Reborn a Scummy Alpha, Happily Ever After with the Movie Queen - Chapter 11

The wind of the divine temple brushed against Xian Ruo’s face, yet what chilled her more was the gale that swept through her heart—it was as if she had been cast into a frozen inferno.

Not long ago, she had heard the news: Fairy Huan Yan had been poisoned by the most lethal venom of the demon realm, her life hanging by a thread.

Though Xian Ruo had little personal connection with Huan Yan, she still felt regret for her plight and had even considered going down to the mortal realm herself to see if there was any way to save her.

But before she could act, the one she loved most appeared before her—begging, pleading with her to save Huan Yan.

So it was true, Liu Yue truly harbored feelings for Huan Yan.

She had once heard whispers of such rumors but had dismissed them. After all, Liu Yue had never mentioned Huan Yan before her. She had assumed Huan Yan was nothing more than an insignificant name.

Now, she could no longer lie to herself.

Closing her eyes for a moment, she then looked at Liu Yue with solemn earnestness, her voice tinged with prayer:

“Do you understand, what it will cost me to save her?”

Liu Yue lowered her head, unable to meet Xian Ruo’s gaze. “I know.”

The world revered the two divine maidens of the celestial realm—Liu Yue and Xian Ruo. Born from chaos, wielding boundless power, one a master of war, the other of healing, they fought side by side, their bond so deep that mortals believed them to be a match made in heaven.

But no one knew the truth: what the world thought a perfect pair was nothing more than one-sided devotion on one end, and feigned ignorance on the other.

Now, Liu Yue’s true beloved was the lowly Huan Yan. To save her—already broken and near death from injuries sustained on Liu Yue’s behalf—Xian Ruo would have to offer up something precious beyond measure: the blood of her own heart.

The pain in Xian Ruo’s chest was unbearable, yet she still held onto her dignity as a goddess. She buried all her humiliation and sorrow deep inside, lifting her head lightly, her voice distant yet resolute:

“Very well. I will save her.”

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“Good! Excellent!” Director Li Zheng shot up from her seat after watching the performance, clapping with delight. She strode toward the stage, eyes alight with excitement. “It has to be you! Only with you as Xian Ruo can the audience truly feel her loneliness at the pinnacle, and the hopeless agony of loving without return.”

Hearing such unreserved praise, Ye Youyi blushed, her voice shy and demure:

“Thank you, Director! I’ll do everything I can to bring this role to life.”

“You’ve understood this character so well. That last upward glance—was that your own idea?” Li Zheng’s satisfaction with Ye Youyi was absolute.

“Yes.” Ye Youyi bit her lip, a little embarrassed, and explained softly:

“Xian Ruo is a noble goddess. No matter how heartbroken or desperate she is, she would never shed tears in front of others—not even before the one she loves.”

Li Zheng laughed heartily. “I knew I hadn’t chosen wrong!”

Turning to the others, she declared decisively:

“The third female lead will be her.” Then, addressing Ye Youyi again, she added a few instructions: “When you get home, the script will be sent to your email. Join the crew in ten days.”

The others were satisfied with the decision as well. Even watching from the audience, they had been pulled into Xian Ruo’s restrained anguish, their hearts gripped tight by her pain and disappointment.

With the third female role settled, the atmosphere lightened. Now all that remained was to finalize the other supporting roles.

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As Ye Youyi walked out, her steps felt lighter than air.

At last, she had secured the role!

Turning a corner with the help of the wall, she lifted her head—only to see Wen Tang leaning casually against it, waiting for her.

The Alpha’s tall figure was striking, long legs accentuated by a loose shirt with its top two buttons undone. The open collar revealed a glimpse of elegant collarbones framed by a few stray curls that had slipped free, making her already pale skin appear even fairer. She carried an aura of cool restraint, ascetic and untouchable.

It was the first time Ye Youyi had studied Wen Tang so seriously—and the first time she realized, aside from her somewhat silly personality, this Alpha’s looks were rather to her taste.

She shook her head quickly, chasing away such impractical thoughts.

At the faint sound of movement, Wen Tang opened her eyes and turned her head.

Seeing Ye Youyi approach with a radiant smile, she instantly knew—Ye Youyi must have landed the role of the third female lead in Moon Spirit Chronicle.

She strode forward and, with natural ease, held Ye Youyi’s wrist. “Congratulations!”

Ye Youyi saw the sincerity in her smile. Pressing her lips together, she then casually tightened her hold on Wen Tang’s hand, her tone sweet and natural:

“I couldn’t have done it without you today. Otherwise, I might’ve lost the role. To thank you, let me treat you to lunch.”

The warmth of Ye Youyi’s palm spread slowly across Wen Tang’s skin, making her glance down in a daze at their joined hands.

Ye Youyi gave a small, playful smile and waved her other hand before her eyes.

“Well? What do you feel like eating?”

Startled back to herself, Wen Tang quickly slipped her hand free, turning her head away, not daring to meet her gaze.

“You decide. I’m not picky.”

After Wen Tang dodged her, Ye Youyi didn’t get upset—in fact, she only felt a stronger urge to tease this innocent Alpha.

She lifted her delicate hand and held it out in front of Wen Tang.

Following the motion of that small, pale hand, Wen Tang looked over. “Hm?”

Ye Youyi bit her lip lightly and extended her hand a little closer. “My knee hurts, could you help me walk?”

In her eyes seemed to be the unspoken plea—please, please—that made Wen Tang lower her gaze. She carefully took hold of the girl’s slender wrist, forcing herself to ignore the heat burning in her palm, and gently helped her forward.

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Ye Youyi eventually chose a nearby Chinese restaurant. Once seated in a private room, she picked up the menu, glanced at it, and looked rather lost.

Turning toward Wen Tang across the table, she lowered her voice. “Wen Tang, come here. Let’s choose together.”

Seeing the hesitation in Wen Tang’s eyes, she waved the menu softly, her tone sweet and coaxing. “I don’t know what to order.”

Wen Tang simply couldn’t refuse the Omega’s coquettish act. Without another word, she got up and sat down beside her.

The moment she did, the Omega leaned against her in a fragile, delicate way, sliding the menu into the space between them.

Wen Tang straightened up, fixing all her attention on the menu. After discussing a few dishes with Ye Youyi, she quietly shifted a little away.

Ye Youyi noticed the subtle retreat and couldn’t stop herself from smiling. She caught Wen Tang’s hand and asked in mock grievance, “Are you avoiding me?”

Her tone carried such sadness that Wen Tang was at a loss. She coughed lightly, trying to withdraw her wrist. “I’m an Alpha, you’re an Omega. We should keep some distance.”

Ye Youyi cast her a disappointed look and released her hand. “But I thought we were friends. Turns out, we’re not?”

Her last words were already tinged with the quiver of tears. Wen Tang’s heart ached instantly. At the same time, she let out a breath of relief. Right—regardless of gender, they could be friends. It was perfectly normal for friends to care for and help each other.

Suppressing the strange stirrings inside, she gently comforted the girl who had lowered her head to sniffle. “I was only keeping my distance because I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable. Don’t be sad. We used to be classmates—now, we’ll be friends.”

Ye Youyi raised her head, teardrops still glistening at the corners of her eyes. “Really?”

Wen Tang nodded solemnly. “From now on, you’ll be my best friend.” It wasn’t a bad thought at all—in this book’s world, she had actually made a friend. Maybe she wouldn’t feel so lonely after all.

Ye Youyi broke into a smile through her tears and stretched out her arms, her voice bright with a cheer she had never shown before. “Then hug me.”

Wen Tang: ?!

Wen Tang’s eyes widened, almost doubting her ears.

Ye Youyi tugged at her sleeve with a little shake. “Isn’t it normal for friends to hug? Besides, you’ve hugged me before.”

How is that the same?! Wen Tang wasn’t so sure. Inwardly, she asked her system, who was pretending to play dead, “Hey, system—between friends, is it normal for an Alpha and an Omega to hug?”

The system gave a polite cough and affirmed in a grave tone: “Yes. Hugging to express feelings is completely normal.”

So that’s how it is!

With her doubts cleared, Wen Tang no longer hesitated. She opened her arms and drew the petite Omega into her embrace.

That familiar, faintly sweet pear fragrance filled Ye Youyi’s senses. She rested fully against Wen Tang’s chest, soaking in her gentle warmth, eyes closing in quiet indulgence.

Wen Tang found her impossibly fragile—asking for hugs at the slightest turn. The girlish side of her she hadn’t felt in so long was drawn out once again. She gently patted the Omega’s thin back and softly changed the subject, trying to distract her. “The driver who hit you has already been caught. He’ll be facing prison in a few days.”

Ye Youyi lazily opened her eyes. “You don’t need me to testify?”

Wen Tang shook her head. “No need.”

Breathing in the Alpha’s pear scent, Ye Youyi relaxed. “You went to Senior Wang Lin, didn’t you?” Otherwise, how else could things have moved so quickly without his involvement?

Sure enough, after a pause, Wen Tang confirmed her guess. “Yes, Lin-ge helped put in a word.”

That was good.

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Weibo had been buzzing lately, with constant trending topics about Immortal’s Quest and Moon Spirit Chronicle.

Both were xianxia films, so people couldn’t help comparing them.

But Immortal’s Quest had a much larger budget, and its leads—popular couple Xiao Ran and Qing Lü—had a massive CP fanbase. Naturally, its hype was greater, and discussions were livelier.

After scrolling through Weibo, Ye Youyi shut off her phone. That morning they had just done a table read; in the afternoon, it was time to shoot costume photos. She needed to squeeze in some time to study the script.

She had barely sat down with the script in hand when the director called her over.

“Xiao Ye, how’s your script work coming along?” Li Zheng asked casually, glancing at the script in her hands.

Ye Youyi smiled modestly. “There are still some parts I haven’t fully grasped.”

“If you don’t understand something, come to me—or ask Director Zhang. Don’t bury yourself in it alone, understood?”

At the mention of “Director Zhang,” the smile on Ye Youyi’s lips faltered slightly. Then she nodded. “Thank you for the reminder, Director Li.”