I Don't Want To Fall In Love With The Heroine [Quick Wear] - Chapter 6
Bai Qian quickly landed her first role since taking over the original host’s life.
Strictly speaking, she owed this stroke of luck to Zhao Tong.
Zhao Tong had recently starred in a web drama that, despite a massive marketing push, trending hashtags, and paid influencers, had failed to make even the slightest ripple. Her team finally threw in the towel and pivoted their focus to the next project.
The director and screenwriter for this new venture were specifically handpicked by Shao Liangrong, and the script was custom-tailored for Zhao Tong. It was a “Double Female Lead” detective mystery—a rare find in a market saturated with male-centric crime procedurals. Furthermore, the role Zhao Tong was set to play was a high-IQ, stoic genius—a perfect match for her notoriously limited emotional range.
If all went well, the show was destined to be a sleeper hit.
Bai Qian heard the news from her manager, who rarely called, but when she did, it was with this massive bombshell. While Bai Qian was surprised, her manager was bordering on disbelief.
First, the manager delivered the news: the investors of the web drama The Two Sisters’ Cases had specifically requested Bai Qian by name for the other lead role. Then came the usual superficial concern—”How have you been? I’ve been trying so hard to get you work, but the industry is all about traffic, and since you don’t have any, I was helpless”—the usual repetitive drivel.
Finally, the manager reached the real point of the call: “This drama is invested in by the second daughter of the Shao Corporation. When exactly did you manage to hook up with her behind my back?”
Bai Qian wasn’t foolish enough to tell her the truth. She played dumb, claiming she was just as shocked and overjoyed as the manager was. After a few more rounds of verbal sparring, the manager realized she wasn’t going to get any “exclusive dirt,” believed the act, and abruptly hung up with a changed attitude.
Bai Qian felt nothing for the biased manager. She opened X-blog to look up the drama.
Shao Zizhi walked out of the kitchen carrying two glasses of freshly squeezed orange juice. “So, you’re going to film the new show Liangrong invested in?”
“You heard my call? That’s perfect. Since you have her number, could you give it to me? I feel like I should thank her.”
“Why thank her?”
Bai Qian took a sip of the juice. “She’s the investor. I don’t know the director or anyone else on the crew, only her. Since that’s the case, she must have been the one who recommended me. I thought I’d be out of work for a long time, but now a pie has fallen from the sky. I have to thank the person who threw it, right?”
The smile on Shao Zizhi’s face vanished instantly. She snatched the glass out of Bai Qian’s hand and slammed it down onto the coffee table in a fit of pique. The orange liquid sloshed over the rim, splashing small, irregular droplets across the transparent glass surface.
“I don’t have it!”
With that angry declaration, Shao Zizhi stormed back into her room with a dark face.
“Don’t you want your juice?” Bai Qian called out.
“No! Drink yourself to death!”
Bai Qian was bewildered. Why the temper so early in the morning? Didn’t her period just end two days ago?
A few days later, Bai Qian met Shao Liangrong again at the opening ceremony banquet.
She observed for a while and finally cornered the girl in a hallway when she went to the restroom alone. Shao Liangrong froze, her brow furrowing in concentration before her face lit up with an “Aha!” moment.
Amused by the shift, Bai Qian got straight to the point. “Miss Shao, you seem quite surprised to see me.”
Shao Liangrong’s face twisted. “Please just call me by my name; hearing that makes me feel itchy. You’re… Bai… Bai something… Bai Qian, right? We met on the set of Legend of Consort Yan recently. We were both extras playing palace maids, remember?”
Bai Qian grew even more confused. “Of course I remember. Did you forget?”
Shao Liangrong looked a bit embarrassed, but explained with a breezy frankness: “Sorry about that! I see a lot of people every day. If I don’t meet someone frequently, it takes me a minute to recall.”
That explained her thoughtful expression from earlier.
“If you forgot about me,” Bai Qian asked, “then why did you name me specifically to star in your drama?”
Shao Liangrong looked more shocked than she did. “Huh? I should be asking you that! What’s your relationship with my sister? I mean Shao Zizhi. This is the first time in all the years I’ve known her that she’s ever pushed someone into a role for me. Oh, and by the way, I figured out you lied to me! You’re definitely twenty-eight, not eighteen!”
Being both of the Shao bloodline, the way the two of them looked when they were piqued had a striking similarity around the brow.
“Didn’t you tell the truth first and then lie to me?” Bai Qian countered.
Shao Liangrong’s eyes widened, her expression a mix of comical and cute. “My sister actually told you that? You two are definitely not normal. Are you dating my sister? I’m warning you, don’t try to lie to me. These wise, big eyes of mine can see through any deception!”
Bai Qian laughed. She stared into the girl’s eyes without blinking. “Then look closely. What answer do you see in my eyes?”
The simple-minded girl actually leaned in. Bai Qian didn’t pull back, treating her like a harmless, silly puppy. Just as Shao Liangrong was practically pressed against her face, a cold, sharp female voice rang out nearby.
“Shao Liangrong. I thought you went to take care of a ‘biological need.’ Is this your biological need?”
Bai Qian turned her head to meet a pair of ice-cold eyes. The newcomer’s face was taut with jealousy, the classic look of a wife catching a mistress seducing her partner.
Having been caught in the crossfire through no fault of her own, Bai Qian gave her a friendly smile. The woman’s expression didn’t change; she turned on her heel and walked away with a dark face.
Shao Liangrong, the “loyal follower,” immediately rushed to Zhao Tong’s side, explaining frantically: “I was just about to! I knew your stomach was hurting, why didn’t you stay inside and rest? I was coming right back! Go back and lie down.”
“Don’t touch me. Get lost!”
“No one’s watching. I’ll just hook my pinky with yours, I promise no one will see, okay?”
“Go hook someone else’s. Stay away from me!”
“There’s no one else! I only like you! You can’t mean Bai Qian, right? Oh, she’s going to be family anyway, she’s my sister’s girlfriend. Seriously, I swear, she’s my sister’s. I haven’t lied to you, have I? You’re not mad anymore, right? Come on, I’ll go back and lie down with you…”
Bai Qian heard the entire exchange clearly and concluded that the Shao family was truly eccentric.
She turned around and jumped—Shao Zizhi was standing right behind her, silent as a ghost.
Once she regained her composure, Bai Qian hissed, “Shao Zizhi, are you sick? Can’t you say something instead of just standing there?”
Shao Zizhi’s expression was grim, as if covered by a thin black mist. She glanced at the retreating figures of the other two, then looked back at Bai Qian. “Liangrong is completely whipped for Zhao Tong. Even if they haven’t confirmed their relationship, it’s not something you can interfere with.”
Bai Qian: ?
Shao Zizhi let out a cold huff. “You certainly have some nerve, trying to seduce her in broad daylight. If Zhao Tong hadn’t shown up, were you going to just go for it and kiss her regardless of where you are? I shouldn’t be surprised, you are so experienced, after all.”
“Shao Zizhi.”
Bai Qian ignored the barbed sarcasm and rubbed her temples, which were throbbing from the absurdity of both Shao sisters. “Are you out of your mind? Even if I wanted to find a ‘sugar daddy’ to climb the ladder, I wouldn’t pick a kid who’s barely out of school.”
Shao Zizhi’s face darkened even more. “Bai Qian, how can you be like this! You actually want to find a sugar daddy? How could you do such a thing!”
Bai Qian suddenly felt a mischievous urge to tease her. “Everyone else does it, why can’t I? Actually, I probably should. If I wait until I’m older, even if a benefactor wants to push me, it’ll be hard to get famous. Don’t you think?”
“No! No! No! You can’t do that!”
“Why not? How many people in this industry are as lucky as Zhao Tong? Those who actually make it big either have a powerful family background like you, or they sacrifice themselves for capital. How many people who stay ‘pure’ actually get famous?”
Shao Zizhi stared at her, her expression stubborn and piteous. The harsher words Bai Qian had prepared died in her throat under that gaze.
Shao Zizhi was, after all, a young lady who had been sheltered by her family and never had to deal with this filth. There was no need to argue the cold reality with her.
Bai Qian sighed, intending to say something to soften the mood.
Drip.
The little princess, who hadn’t cried in front of her for a while, couldn’t hold it back anymore. A string of tears fell.
“Bai Qian… I don’t care about anyone else, but don’t you do that, okay?”
She choked back a sob, tears splashing onto the floor as she began to wimper.
“Aren’t we friends? If you want to act, I’ll find you resources. No matter what kind of drama it is, I’ll find it for you. I’ll make you the lead, I’ll buy you trending spots, I’ll make you famous. Everything a ‘benefactor’ can do, I can do too. So Bai Qian… please don’t look for anyone else, okay? I really don’t like you being like that.”
As she finished, Shao Zizhi raised her hand to wipe the tears her eyes could no longer hold.
But another hand was faster. With a gentle warmth unique to a woman, it wiped her tears away.
Through her blurry vision, the other woman’s clear, beautiful eyes sparkled like stars—so alluring that Shao Zizhi felt a greedy urge to pluck them out and keep them for herself.
“Little girl,” Bai Qian whispered. “Are you scared?”
Shao Zizhi let out a small, tearful hiccup. “Huh?” she murmured softly.
The woman slowly leaned down until she was so close that Shao Zizhi could have counted her long, thick lashes.
Bai Qian let out a soft laugh.
“I’m going to kiss you now, right here in the open. Are you scared?”