After Secretly Marrying the Top Celebrity, I Fell in Love - Chapter 50

The night was very quiet. Scattered stars dotted the inky black sky, twinkling on and off.

The night sky was beautiful.

After taking a shower, Bai Yiyan walked to the floor-to-ceiling window in a white bathrobe, her soft, freshly-washed, waist-length straight hair loose around her. She gazed up at the starry sky outside the window.

Ye Manqing hadn’t returned yet.

Bai Yiyan had just sent Ye Manqing a WeChat message asking when she would be back, and Ye Manqing had replied that she would return soon. So, Bai Yiyan watched the flickering stars and waited for Ye Manqing to come home.

Bai Yiyan rarely had such moments of leisure.

At this moment, Bai Yiyan suddenly felt very happy. Her beautifully shaped lips involuntarily curled up slightly, a genuine, faint smile playing on her face.

Her dream of acting had come true; she was now a truly professional actress.

Although Bai Yiyan, an orphan, had no biological family, she had the director of the orphanage and Jiang Le, who were closer than kin. The director was taking medication, and thankfully, her condition was well controlled, with no cancer cell spread. Jiang Le was a good student and obedient—a worry-free child. Furthermore, she had Xu Xing, a close friend she could talk to without reservation.

Most importantly, she had Ye Manqing by her side.

Gradually, Bai Yiyan realized something: her feelings for Ye Manqing had changed. Unknowingly, she had fallen in love with Ye Manqing.

Bai Yiyan wasn’t sure what Ye Manqing’s feelings for her were. Ye Manqing was the one who proposed, so she must like her a little, right?

But how much did Ye Manqing like her? What did she like about her? What specific point did she like? Bai Yiyan had no answers to this series of questions.

At one point, Bai Yiyan suddenly wanted to ask Ye Manqing for confirmation. But in the end, her personality prevented her from speaking the words.

Bai Yiyan’s personality was too composed, so much so that it bordered on being mature for her age, entirely unlike a young person in her early twenties.

Just as Bai Yiyan was lost in thought, a sound of a door opening suddenly came from outside.

Bai Yiyan quickly turned around, shuffling her slippers as she headed towards the entryway.

She saw Ye Manqing, clad in a haute couture evening gown, leaning against the wall to take off her shoes. Her hair was neatly pinned up, making her look elegant and dignified.

Hearing the sound, Ye Manqing slowly raised her eyes, her slender, snow-fox eyes half-closed, and her narrow eyes slightly hooked at the corners. She beckoned to Bai Yiyan with a finger.

“…” Bai Yiyan was momentarily stunned, but obediently took a step forward and stood in front of Ye Manqing.

“Yanyan, let me lean on you.” Ye Manqing leaned forward, collapsing into Bai Yiyan’s arms, resting her chin lightly on the other’s shoulder.

“I feel a bit dizzy.”

“Are you drunk?” Bai Yiyan smelled alcohol on the woman and asked softly.

“I’m not drunk,” Ye Manqing chuckled, answering languidly in a low voice. “Just a little dizzy.”

With that, Ye Manqing slowly straightened up, her hands resting lightly on Bai Yiyan’s shoulders. She slowly tilted her head and moved closer, approaching Bai Yiyan’s lips until they were almost touching.

Smack, the woman kissed Bai Yiyan on the lips, deliberately making a loud sound.

Just as Bai Yiyan was about to respond, Ye Manqing suddenly lowered her head, resting her chin on Bai Yiyan’s shoulder again.

Bai Yiyan stood motionless. After a pause, she reached out and wrapped her arms around Ye Manqing’s slender waist, advising her gently in her ear, “Teacher Ye, let me help you go take a shower.”

“Do you want to see me without clothes?” Ye Manqing suddenly wanted to tease Bai Yiyan, to see her blush and look shy.

“…” Bai Yiyan subconsciously swallowed, answering softly and truthfully.

“Yes.”

Ye Manqing fluttered her thick lashes, somewhat doubting her hearing. She straightened up and stared at Bai Yiyan’s eyes with a puzzled look.

Bai Yiyan met the woman’s doubtful gaze and said, word by word, “I said I do.”

“…” Ye Manqing suddenly recalled the scene on the chaise longue that afternoon. Her already flushed face turned even redder, and her cheeks were burning. “I’m going to take a shower.”

“You don’t need to help me.”

This person… she actually has a bit of a ‘little wolf’ side, not entirely a docile little lamb.

After dropping that line, Ye Manqing walked barefoot directly on the floor, lifting the hem of her skirt with one hand, a bit unsteady, as she walked toward the bedroom.

Bai Yiyan was uneasy and followed a safe distance behind Ye Manqing, wanting to speak several times. She said nothing until the bathroom door closed.

A short while later, the sound of “whooshing” water came from the bathroom.

Bai Yiyan turned around, went to the large bed, and sat down, intending to scroll through Weibo since she had nothing else to do.

She had posted a Weibo update in the evening, and in just over three hours, the comments numbered in the tens of thousands, and the reposts and likes exceeded one hundred thousand.

Bai Yiyan lowered her eyes, her fingertip resting lightly on the phone screen. She clicked on the post, planning to read the fans’ comments.

[Wow! What a beautiful sunset! The sunset in Hengdian is truly beautiful!!]

[Isn’t it the Hengdian sunset? The IP address shows it’s C City, though.]

[Isn’t my wife filming in Hengdian? Ahhh! Is she back?]

[When can we go pick you up!! Wife, please give us a chance (crying)]

Bai Yiyan was in a great mood, perhaps because of what happened on the chaise longue that afternoon, or perhaps because the hot pot dinner was delicious. So, Bai Yiyan decided to reply to some of the fans’ comments. She hadn’t replied to anyone before because she didn’t know how to respond to the messages and was afraid of saying too much and making a mistake.

So, she had to pretend to be “aloof.”

Bai Yiyan replied to a few comments, specifically addressing the few questions that had been liked into the top spots.

[Yes, it’s not Hengdian, this is the sunset in C City (smiley face)]

[Something came up temporarily, so I came back, but I can only stay for one day.]

[Next time, I’ll definitely let everyone know in advance when I return. But everyone must prioritize their studies and work and not delay them for the sake of airport pickups.]

After replying to the comments, Bai Yiyan continued scrolling through Weibo and then specifically clicked into her super-topic page. As soon as she entered the page, Bai Yiyan noticed something strange: she and Fu Yu were being shipped as a couple by the fans?!

Bai Yiyan looked through the related topics and found that people’s imaginations were truly wild. If she wasn’t the actual person, just looking at the edited photos and short videos, it really looked believable.

The misleading nature of these photos and videos was too great; no wonder everyone was so addicted to shipping the couple.

Just as Bai Yiyan was lost in thought, the bathroom door suddenly opened.

Hearing the sound, Bai Yiyan instinctively looked toward the bathroom. She saw Ye Manqing walking out, also in a white bathrobe, with glistening water droplets running down her calves.

The belt of the bathrobe was neatly tied, with the V-neck overlapped. The woman’s dark hair was loose down her back, slightly wavy because it had been pinned up.

The woman’s eyes were like water, and her face was flushed with an enchanting, rosy hue, steamed by the humid air. She was captivatingly beautiful.

Ye Manqing walked step by step toward the bed. When she got closer, she leaned over and aggressively snatched the phone from Bai Yiyan’s hand.

“Phone confiscated. Sleep.”

Because of Ye Manqing’s bent-over posture, Bai Yiyan’s line of sight perfectly took in two full, rounded mounds of white flesh that were dazzlingly bright.

“…!” Bai Yiyan’s mind went blank for a few seconds, as she had also glimpsed two pink areolas.

The visual impact was too shocking.

“…” Ye Manqing lowered her gaze, following Bai Yiyan’s line of sight to her chest, and instantly understood.

Ye Manqing abruptly straightened up, her face flushed so red it was almost dripping blood. She turned her head away to look elsewhere.

“Let’s sleep.”

With that, Ye Manqing handed the phone back to Bai Yiyan and walked around to the other side of the bed. Pushing back the covers, the woman, her face still red, got into bed and lay on her side, her back to Bai Yiyan.

Bai Yiyan turned her head to look at Ye Manqing’s back, silently turned off the bedside lamp, and also slipped under the covers.

After a long while, Bai Yiyan gently wrapped her arms around Ye Manqing’s slender waist from behind.

In the silent bedroom, Bai Yiyan’s remarkably calm voice suddenly sounded. Her tone was slow, and her articulation was clear.

“Teacher Ye, do you like me?”

At 11:00 PM, a keyword suddenly landed at number three on the hot search: #BaiYiyanOrphan#

The hot search came on strong, immediately reaching number three, and in less than half an hour, it climbed from number three to the top spot on the hot search rankings, followed by a striking “HOT” tag.

The cause was a blogger who posted a photo with the caption: Why does this little girl look so familiar, like Bai Yiyan?

In the photo, a girl who looked seven or eight years old, with two pigtails and wearing a clean but old-fashioned floral cotton jacket, stood in front of the gate of a welfare institution.

The girl’s features were identical to Bai Yiyan’s; she was Bai Yiyan’s miniature version.

For a time, opinions varied online. Some netizens boldly speculated and concluded that Bai Yiyan was an orphan, while others immediately refuted it, saying that Bai Yiyan had simply taken a photo at the entrance of the welfare institution.

[She just stood at the entrance of a welfare institution for a photo, and now she’s being called an orphan?!]

[Is there a possibility that she accompanied her parents to the welfare institution, intending to adopt a younger brother or sister?]

[It’s possible she went to the welfare institution to volunteer. Many schools now organize students to volunteer at welfare institutions; my sister’s school did, too.]

[The above two possibilities both have reasons to be overturned. The first possibility, accompanying parents to the welfare institution to adopt a child: there are strict assessment clauses for adopting a child. Generally speaking, if a family already has a child, it is more difficult to adopt another. Furthermore, judging from the little girl’s clothing, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call them a poor family. Such economic conditions do not meet the adoption requirements in the first place. The second possibility, school-organized volunteer work: if it were a school-organized volunteer event, the students would definitely wear school uniforms, and the group photo would be a collective one.]

The hashtag remained firmly in the number one spot on the hot search list. Even without a response from the celebrity herself, everyone unanimously believed that the little girl in the photo was Bai Yiyan.

Because the little girl’s features were practically identical to Bai Yiyan’s, just a perfectly scaled-down version.

While the hot search continued to ferment, netizens posted photos of Bai Yiyan working as an extra. Additionally, others dug up that Bai Yiyan had never attended university.

…

Jiang Yiluo returned home feeling dejected, greeted by a steaming bowl of preserved egg and lean pork congee.

In reality, after “escaping” the dinner party, Jiang Yiluo had gone straight back to the hotel. She took a shower, changed out of the evening gown, and was about to sleep, but couldn’t fall asleep.

So, Jiang Yiluo changed into outdoor clothes and called the driver.

“You’re back~” Cheng Shuyun, still in a business suit with a small floral apron tied around her waist, was carrying a bowl of congee as she crossed the living room.

“I thought you weren’t coming back tonight.”

Stopping, Cheng Shuyun offered Jiang Yiluo a gentle smile.

“Of course, it’s because I missed my girlfriend.” Jiang Yiluo returned Cheng Shuyun a bright, radiant smile.

“Such a sweet talker.” Cheng Shuyun’s smile deepened. She spoke as she headed towards the dining room, not forgetting to add a final instruction.

“Go wash your hands. I made you some congee.”

In the spacious dining room, a bouquet of champagne roses, emitting a light fragrance, sat on the table.

At the dining table, Jiang Yiluo was hunched over her congee, looking like a well-behaved child.

Jiang Yiluo was actually quite easy to please; sometimes, a single piece of candy could cheer her up. But she could also be very greedy at times, clinging to a relationship that couldn’t be saved, unwilling to let go.

Her obsession was too deep.

Cheng Shuyun sat opposite her at the dining table, quietly watching Jiang Yiluo eat her congee.

The two occasionally chatted, the atmosphere warm and sweet.

In fact, the moment Jiang Yiluo appeared, Cheng Shuyun noticed that her mood was off. But as long as she was willing to eat properly and not go on a hunger strike, that was a huge improvement.

After ending one topic of conversation, Cheng Shuyun picked up the phone resting on the table, intending to scroll through Weibo.

When she saw the top trending search, Cheng Shuyun’s delicate brows furrowed slightly, and she unconsciously read it out loud.

“Bai Yiyan… orphan?”

“…!” Jiang Yiluo had just spooned some congee into her mouth. She quickly swallowed it, her eyes widening as she looked at Cheng Shuyun and retorted, “What did you say?”

“Bai Yiyan is an orphan?”

“It’s the top hot search, it’s already trending like crazy.” Cheng Shuyun flipped the phone over, explaining as she showed it to Jiang Yiluo.

Jiang Yiluo put down her spoon and immediately grabbed the phone in front of her. After unlocking it with her fingerprint, she went straight to Weibo and clicked on the number one hot search.

“Orphan? Extra? Didn’t go to university?” Jiang Yiluo muttered to herself, her eyes suddenly lighting up, and a question exploded in her mind.

“With a background like hers, how did she manage to get the second female lead role? And in Zhang Mingxiu’s drama?”

“Are you asking me?” Cheng Shuyun pointed her finger back at herself and asked.

“Yes!” Jiang Yiluo nodded.

“Talent, I suppose. Anyway, I quite like this young woman,” Cheng Shuyun smiled.

“…” Jiang Yiluo’s face suddenly clouded over. She stated with certainty, “She definitely has someone backing her.”

“Do you mean she…?” Cheng Shuyun frowned. She couldn’t bring herself to say those unsavory words aloud.

Because Cheng Shuyun had a positive bias toward Bai Yiyan; she was a fan of Bai Yiyan.

Jiang Yiluo: “Exactly.”

Cheng Shuyun thought for a moment before offering her opinion: “I don’t think so.”

Jiang Yiluo was puzzled: “Why?”

Cheng Shuyun: “A woman’s intuition.”

Jiang Yiluo fell silent, scrolling through the netizens’ comments while sipping her congee.

She didn’t agree with her girlfriend’s assessment and stood by her own opinion. Her girlfriend was not in the entertainment industry and didn’t understand how many dark, unsavory corners there truly were in this seemingly glamorous circle.

The sunlight simply couldn’t reach them.

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