Pregnant with the Alpha Best Actress's Child - Chapter 6

Hospital gowns are one-size-fits-all, and this one hung loosely on Sang Zhijiu. Her snowy white wrists peeked out from the oversized sleeves, giving her an air of fragile delicacy.

However, her expression was full of vigor, her teeth bared in a fierce snarl.

 

The fierce little thing snatched the paper wad back into her hand, solemnly defending her territory: “Don’t touch my things!”

 

The scattered bits of guilt in Fan Wu’s heart were dispelled by this sight. She tilted her head with interest. “A love letter?”

 

Judging by Sang Zhijiu’s reaction, that paper wad wasn’t some discarded draft. Using lipstick as ink suggested a certain hidden intimacy.

 

Not wanting to lose momentum, Sang Zhijiu glared at her. “Evidence! Of! A! Crime!”

 

Fan Wu was amused. “It seems this ‘criminal’ has quite a romantic flair.”

 

If she kept talking, she might let something slip. Sang Zhijiu coughed and changed the subject: “What did you come back for?”

 

Fan Wu remembered her actual purpose. She scanned the room again, gesturing with her arms. “Have you seen a gold handbag about this big? It had a few books inside.”

 

Hearing this, Sang Zhijiu’s heart skipped a beat.

 

She truly hadn’t expected Fan Wu to pull such a calculated move, returning when everyone was away just to remind her about the gift.

 

And the hints in those books…

 

Could it be that this hidden-dagger-behind-a-smile monster actually had a secret crush on her?!

 

Once a seed is planted in the mind, it grows like weeds after a spring rain; no matter how hard you pull, you can’t get rid of it.

 

With the premise that “Fan Wu has a secret crush on me,” Sang Zhijiu realized that many of Fan Wu’s past actions, which she previously found incomprehensible, suddenly had a perfectly logical explanation.

 

Why did Fan Wu pay so much attention to her, a mere rookie, from the very beginning? Love at first sight!

 

Why did Fan Wu “accidentally” run into her at all sorts of venues? An impatient heart full of adoration!

 

Why was Fan Wu so keen on opposing her for no reason? From love comes… No, no, it was to establish a presence so she would be noticed!

 

This explanation was like a thread that perfectly connected their past entanglements, giving every absurdity a final home.

 

Sang Zhijiu’s facial expressions shifted brilliantly from confusion to shock and then to sheer horror.

 

Fan Wu, standing beside her, was actually quite baffled. She watched Sang Zhijiu, unable to understand why a simple question about a bag would trigger such a complex reaction.

 

It didn’t look like a response to a missing item; it looked like Sang Zhijiu had committed an unforgivable crime against those books and had been caught red-handed.

 

She couldn’t have thrown them away the moment I brought them in, could she?

 

Fan Wu instinctively looked at the trash can, but it was empty. She couldn’t help asking again: “Have you really not seen that gift bag?”

 

“No!” Sang Zhijiu snapped back to reality, shaking her head frantically.

 

Then she gritted her teeth and added pointedly, “I don’t know anything! And even if I did, I wouldn’t accept it!”

 

Fan Wu didn’t catch the subtext; she simply assumed Sang Zhijiu shared Jiang Mengzhi’s disapproval.

 

She crossed her arms. “This is my own business. What does it matter if you accept it or not?”

 

Sang Zhijiu bristled.

 

If she had known Fan Wu had a crush on her earlier, she might have used it to her advantage. But the problem was that they had already slept together by mistake, and now Fan Wu was appearing before her looking like she intended to accept it and deepen their relationship…

 

Sang Zhijiu felt incredibly anxious.

 

She looked like she had a big temper, but she was actually a coward. She wouldn’t even go to the bathroom at night without the lights on. Regarding that night, she only wanted to forget and escape.

 

With only the two of them in the VIP ward, she had no other support, so she summoned her courage and shouted, “Anyway, don’t pester me in the future!”

 

Since Sang Zhijiu had differentiated into an Omega, it was impossible for her to be with Fan Wu’s sister, so Fan Wu naturally wouldn’t target her anymore.

 

Fan Wu took a step back to show her goodwill and offered an explanation: “Everything in the past was a misunderstanding. If there’s a chance, I’m willing to make it up to you.”

 

Sang Zhijiu gathered her courage to snap back: “Heh, it was a huge misunderstanding indeed.”

 

Who would have thought Fan Wu felt this way about her?

 

She took a deep breath. “There’s no need for compensation. If you really know you were wrong, just stay far away from me from now on!”

 

Fan Wu was stunned.

 

Sang Zhijiu’s reaction and request perfectly matched what Jiang Mengzhi had said earlier!

 

She felt a bit troubled. Had her image in the eyes of this little one really deteriorated to an irredeemable point?

 

She believed she spoke and acted with propriety. Even when she was being difficult, it was with the intent of testing a “future brother-in-law.” Otherwise, fans like Fan Yu and Yue Shuyi would have noticed the discord long ago.

 

Yet the reality was that Yue Shuyi had a very good impression of her.

 

Before Fan Wu could react, Sang Zhijiu impatiently began to usher her out: “Is that all? You should leave now; the nurse will be here for rounds any minute.”

 

Fan Wu came to her senses, setting aside the missing books for now.

 

She took out a pen and paper from her pocket and looked at Sang Zhijiu with a smiling request: “Zhijiu, could you give me an autograph? I have a younger sister who has liked you for a long time.”

 

What kind of worn-out, clumsy excuse is that?

 

Sang Zhijiu rolled her eyes and looked at her with disdain. “Why don’t you just say you have a ‘friend’ who likes me?”

 

Fan Wu paused, tilting her head. “I do have friends who like you, but they don’t need me to get an autograph for them.”

 

“Heh.” Sang Zhijiu pressed against her, pushing her toward the door, and said fiercely: “Then tell your sister to come and ask me herself!”

 

With that, she neatly shut the door, let out a long breath, and clapped her hands as she returned to the bed.

 

Outside, Fan Wu stood alone, staring at the paper and pen in her hand for a moment.

 

In her entire life, no one had ever treated her like this.

 

Perhaps because Sang Zhijiu was currently a patient, Fan Wu found that she couldn’t feel any anger at all. Instead, she found the bold and reckless act somewhat cute.

 

But having been given the cold shoulder, there was no point in lingering. She shook her head helplessly and turned to leave.

 

Back at the parking lot, Jiang Mengzhi had finished her call. Seeing Fan Wu return empty-handed, she was surprised. “Where are the things? You didn’t get them back?”

 

Fan Wu shook her head and climbed into the back seat.

 

Jiang Mengzhi got into the driver’s seat, buckling her belt while glancing back. “What happened? Did Sang Zhijiu finally lose it and punch you?”

 

Fan Wu looked thoughtful. “Am I that much of a failure as a person?”

 

Does the little one really hate me that much?

 

Jiang Mengzhi was silent for a moment. “Well… the fact that you’re even thinking that today proves you haven’t failed completely yet.”

 

Fan Wu clicked her tongue. Just as she was about to retort, her phone chimed.

 

She unlocked it and found that the friend request she sent yesterday finally had a response.

 

Jiang Mengzhi started the car and asked, “Who is it?”

 

Fan Wu knit her brows slightly. “Not important.”

 

She thought for a moment and began to type.

 

[Yuerou-rou: …May I ask who you are?]

 

Earlier, after Jiang Mengzhi helped her out, Zhan Yuerou had quickly asked the director about Jiang Mengzhi’s identity.

 

Senior Management at Nanlu Entertainment, and the manager of Best Actress Fan Wu.

 

Zhan Yuerou suddenly realized something and checked her phone during a break in filming.

 

Yesterday, she had received a friend request, but because the name and avatar were very plain, she assumed it was just a fan and ignored it. Connecting this to Jiang Mengzhi’s help earlier, she had a bold guess and hurriedly accepted the request.

 

[wu.: Fan Wu.] [wu.: I am very sorry about what happened the night before last.]

 

Zhan Yuerou’s breathing grew heavy.

 

The assistant director saw her huddled by a table and shouted, “Hey, you, small extra! Come over here, we’re shooting the next scene!”

 

The person she was chatting with was the great Fan Wu. If she didn’t have to work on this set for the next few days, she wouldn’t have even acknowledged him.

 

In an emergency, she clutched her stomach.

 

“Ouch, Assistant Director, I’m so sorry, my stomach suddenly hurts. I need to go to the bathroom!”

 

Ignoring the man’s shouting behind her, she ran off with her phone.

 

Once she reached a quiet spot, she focused on replying.

 

[Yuerou-rou: It really is you!] [Yuerou-rou: I didn’t do well that night; I should be the one apologizing to you. I’m sorry, it was my fault for not satisfying you.]

 

Logically, Fan Wu should have no memory of that night and shouldn’t remember any details.

 

But the moment she woke up that morning, her whole body felt exceptionally comfortable. Clearly, her body was very satisfied with the previous night’s activities.

 

However, facing Zhan Yuerou’s current attitude, Fan Wu felt it was strange.

 

Too humble.

 

The response was not at all what she expected; this person was a far cry from the girl who had left two rows of teeth marks on her shoulder.

 

[wu.: It had nothing to do with you.] [wu.: I didn’t know about their arrangement beforehand and failed to stop it in time, which caused you to suffer a loss.]

 

Zhan Yuerou looked at the message, confused.

 

After being kicked out of the room by Fan Wu that night, she had gone back to her rented apartment dejectedly. All she had lost was the round-trip taxi fare, but the deposit Fan Zhengzhi gave her was far more than that small loss.

 

Surely an actress like Fan Wu wouldn’t care about a bit of taxi fare. Why would she think she suffered a loss?

 

Before she could figure it out, another message from Fan Wu arrived.

 

[wu.: I’m contacting you because I want to confirm one thing.] [Yuerou-rou: You’re too kind. Please, just ask.]

 

Fan Wu edited her text, asking the question she most wanted to know.

 

[wu.: Before you left that night, why did you apply lipstick to my thumb?]