until Qiao Wenyu reminded her that she had an important scene that afternoon—and would get scolded by the director if she wasn’t in top shape—that Xia Xue finally slunk out of the room.

Once the third wheel was gone, Jiang Nian—who had clung to Qiao Wenyu like a koala—finally loosened her grip and gave a smug little smile toward the door Xia Xue had exited through.

“Sister, I booked a hotel near the set for the whole month. Don’t worry about work—I’ve taken care of everything. Now I can see you every day,” she said with an unmistakable glow of happiness on her face.

Qiao Wenyu had no choice but to give in.
“Alright then.”

“Sister, let me tie your belt. I promise I won’t hurt you.” Jiang Nian picked up the sash Xia Xue had left on the dressing table.

Qiao Wenyu turned around and raised her arms, letting Jiang Nian take over.

Jiang Nian wrapped her arms around Qiao Wenyu’s waist and slowly threaded the sash through, circling it carefully to the front. The length was just enough for a knot. She crouched down to check the tension.
“If it’s too tight or uncomfortable, you have to tell me, okay?”

As the belt tightened around her waist, Qiao Wenyu could feel every tiny shift. When Xia Xue had helped her earlier, it hadn’t felt this intense. But now, with Jiang Nian’s hands on her, the sensitivity of the moment hit her all at once.

“Mm…” Qiao Wenyu let out a soft, unintentional breath.

Jiang Nian immediately froze, looking up in alarm.
“Sister, did I hurt you?”

“No… it just tickled a little,” Qiao Wenyu replied, her voice hoarse, thick with an unmistakable emotional charge.

This time, it was Jiang Nian’s turn to get flustered. Her hands trembled slightly as she tied the final knot, but she still managed to finish it off with a perfectly formed butterfly bow.

Qiao Wenyu looked at herself in the mirror, turning from side to side. “Looks great. Thank you, Xiao Nian.”

Xiao Nian happened to be free that afternoon, so she went with Qiao Wenyu to the filming location.

Today’s shoot was an important scene between the female lead and the third female character. Qiao Wenyu didn’t have much screen time in this one—just a few lines—so it was a relatively easy day for her.

The female lead, Jiang Xianxian, hadn’t been on set for a while, so she was catching up with reshoots that morning and had to work overtime in the afternoon. The director even wanted her to push through a few more scenes in the evening.

When they arrived on set, it was Xiao Nian’s first time seeing what a real TV production looked like.

Several cameras were already set up by a small river, and the director along with the lighting crew were all in position.

“Alright, once you’re all ready, let’s run through it once,” the director called out once the cast had assembled.

This opening scene didn’t involve Qiao Wenyu, so she didn’t need to appear yet.

“Jie, how many times do you usually shoot one scene?” Xiao Nian asked curiously, her eyes glued to the set.

Qiao Wenyu touched her chin thoughtfully. “If we’re lucky, it can be done in one take. But sometimes it takes a few days. Our director is very strict, so it’s hard to pass on the first try.”

“That sounds really tough.”

“Of course. No job is easy.”

As they chatted, the director lost his temper three times.

“Xia Xue! You’re the third female lead, not just some extra. Can you please act like it and show some camera awareness?”

“Jiang Xianxian! This isn’t your first time doing wire work. Why are your movements so stiff? Are you nervous or what? Try to act more professionally!”

“You over there, the background actor—lift your head! Do you know how bad it looks when you keep staring at the ground?”

The director shouted through his megaphone, clearly frustrated.

After several takes, his voice was nearly gone. It seemed the lead actors just weren’t in the right state today.

“Alright, we’re shelving this fight scene. Since you can’t handle it, we’ll switch to another one,” the director said, flipping through the script. “Let’s do the scene with Qiao Wenyu and Xia Xue. Same costumes, so we’ll move to the indoor set.”

“Huh? Jie, you have a scene with Xia Xue?” Xiao Nian asked casually.

Qiao Wenyu’s ears turned red instantly.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?” Xiao Nian asked, confused.

Just then, the director raised his megaphone again and announced, “Get ready, people. This is the scene where the characters are under the influence of love-inducing incense. Make sure the intimate shots come through clearly. Capture that tension—love and hate colliding, yet unable to resist one another.”

He got so carried away, he even twisted his body dramatically to show the mood he wanted, using exaggerated gestures to emphasize the sensual atmosphere.

Xiao Nian’s face darkened as she listened.

“Xiao Nian, it’s just camera angles…” Qiao Wenyu tried to explain.

“Camera angles are for when it’s necessary. If we can act it out naturally, we should do it for real. Don’t be afraid to give your all—it’s for the sake of art!” the director shouted, completely ignoring Qiao Wenyu’s discomfort.

Xiao Nian’s expression turned even colder.

“Xiao Nian…” Qiao Wenyu called softly, worried.

Xiao Nian turned away and muttered, trying to hold back her emotions, “I’m fine. I should be supportive of your work, Jie.”

Qiao Wenyu’s heart sank, but the director was already urging them to get started. She couldn’t delay, so she reluctantly followed the team to the indoor set.

In this scene, Qiao Wenyu’s character—playing a daughter of a noble family—unknowingly enters a room filled with drugged incense. While sneaking in, she accidentally inhales the scent, falling into the villain’s trap, and is forced into an intimate moment with the third female character, who works for the antagonist.

To match the scene’s tone, the lighting team used a warm orange hue, giving the room a soft, seductive glow.

Qiao Wenyu straightened her costume, then stiffly lay down on the bed.

Xia Xue sat on a wooden chair nearby.

“Action!” the director called.

Xiao Nian clenched her fists as she watched the two actresses gradually move closer.

Just as Xia Xue leaned down, about to kiss Qiao Wenyu, and before Xiao Nian could say anything, Qiao Wenyu suddenly pushed Xia Xue off with one firm shove.

Xia Xue looked stunned. It was the first time she’d seen Qiao Wenyu refuse a scene so abruptly.

Qiao Wenyu looked at herself in the mirror, turning from side to side. “Looks great. Thank you, Xiao Nian.”

Xiao Nian happened to be free that afternoon, so she went with Qiao Wenyu to the filming location.

Today’s shoot was an important scene between the female lead and the third female character. Qiao Wenyu didn’t have much screen time in this one—just a few lines—so it was a relatively easy day for her.

The female lead, Jiang Xianxian, hadn’t been on set for a while, so she was catching up with reshoots that morning and had to work overtime in the afternoon. The director even wanted her to push through a few more scenes in the evening.

When they arrived on set, it was Xiao Nian’s first time seeing what a real TV production looked like.

Several cameras were already set up by a small river, and the director along with the lighting crew were all in position.

“Alright, once you’re all ready, let’s run through it once,” the director called out once the cast had assembled.

This opening scene didn’t involve Qiao Wenyu, so she didn’t need to appear yet.

“Jie, how many times do you usually shoot one scene?” Xiao Nian asked curiously, her eyes glued to the set.

Qiao Wenyu touched her chin thoughtfully. “If we’re lucky, it can be done in one take. But sometimes it takes a few days. Our director is very strict, so it’s hard to pass on the first try.”

“That sounds really tough.”

“Of course. No job is easy.”

As they chatted, the director lost his temper three times.

“Xia Xue! You’re the third female lead, not just some extra. Can you please act like it and show some camera awareness?”

“Jiang Xianxian! This isn’t your first time doing wire work. Why are your movements so stiff? Are you nervous or what? Try to act more professionally!”

“You over there, the background actor—lift your head! Do you know how bad it looks when you keep staring at the ground?”

The director shouted through his megaphone, clearly frustrated.

After several takes, his voice was nearly gone. It seemed the lead actors just weren’t in the right state today.

“Alright, we’re shelving this fight scene. Since you can’t handle it, we’ll switch to another one,” the director said, flipping through the script. “Let’s do the scene with Qiao Wenyu and Xia Xue. Same costumes, so we’ll move to the indoor set.”

“Huh? Jie, you have a scene with Xia Xue?” Xiao Nian asked casually.

Qiao Wenyu’s ears turned red instantly.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?” Xiao Nian asked, confused.

Just then, the director raised his megaphone again and announced, “Get ready, people. This is the scene where the characters are under the influence of love-inducing incense. Make sure the intimate shots come through clearly. Capture that tension—love and hate colliding, yet unable to resist one another.”

He got so carried away, he even twisted his body dramatically to show the mood he wanted, using exaggerated gestures to emphasize the sensual atmosphere.

Xiao Nian’s face darkened as she listened.

“Xiao Nian, it’s just camera angles…” Qiao Wenyu tried to explain.

“Camera angles are for when it’s necessary. If we can act it out naturally, we should do it for real. Don’t be afraid to give your all—it’s for the sake of art!” the director shouted, completely ignoring Qiao Wenyu’s discomfort.

Xiao Nian’s expression turned even colder.

“Xiao Nian…” Qiao Wenyu called softly, worried.

Xiao Nian turned away and muttered, trying to hold back her emotions, “I’m fine. I should be supportive of your work, Jie.”

Qiao Wenyu’s heart sank, but the director was already urging them to get started. She couldn’t delay, so she reluctantly followed the team to the indoor set.

In this scene, Qiao Wenyu’s character—playing a daughter of a noble family—unknowingly enters a room filled with drugged incense. While sneaking in, she accidentally inhales the scent, falling into the villain’s trap, and is forced into an intimate moment with the third female character, who works for the antagonist.

To match the scene’s tone, the lighting team used a warm orange hue, giving the room a soft, seductive glow.

Qiao Wenyu straightened her costume, then stiffly lay down on the bed.

Xia Xue sat on a wooden chair nearby.

“Action!” the director called.

Xiao Nian clenched her fists as she watched the two actresses gradually move closer.

Just as Xia Xue leaned down, about to kiss Qiao Wenyu, and before Xiao Nian could say anything, Qiao Wenyu suddenly pushed Xia Xue off with one firm shove.

Xia Xue looked stunned. It was the first time she’d seen Qiao Wenyu refuse a scene so abruptly.

“What’s going on?” the director frowned.

Qiao Wenyu sat up stiffly, eyes lowered. “Director, I think I’d prefer to use a body double.”

“Body double? Do you… have a partner?” the director asked, puzzled.

Qiao Wenyu hesitated, then glanced at Jiang Nian, who was standing off set, and muttered, “Something like that.”

The director scratched his head until his hair was a mess. “Alright, alright. We’ll use a body double then. If you can’t commit fully to the scene for art’s sake, then you need to express everything through body language and camera work.”

Qiao Wenyu nodded, then turned to Xia Xue and apologized, “Sorry, I interrupted your flow.”

“It’s— it’s okay.” Xia Xue had been sitting so close to Qiao Wenyu earlier that she could still smell the faint rose scent of her pheromones. It smelled… really good.

So this is why Alphas are drawn to Omegas, she thought.

Jiang Nian noticed the strange look on Xia Xue’s face and felt a wave of jealousy rise in her chest. She fidgeted anxiously and stared at the bed surrounded by cameras.

The director clapped the slate again, and the two actresses resumed their performance.

Throughout the scene, Jiang Nian clenched her back teeth, while the director’s face grew darker with frustration.

“Stop, stop, stop!” he snapped, slamming the table beside him. “What is wrong with you all today? It’s bad enough that no one’s in the right state, but this— I want you to give yourselves to the performance! Feel something, for crying out loud!”

“Director, I…” Xia Xue tried to take the blame immediately.

Surprisingly, the director motioned for her to be quiet and then turned to Qiao Wenyu. “Qiao Wenyu, this is a tender, romantic scene. But you’re stiff as a board, totally emotionless. Didn’t I already agree to the body double?”

Jiang Nian felt secretly pleased. The less her sister reacted to others, the better.

But seeing her sister get scolded didn’t feel good either.

“I’m giving you one minute to reset. If this next take doesn’t work, don’t blame me for being harsh,” the director warned.

On one side was jealous Jiang Nian. On the other, a perfectionist director.

This scene was turning out to be quite the nightmare.

As the minute was almost up, Jiang Nian took a deep breath and stepped forward. “Director, how about I do the scene instead of Xia Xue?”

The director turned, startled. “What?”

“Maybe if I step in, it’ll ease Wenyu’s discomfort. I know her better. Just think of me… as a stand-in,” she explained.

The director paused. “President Jiang… Are you sure you can handle it?”

“I’m sure,” Jiang Nian replied seriously.

“Alright then, give it a shot. If it works, we’ll just patch in a couple of close-ups of Xia Xue later.” He had no better options, so he agreed.

With permission granted, Jiang Nian stepped onto the set herself.

“Come on, let me handle this,” she said to Xia Xue, waving her off.

Xia Xue hesitated. “Are you sure you can do it?”

“I might not be a great actor, but I’ve got something better—real feelings,” Jiang Nian said, meaningfully.

Xia Xue reluctantly left the set, still unsure.

“Scene 70, take three. Action!” the director called.

Jiang Nian slowly leaned in, just like she would when being close to Qiao Wenyu in private. She released a faint red wine–scented pheromone to stir Qiao Wenyu’s emotions.

Qiao Wenyu’s eyes became dazed, and her breathing grew unsteady.

“Don’t be scared, it’s me,” Jiang Nian whispered, placing a kiss on Qiao Wenyu’s forehead, then continued gently downward.

Qiao Wenyu melted under her touch, her body softening, her expression and gaze completely in the moment.

The director watched, more and more pleased. He even delayed yelling “cut” just to capture more of the beautiful scene.

Behind the camera, Xia Xue was stunned. She had always assumed Qiao Wenyu and Jiang Nian were just friends. Watching them now, she couldn’t help but whisper in awe, “That was so real… You’re amazing, Jie.”

The director was just as impressed. “That was perfect. Our first one-take scene in ages. And it was President Jiang who nailed it.”

“Thanks to you, Director, for letting me give it a try,” Jiang Nian replied modestly.

The director laughed heartily. “President Jiang stepping in as a guest actor—for free! That’s something most people could only dream of.”

After exchanging compliments, Qiao Wenyu finally calmed down, cooling off from the intensity of the moment.

From a shadowy corner, Jiang Xianxian quietly watched everything, then slowly turned and left.

The afternoon shoot was done. Jiang Nian didn’t want to stay with the crew for dinner—eating takeout boxed meals with everyone just wasn’t her style.

“Jie, shall we go get dinner together?” Jiang Nian offered.

Before Qiao Wenyu could answer, Xia Xue came over and said, “Can I join? President Jiang… your performance earlier was incredible.”

“No.” Jiang Nian refused flatly. She didn’t want a bright, buzzing third wheel ruining the mood.

Xia Xue tried to insist, but an assistant came to pull her away—apparently the director wanted her to reshoot a few close-ups from the inn scene to blend with Jiang Nian’s footage.

As she was dragged off, Xia Xue raised her hand, hoping someone might stop her—but no one did.

Once the third wheel was gone, Jiang Nian took Qiao Wenyu’s hand and pulled her out of the studio.

“Xiao Nian, were you upset earlier?” Qiao Wenyu asked.

“Hmm? You mean during your scene with Xia Xue?” Jiang Nian turned to look at her.

“Yeah.”

“Maybe a little. But I didn’t want to interfere with your work,” she said thoughtfully. “Still, in the end, I saved the day. Don’t you think I deserve a reward?”

Qiao Wenyu couldn’t help but laugh. “Alright, alright. You’ve worked hard today. Let me treat you to dinner.”

Jiang Nian shook her head. “Nope. I’m treating you.”

“Then what do you want?” Qiao Wenyu asked, puzzled.

Jiang Nian grinned, leaned in close, and gently tapped her lips with her fingertip.

“I want a kiss. Will you give me one, Jie?”

Qiao Wenyu glanced around to make sure no one was nearby, then quickly gave her a peck.

It had been too long since they’d spent time alone. So, Jiang Nian picked a quiet, private restaurant for dinner.

They walked in hand-in-hand, just like any couple in love.

In a dark corner, a flash went off—and quickly disappeared.

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