Pregnant with the Alpha Best Actress's Child - Chapter 29

In her confusion, Sang Zhijiu’s wrist accidentally brushed against the cutlery on the table. The bowls and chopsticks collided with a crisp clatter, saving her from the spell she had fallen under.

To break free from Fan Wu’s embrace, she stood up directly from her chair and retreated to the side, gasping for breath.

Fan Wu did not press closer, giving her enough space to calm down. She simply raised an eyebrow and asked, “Am I really that scary?”

Sang Zhijiu clutched her heart, unable to speak for a moment.

Too scary!

She couldn’t accurately describe the feeling. Just an hour ago, before meeting Fan Wu, she had been vowed to settle their scores and walk away forever. But when Fan Wu toyed with a strand of hair and spoke to her with those swirling eyes, her mind went completely blank.

Having operated in the entertainment industry for so many years, Fan Wu knew exactly where her advantages lay. She possessed a powerful natural charisma, and she was an expert at utilizing it. Whenever she intentionally chose to seduce someone, very few could hold their ground.

Calling such a person “scary” was not an exaggeration at all.

But Sang Zhijiu could never admit that she had almost taken the bait. She swallowed hard and looked away. “Don’t do that. I’m not your fan. Don’t use those tricks on me.”

Fan Wu tilted her head. “Which tricks?”

Sang Zhijiu instinctively spoke her mind. “Pretending to be a good person, giving someone a piece of candy just to send them away.”

There were too many legends about Fan Wu in the industry. Most newcomers entering the business had a high opinion of her, just as Sang Zhijiu once did. She clearly remembered a fellow trainee at her old company who was a fanatic Fan Wu supporter.

Back then, as rising stars of the company, they had the chance to meet Fan Wu on a popular national variety show. At first, both were excited, but Sang Zhijiu soon became too intimidated by Fan Wu’s sharp aura to speak to her.

Her companion, however, was treated kindly by Fan Wu, just like everyone else. After the recording, her friend excitedly told her that she had obtained Fan Wu’s work WeChat. The friend thought she had made a great impression and fantasized about becoming the idol’s favorite. But the truth was, Fan Wu didn’t keep those newcomers in her heart. Aside from Sang Zhijiu, whom she had specifically “targeted,” she had no memory of the others.

The friend was depressed for a while, but at the time, Sang Zhijiu had wished for nothing more than to be ignored by Fan Wu, so their feelings didn’t align.

Looking back, many of Fan Wu’s little fans were like that. The kindness Fan Wu displayed in public was like a mask of etiquette. Her being nice to you or smiling at you didn’t mean she actually liked you. On the contrary, for someone like Sang Zhijiu who was seemingly “disliked,” the attention she received was much more substantial.

Thinking of this, a sense of dejection inexplicably rose in Sang Zhijiu’s heart.

On the other side, Fan Wu was stunned by her words. She also stood up and walked toward Sang Zhijiu.

Sang Zhijiu instinctively backed away, but Fan Wu pressed forward. Soon, Sang Zhijiu reached the end of the private room. Fan Wu reached out, trapping her between the wall and her own embrace.

She lowered her head, looking down at the little one. “Zhijiu is being naughty. Tonight, you were clearly the one trying to send me away with a single meal. How can you turn around and accuse me of trying to dismiss people with a piece of candy? Hmm?”

Sang Zhijiu pressed herself against the wall to avoid contact. “You… you have always been this way.”

Fan Wu’s eyes darkened for a split second. Then, she said, “I thought that those who were ‘sent away’ were the ones who proactively asked me for candy.” She raised her hand, gently pinching Sang Zhijiu’s chin to force her to look directly at her. “But our Zhijiu has never asked me for candy.”

Sang Zhijiu was speechless. This temptress Fan Wu didn’t forget to release her charm even at a time like this. Sang Zhijiu couldn’t look away, and her head began to spin.

Seeing this, Fan Wu’s smile became even more enchanting. She narrated slowly, helping Sang Zhijiu remember. “Regarding ‘Senior W,’ I took on a secret identity and proactively approached you, handing the candy to you myself. The production, the scene practices, and tonight’s dinner… which of these wasn’t me taking the initiative? Do you know how hard you are to get close to?”

Sang Zhijiu’s hands moved to Fan Wu’s shoulders, originally intending to push her away, but because she lacked strength, it looked as if she were touching her proactively. She stammered, “Why… why are you getting close to me?”

Fan Wu felt somewhat helpless. “What do you think?”

Sang Zhijiu wrinkled her nose, bringing up old grievances. “What else could it be? From the moment we met, you targeted me everywhere. These recent attempts to get close are clearly just a different way of playing tricks on me to enjoy the joke.”

As she spoke, years of grievances and resentment flooded out. “Why does it have to be me? Why, if you don’t like me, don’t you just stay away? Why target me so specifically? And if you’re already targeting me, why not be more thorough? Why hide your identity and help me in secret?”

Tears gradually welled up in her eyes. “Fan Wu, you are a big bastard.”

The hand Fan Wu used to pinch her chin moved to caress her face. “I’m sorry. It’s my fault.”

She regretted it. In truth, when she first met Sang Zhijiu, she had an inkling that this little one was very much to her liking. But back then, because of Fan Yu, her impression was already biased. From every perspective, she believed that Sang Zhijiu and Fan Yu absolutely could not be together!

Driven by that thought, the attitude she displayed was one of dislike. Yet, on the other hand, she couldn’t stop her gaze from being drawn to Sang Zhijiu.

Years ago, she was already highly successful in the industry. If she truly wanted to target a newcomer, she could have simply had her staff handle it quietly, making Sang Zhijiu lose her job or leave the industry without ever exposing herself. But she didn’t choose that efficient method. Instead, every time she teased the little one, she did it personally.

Perhaps since then, her subconscious had craved seeing the little one, craved seeing her respond and react to her every move. At the time, she didn’t realize her own feelings and attributed all this abnormal behavior to Fan Yu’s feelings for Sang Zhijiu. Now that she understood her own heart, looking back at those childish actions made her feel like a clumsy novice who liked someone but didn’t know how to express it.

It was quite a failure.

Fan Wu sighed and pulled Sang Zhijiu into her arms, whispering, “Give me a chance to make it up to you, okay? What I owed you before, I will pay back bit by bit in the future.”

Leaning against Fan Wu’s chest, Sang Zhijiu almost forgot to breathe. This, this… what does Fan Wu mean? Is she really not satisfied with a secret crush and wants to confess?

Sang Zhijiu’s heart accelerated, pounding so hard it felt like it would jump out of her chest. What do I do? How should I respond to not lose the upper hand? How do I let this jerk Fan Wu know I’m not to be trifled with?

After a moment of panic, Sang Zhijiu suddenly shuddered.

Something’s wrong!

Why was she thinking about those things? Facing Fan Wu’s confession, shouldn’t she be firmly thinking about how to reject her? How could she have thought of that?

Once she realized this, many things became clear. Although she was unwilling to admit it, Sang Zhijiu had to face her own heart—perhaps she didn’t simply hate Fan Wu as she had imagined.

Fan Wu released her. Seeing her adorable, dazed expression, she couldn’t help but lean down and lightly brush her lips against Sang Zhijiu’s.

It felt like an electric shock to Sang Zhijiu. It wasn’t disgust. On the contrary, it was similar to when she kissed Fan Wu on set for the script. She was actually very comfortable, her excitement making her lose her facial expression.

Fan Wu smiled. She leaned into Sang Zhijiu’s ear and asked, “Can I continue?”

Sang Zhijiu asked foolishly, “Continue… what?”

Fan Wu pecked her lips again. “This.”

Sang Zhijiu was completely flustered. “You, you you… you this…”

The next second, her incoherence vanished into Fan Wu’s lips. Fan Wu kissed her with an intensity that seemed to encompass all the tenderness she had withheld, capturing her lips, her tongue, and her soul.

When the kiss ended, Sang Zhijiu could barely stand. When she came to her senses, she found herself leaning entirely in Fan Wu’s arms. Fan Wu was gazing at her intently, clearly enjoying her dependence.

The blood in Sang Zhijiu’s body rushed to her face instantly. She pushed Fan Wu away and returned to the dining table, staring at the lavish food as a cover-up.

What was that?

What she had been thinking just now was how to respond with presence. But after that soul-stirring kiss, how could she have any capital left for resistance?

I let my guard down!

Fan Wu returned to her side. This time, she didn’t beat around the bush and said directly, “Zhijiu, date me.”

She used a declarative sentence.

Sang Zhijiu looked away, not daring to meet her eyes. “I… I haven’t made up my mind yet.”

What was going on? Hadn’t she come to break off the friendship? How did they end up talking about dating?

The development of events had completely escaped Sang Zhijiu’s control. Her last bit of persistence was that she couldn’t be taken down by this beast Fan Wu tonight!

Fan Wu looked at her dotingly, reaching out to stroke her long hair affectionately. “I can wait for you, but…” She leaned closer, her breath brushing against Sang Zhijiu’s cheek. “I can’t wait too long. At the latest, before the wrap-up next month, give me an answer, okay?”

Before the wrap-up?

Sang Zhijiu breathed a massive sigh of relief. She suddenly felt spirited again and looked at Fan Wu. “What ‘give you an answer’? Can’t I… reject you after considering it?”

Fan Wu smiled. “You won’t.” She lowered her head and lightly licked Sang Zhijiu’s lower lip with the tip of her tongue. “Zhijiu’s body is more honest. You want me too.”

Recalling that passionate kiss she had clearly responded to, Sang Zhijiu felt her face burn while she blamed herself in her heart.

Fan Wu felt an itch in her heart. “Can we do it again?”

Sang Zhijiu took a deep breath and pushed her away. “Eat! If we don’t eat now, it’ll get cold!”

Fan Wu glanced at the dishes on the table. Compared to eating food, she would much rather have Sang Zhijiu feed her. However, the time they had agreed to meet tonight was already later than a normal dinner. She guessed that Sang Zhijiu must be hungry.

Fine, feed the little one first.

Fan Wu nodded and sat back in her seat.

Sang Zhijiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Dinner finally officially began. She took a bowl of enticing crab meat soup and stirred it with a spoon. The set meal of the top-tier restaurant lived up to its price. The moment the soup entered her mouth, Sang Zhijiu’s eyes lit up. The soup was packed with ingredients—besides crab, there was sea urchin and other seafood. It was so delicious she wanted to kick her feet!

Fan Wu curled her lips while watching her, admiring her little one while serving her dishes. Sang Zhijiu, seeing Fan Wu waiting on her like a little servant, felt a sudden sense of immense satisfaction.

She ate happily, and Fan Wu served happily. But the good times didn’t last long.

“Ugh, mhm!” Sang Zhijiu suddenly clutched her stomach. “It hurts!”

Fan Wu rushed to her side anxiously. “What’s wrong? Does your stomach hurt? Do you need the restroom?”

“Vomiting…” Cold sweat broke out on Sang Zhijiu. “It hurts, and… I feel like vomiting.”

With symptoms this severe, even someone with no medical knowledge knew it wasn’t a simple stomach ache! Fan Wu didn’t say a word and picked her up horizontally. “Hang in there, we’re going to the hospital!”

Sang Zhijiu leaned in her arms and nodded.

Fortunately, City Y’s Central Hospital was not far from the restaurant. With the full cooperation of the restaurant, Sang Zhijiu was soon delivered to the hospital. Upon arrival, the restaurant also sent over the day’s menu and raw ingredients.

The emergency room doctor looked at the routine test results, then at the menu, and finally at Sang Zhijiu with a deeply furrowed brow.

By this time, Sang Zhijiu actually didn’t feel much pain anymore. She felt a bit embarrassed, thinking she had made too much of a fuss. It likely wasn’t a big problem, yet it had drawn so much attention. She was afraid the doctor would say next, “Fortunately she was sent here in time; ten minutes later and she would have healed herself.”

How embarrassing that would be!

But Fan Wu’s expression remained serious. “Doctor, what are the symptoms? Is it serious?”

The doctor scratched his hair. “From what I see… it’s nothing major.”

Sang Zhijiu covered her face with a “just as I thought” look, while Fan Wu breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next second, a sentence from the doctor sent them both into a state of shock. “But why were you so careless? How many months along are you and you still dare to eat raw, cold seafood? When was your last prenatal check-up? I suggest you go get a B-ultrasound right now to see what’s happening.”

His expression was somewhat unpleasant. “Didn’t your prenatal doctor tell you about dietary restrictions and precautions? You are being too irresponsible toward the child.”

Sang Zhijiu & Fan Wu: “???”

The doctor grew impatient. “Don’t just stand there like a fool; I have patients behind you. Go, go, go to the obstetrics and gynecology department to register.”

Sang Zhijiu & Fan Wu: “!!!”

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