Reborn a Scummy Alpha, Happily Ever After with the Movie Queen - Chapter 48
Marriage.
That single word alone made Wen Tang’s chest tighten with irritation.
“Madam Ning’s opinion is that you and Xiao Xu should get engaged as soon as possible.”
Old Madam Wen, clearly pleased by Wen Tang’s obedient demeanor, went on and on with her endless instructions.
Wen Tang simply bowed her head in silence. Her thoughts were elsewhere—wondering how Ye Youyi would feel when she woke up and saw the message she had left.
Right now, Ye Youyi needed companionship the most, and yet she couldn’t be there for her.
The thought only made Wen Tang’s dislike for her grandmother grow stronger, and her own helplessness even more unbearable.
Meanwhile, at the hospital,
Ye Youyi slowly stirred awake after a long, peaceful sleep. The faint smell of disinfectant in the air cleared her mind in an instant.
She looked around, only to realize Wen Tang wasn’t there.
Her phone’s notification light was blinking. She picked it up and unlocked the screen.
There was a message from Wen Tang.
“Something urgent came up at home, I had to leave first. Qiu Qiu is already on her way back to Beijing and should reach the hospital this afternoon. Don’t worry about anything—just focus on recovering. I’ll handle everything else for you.”
Ye Youyi froze for a moment. When had Wen Tang left? And when would she be back?
And, last night, it was Wen Tang who had rescued her. How did she know where she’d been held? If she remembered correctly, Wen Tang last night hadn’t been quite the same as usual. The way she’d walked toward her against the light—there had been something commanding, powerful, utterly unlike her normal self.
If she could find her that easily, did that mean she knew who had kidnapped her?
A thousand tangled threads ran through Ye Youyi’s mind, impossible to unravel. One moment she recalled the chaos of last night; the next, the way Wen Tang had held her in her arms.
She pressed a hand to her head, her expression tightening in pain.
A knock sounded on the door.
“Knock, knock, knock.”
A moment later, the door opened, and an Omega nurse peeked inside.
“Miss Ye, there’s a visitor named Wang Lin asking to see you. Would you like to meet him?”
Senior Wang Lin? If he’d come at this time, it was probably about the Release production.
“Let him in.”
After receiving permission, Wang Lin entered the room.
He placed the bouquet in his hands on the table, removed his sunglasses, and sat down on the stool beside the bed.
“How are you feeling?”
Ever since Ye Youyi had signed under Xinghua Entertainment, they’d been working together for a while. Wang Lin had always admired her calm professionalism and lack of arrogance.
So, when he heard she had gone missing, he’d been deeply worried. To prevent the incident from delaying filming for Release, he immediately contacted Director Li Zheng to shift focus to other cast members’ scenes.
When online rumors spread that Ye Youyi had thrown a tantrum and walked off set, Wang Lin quickly released an official statement saying she was on medical leave for health reasons.
Fortunately, the public didn’t dig further into it. That had been a huge relief.
Now, seeing Ye Youyi safe with his own eyes, he finally relaxed—but also couldn’t help asking what had happened.
“So, what exactly was going on? How did you suddenly disappear? And how did you end up in Beijing?”
As Ning Wei’s boyfriend, Wang Lin had some understanding of the inner workings of the old families.
He knew this hospital belonged to the Wen Corporation and earlier that morning, Ning Wei had casually said something like, ‘Turns out she really is the Wen family’s eldest daughter.’
That was when it had clicked for him: Wen Tang must be the Wen family’s heiress. Which meant Ye Youyi’s sudden appearance here made perfect sense.
Ye Youyi, unaware of all the speculation running through his mind, had no desire to answer his probing questions.
She didn’t want to relive last night.
But since Wang Lin was her agent, she couldn’t stay silent either. So, she briefly summarized the events.
Her voice was faint, still weak from exhaustion. As soon as Wang Lin heard that she’d been kidnapped, his brows furrowed sharply.
When she finished, he asked, “Do you have any idea who did it?”
Ye Youyi shook her head. She almost mentioned that perhaps Wen Tang might know—but in the end, she kept that to herself.
Not knowing who was behind it made things complicated. If the perpetrator was still lurking in the shadows, waiting for another chance, Ye Youyi might not be so lucky next time.
Wang Lin thought for a moment. Since she was under his management, her safety was his responsibility. Once they returned to Beijing, he would talk to Ning Wei and have him investigate.
As for Wen Tang, she might already be doing the same. Two families working together—better safe than sorry.
The kidnapping matter aside, another thought was beginning to trouble him.
Ning Wei had once mentioned that his younger sister, Ning Xu, was supposed to be engaged to the Wen family’s eldest daughter.
Now that he knew Wen Tang was that very heiress, it meant she was soon to be engaged to Ning Xu.
And yet, Wen Tang and Ye Youyi seemed to share an unusually close relationship.
Wang Lin cleared his throat softly. “Xiao Ye, since you’re in a private Wen family hospital, you’re relatively safe here. I’m not too worried about who kidnapped you. What does worry me, though, is.”
Ye Youyi noticed his hesitant look. “What is it?”
Having observed them for some time, Wang Lin suspected Ye Youyi might not actually know who Wen Tang truly was.
But if he stayed quiet now, and Wen Tang’s engagement to Ning Xu became public later—what would that make Ye Youyi? The mistress?
If such rumors spread, it would destroy her career completely.
As her agent, he had to put her future first.
“Do you know that Wen Tang is actually the Wen family’s eldest daughter?”
Ye Youyi froze. “Brother Lin, what did you just say?”
Wen Tang, the Wen family’s eldest daughter?
The Wen family? The Wen family—head of the four great families?
That mysterious, low-profile yet powerful Wen family?
Wen Tang was the eldest daughter of the Wen family?
Ye Youyi’s mind went blank. Slowly, fragments of past memories began to piece themselves together.
At Chen Haoyu’s banquet, after Wen Tang saved her for the first time, Chen Haoyu never caused her trouble again.
When she was refused entry to audition for The Moon Spirit Chronicles, Wen Tang had pulled her straight into the elevator—and the receptionist, who had been stopping her, suddenly froze and backed down.
And when she terminated her contract with Huanyue Entertainment, the company had let her go without a single obstacle, almost too readily.
So, all this time, Wen Tang had been quietly helping her behind the scenes, handling those invisible obstacles she never even noticed?
So that’s why—she was the Wen family’s eldest daughter.
No wonder no one in the industry had ever heard of her name before.
The Wen family had always been famously discreet, never appearing online, much less in the entertainment world.
At that moment, Ye Youyi felt no joy at all.
If it had been before, upon learning that her girlfriend was the heiress of such a powerful family, she would’ve clung to her tightly, eager to take advantage.
But now, all she felt was bitterness.
She had always thought her girlfriend was just an ordinary person. She never imagined that one day, someone would come and tell her that the woman she loved belonged to a world she could never even dream of touching.
Seeing her dazed expression, Wang Lin sighed.
“There’s more I need to tell you—not just that.”
More?
Ye Youyi looked up at him, trying to keep her composure, though her hand under the blanket had clenched into a fist.
“You know who Ning Wei is, right?” Wang Lin asked. When she nodded, he continued, “He has a younger sister named Ning Xu. The Ning and Wen families are planning a marriage alliance. And as far as I know, the Wen family has only one Alpha—Wen Tang. In other words, Wen Tang is about to be engaged to Ning Xu.”
What?
Ye Youyi thought she must’ve misheard. She gave a faint, disbelieving laugh.
“Brother Lin, are you saying Wen Tang is going to marry another Omega?”
Wang Lin knew how much this must hurt her, but he couldn’t let her stay in the dark.
“She left the hospital this morning without staying by your side, didn’t she? That’s because she went back to meet with the Ning family to discuss the marriage arrangements.”
“Xiao Ye, I know things between you and Wen Tang aren’t simple, but you have to think about your future. She’s the Wen family’s heiress—she has responsibilities, obligations. If she really marries Ning Xu, are you going to stay by her side forever like this—without a name, without a title?”
Wang Lin was still talking, but Ye Youyi could no longer hear him.
It was already April; spring winds had turned the earth green again.
Yet she felt a chill seeping through her bones.
Wen Tang, she was going to marry someone else.
She had left her this morning to go home and discuss her engagement.
So that was it, so that’s what it was all about.
Wang Lin saw her sitting there in a daze and felt a pang of guilt. He hadn’t expected Ye Youyi’s feelings for Wen Tang to run so deep.
Breaking up a pair of lovers was something he took no pleasure in.
But she needed to know the truth—and make a clean decision for her own good.
It would help her career in the long run. And Ning Xu—his boyfriend’s sister—deserved not to have a future spouse still in love with someone else.
“Think it over carefully,” Wang Lin said, rising to his feet. “As an actress, I believe your dream is to stand at the top of the industry—not to spend your life as a canary in a golden cage, hidden away by a wealthy family, nameless and pitied.”
After saying this, he patted her shoulder.
“I’ll go for now. Once you’ve made up your mind, tell me—so I can plan the next steps for you.”
When the door closed behind him, the room fell into a hollow silence.
Alone, Ye Youyi felt an emptiness spreading through her chest.
After a long while, she buried her face into the pillow, one scene after another replaying in her mind—every moment she’d shared with Wen Tang.
Wen Tang’s feelings for her hadn’t been fake.
Those fiery, tender eyes—there was no way anyone could fake that kind of gaze.
But still, she had deceived her.
All this time together, she’d had countless chances to tell her the truth—yet she never did.
And now, to learn it from someone else, to hear it spoken so plainly, with those cruelly reasonable words.
It was unbearable.
And utterly humiliating.