Reborn a Scummy Alpha, Happily Ever After with the Movie Queen - Chapter 14

Night draped itself in shadows, the moonlight soft and gentle.

The Omega lowered her gaze with a faint smile. Moonlight wrapped around her like a veil, making her delicate figure seem even more ethereal—like a fairy who had accidentally strayed into the mortal world. Every tilt of her head, every curve of her lips, radiated a pure and noble glow.

Wen Tang pressed a hand to her chest, an inexplicable flush spreading across her cheeks.

Ye Youyi’s eyes brimmed with mischief as she leaned in, tilting her head playfully close to Wen Tang’s face. “Don’t tell me you’re staring at me in a daze?”

The fragrance wafting from her snapped Wen Tang back to her senses. With Ye Youyi only a finger’s breadth away, her heartbeat quickened uncontrollably.

The girl’s misty eyes glimmered with starlight, and her cherry-pink lips looked like soft, sweet jelly—so inviting, so tempting. Wen Tang’s gaze drifted there of its own accord, and she swallowed hard.

“I”

She had just opened her mouth when Ye Youyi pressed a slender finger lightly against her lips.

The warm touch made Wen Tang’s breath catch.

“So you were staring?” Ye Youyi whispered against her ear, her voice both sweet and teasing.

With such softness pressed close, Wen Tang froze stiff, not daring to move. “Y-you, why are you standing so close.”

Ye Youyi lifted her head, her gaze clinging to her without restraint. “Am I not allowed to be this close?” A fleeting shadow of grievance flickered in her eyes as her voice dropped. “But today, Lin Shuang stood just as close to you, didn’t she?”

That made Wen Tang falter. “What?”

What did Ye Youyi mean by that? ‘Lin Shuang stood close to you’—what was that supposed to imply?

The system, which had been silently observing, finally clicked its tongue twice. Speechless at Wen Tang’s slow thought process, it said, “Can’t you smell the strong reek of jealousy?”

The words made Wen Tang pause as realization began to dawn. “You mean, Ye Youyi is jealous?”

Jealous in that sense???

She froze for two whole seconds. Impossible, right?

Collecting herself, she lowered her gaze slightly, fixing her eyes on the girl before her. Hesitant, she began, “Are you saying that”

But the words circled on the tip of her tongue and never came out.

For a moment, silence enveloped them.

“Why are you two standing at the doorway?” The dressing room door swung open, and Lin Shuang stepped out, her makeup removed and her hair falling loose around her shoulders.

The delicate tension between them burst like a soap bubble, vanishing in an instant.

Ye Youyi immediately stepped back two paces. With a flawless smile, she turned to the bewildered Lin Shuang. “Wen Tang and I are classmates. We just ran into each other and chatted a bit.”

She then glanced back at Wen Tang, lips curved in a perfect smile. “I won’t hold up your work. See you around.”

When the dressing room door closed again, Wen Tang finally pulled back her gaze. Looking at Lin Shuang, who seemed ready to speak but held back, she said flatly, “Let’s go.”

After escorting Lin Shuang to the hotel arranged by the crew, Wen Tang accompanied her upstairs.

“All the main cast is on this floor. You don’t have to worry about safety.” Wen Tang handed her the room card she had collected earlier. “You have scenes first thing tomorrow. I’ll come pick you up then.”

With her instructions given, she turned to leave.

But Lin Shuang caught her sleeve. Wen Tang looked back to find the girl’s brows knit together in a pitiful expression.

Something about it felt off, and without a trace of hesitation, Wen Tang gently pulled her sleeve free. “What is it?” she asked coolly. Lin Shuang might be as soft and delicate as Ye Youyi, but the sight of her looking like this left Wen Tang oddly unsettled.

Lin Shuang bit her lip, hesitated, then finally spoke. “The company arranged that you’re to stay with me. So you’ll be living with me.”

Her voice trailed off, faint as a mosquito’s buzz.

But Wen Tang’s sharp hearing caught every word. She frowned, thinking she must have misheard. “What did you just say?!”

Startled by Wen Tang’s sudden raised voice, Lin Shuang clutched the doorknob tightly and forced herself to repeat, “The company arranged for you to live with me.”

This time Wen Tang heard her loud and clear.

She knew the lead actors’ suites had two bedrooms. Lin Shuang obviously didn’t mean sharing one bed with her.

But even so, Wen Tang’s displeasure only deepened.

Straightening her sleeve, she lifted her head and looked at Lin Shuang coldly. “I may be your assistant, but that doesn’t mean I’m glued to your side every second. Besides, you’re an Omega and I’m an Alpha. Sharing the same suite is inappropriate.”

With that, she turned away and strode toward the elevators without another glance.

Lin Shuang’s eyes lingered on her tall, aloof back, brimming with hurt and grievance.
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Carrying herself with icy composure, Wen Tang approached the front desk. “Excuse me, what rooms has the Moon Spirit Chronicle crew booked?”

The receptionist, meeting the poised yet distant Alpha before her, quickly pulled up the system to check the crew’s reservations.

Moments later, she finished reciting the list of rooms. Wen Tang frowned. “Didn’t the crew also arrange rooms for assistants? Why isn’t my name listed?”

The receptionist double-checked carefully, then shook her head. “There really is no record of anyone named Wen Tang. If you’d like to check in separately, I can arrange that for you, ma’am.”

Running a hand through her long hair, Wen Tang pulled a card from her bag and placed it on the counter. “Open a room.”

Finally stretched out on the bed, Wen Tang took out her phone and made a call.

“Wen Qi, find out who at Xinghua Entertainment arranged for me to share a room with Lin Shuang.”

After hanging up, she stared at the ceiling and asked the system in her head, “System, why do I feel like the plot is getting stranger and stranger? Was Lin Shuang even in the book?”

The system hesitated before replying honestly. “The storyline has shifted slightly, but nothing major. Your ultimate goals remain unchanged: inherit the Wen family and help Ye Youyi gain a firm foothold in the entertainment industry.

The main direction hasn’t changed. This is just a small variation—you don’t need to worry.”

“So Lin Shuang’s appearance is just a minor twist? As long as I stay alert, she won’t affect me?”

“Yes. Don’t overthink it.” The system gave a helpless sigh. “Besides, didn’t you already send Wen Qi to investigate? With her abilities, it won’t take long to find out who set this up.”

“Fair point.” Wen Tang exhaled softly, let the matter drop, pulled the blanket over herself, and drifted to sleep.

The Moon Spirit Chronicle crew had been filming for over ten days, and everyone was gradually growing familiar with one another.

Today’s shoot involved one of the grander scenes, so most of the crew had already gathered on set.

Props were nearly in place, and the leads were dressed and ready, waiting for the cameras to roll.

Amid the hum of chatter, a sudden cheer of excitement rang out: “Look! We’ve made it onto the hot search!”

Everyone hurried to open Weibo to see what it was.

The trending tag jumped straight into view: #The costumes and props in Moon Spirit Chronicle are absolutely stunning#

When they clicked into the trending topic, it turned out that the character posters released that morning had received unanimous praise!

Star-Catcher: It’s been so long since I’ve seen such gorgeous, intricate historical costumes! I’m really looking forward to this!

My Sister Is the Most Beautiful: The detailing and color coordination of these costumes feel even better than those in “Immortal’s Quest”! Absolutely stunning!

Eheihei: Xu Zhao looks amazing in period costume, and she and Yu Mianyue look so compatible together! I’m shipping this CP already.

Most of the comments were either gushing over the actors’ looks or praising the CP chemistry between Xu Zhao and Yu Mianyue.

But before long, a very different kind of comment was pushed to the top:

StrawberryBum: Doesn’t anyone else think Xu Zhao and the third female lead have even stronger CP vibes? That dual shot of them was breathtaking—the way their eyes were full of each other! I really, really want to ship them! Ahhh!

Quick, who’s playing the third female lead?

Once this comment rose to the top, countless others chimed in underneath, until it was pinned as the number one hot reply.

Qiu Qiu shut her phone, unable to hide the grin tugging at her lips. Leaning in close to Ye Youyi, her voice trembled with excitement:

“Who would’ve thought? The drama hasn’t even aired yet, and your popularity’s already skyrocketing! In just the last ten minutes, your Weibo has gained tens of thousands of new followers!”

Ye Youyi gripped her phone tightly, lips curving ever so slightly.

“This is only the first step. Don’t get too carried away.”

“Right, right! I need to stay calm, keep it together!” Qiu Qiu raised her hands, taking a deep breath to suppress her giddiness.

The set was buzzing with energy. After the crew signaled OK to Li Zheng, she lifted the megaphone and called out, “We’re about to start. Everyone get ready!”

The noise gradually died down. People moved into position.

The clapperboard snapped shut, and in an instant, the actors slipped into character.

High above the Nine Heavens, divine thunder loomed.

The immortals, powerless to stop it, fixed all their desperate hopes on the two goddesses standing before the temple—Goddess Liu Yue, blessed with eternity, and Goddess Xian Ruo.

From the high platform, Liu Yue raised her hand toward the darkened sky.

Golden light spilled from her palm, but the heavy storm clouds devoured it all.

Withdrawing her hand, she closed her eyes and murmured, “It’s useless.”

Xian Ruo turned her head, her brows furrowed in sorrow, and gently took hold of Liu Yue’s wrist.

Liu Yue twisted, trying to pull free.

But this time, the ever-gentle Xian Ruo did not let go.

She gazed at Liu Yue’s face with deep longing, as if trying to etch her features forever into memory. Her lips parted softly:

“Liu Yue, this divine punishment comes from the Supreme God. Even if we pour out every drop of our power, it cannot be stopped.”

Liu Yue knew this. So did the immortals below. That was why despair weighed so heavily on them all.

But what no one else knew was that if one of the Supreme Gods sacrificed her soul and scattered her divine power across the Three Realms, then the realms—and all their living beings—could yet be saved.

And now, only two Supreme Gods remained: Liu Yue and Xian Ruo.

At that moment, Liu Yue forcefully wrenched her hand free, her face carrying the pride and dignity of a goddess.

“The fate of the Three Realms is not the time for such talk. What matters now is how we can protect the living beings of all realms.”

Thunder roared. The punishment descended.

Without glancing at Xian Ruo, Liu Yue lifted her hand once more, unleashing all her divine power.

But the next instant, golden light burst forth at her side, surging straight toward the heavens.

The gathered immortals, caught between despair and hope, turned their eyes to the brilliant glow, praying for a miracle.

Liu Yue’s gaze flicked sideways—only to find the space beside her empty. She turned sharply toward the light.

Within the dazzling radiance, Xian Ruo looked back one last time, crystal eyes brimming with tenderness and unshakable resolve.

A flash of pure white engulfed the world. Silence followed.

The divine thunder vanished. The black storm clouds dispersed.

And Goddess Xian Ruo was gone.

“Cut! Excellent!” Director Li Zheng lowered her gaze from the monitor to the actors being slowly lowered by their wires, her smile uncontainable.

“Perfect take. One shot!”

Relief washed over the cast and crew.

Qiu Qiu hurried forward to help Ye Youyi out of the harness, gently wiping the sweat from her forehead before pressing a cup of water into her hands.

“You worked so hard! Filming’s wrapped for today—let’s get something good to eat later!”

Ye Youyi lowered her head, sipping the warm water. When she looked up, her eyes landed on Wen Tang in the distance, handing a bottle of water to Lin Shuang.

The Alpha’s expression was calm, indifferent, as if the delicate Omega before her barely mattered at all.

The corner of Ye Youyi’s lips curved ever so slightly.

Because the big scene had wrapped in one perfect take, the delighted director waved her hand expansively.

“Dinner’s on me tonight—let’s go to Yingkeju!”

Yingkeju, a renowned Chinese restaurant near the set, was famous for its wide variety of delicious dishes, spacious private rooms, and excellent privacy.

Spirits high, everyone gathered into the private room Li Zheng had reserved.

Laughter and chatter filled the air, glasses clinking merrily.

Wen Tang sat quietly in the corner, focused on her meal. After a while, she felt an elbow nudge against her arm.

Looking up, she saw Lin Shuang, freshly returned from the restroom, raising a glass toward her.

“I think I upset you before. Let me toast you as an apology.” Lin Shuang’s voice was soft, her hand trembling slightly.

Wen Tang glanced at her and smiled faintly. “You’re overthinking it. You didn’t upset me at all.”

Still, Lin Shuang held up her glass, her face showing a touch of grievance.

“If you don’t drink, then it means you haven’t forgiven me.”

The Omega’s gentle, pitiful tone was exactly the kind Wen Tang found hardest to refuse. With a sigh, she took the glass from Lin Shuang’s hand and downed it in one go.

She tipped the cup upside down to show it was empty, then set it back on the table. Her voice was cool and even:

“I’m only your assistant—don’t make it seem like I’ve been bullying you.”

But Lin Shuang, seeing her drain the cup, seemed not to register the words at all. Flustered, she turned her head aside.