Reborn a Scummy Alpha, Happily Ever After with the Movie Queen - Chapter 5

“Beep, beep, beep—” The shrill ring of a phone cut through the quiet.

Ye Youyi glanced at the screen.

It was Zhou Min, her agent.

She pressed accept. “Sister Min.” Zhou Min had never been particularly attentive to her—so why was she calling out of the blue today?

On the other end, Zhou Min’s cool voice came through:

“Moon Spirit Chronicle is re-casting. You’ve heard, haven’t you?”

“I just saw Director Li’s post on Weibo. But it didn’t mention the third female lead.” Ye Youyi immediately guessed what she meant.

Zhou Min quickly cut her off:

“On the surface, no. But I got word—Bai Corporation has pulled out. Bai Yuqing won’t be acting either. Director Li didn’t mention it online because she wanted to save Bai Corporation some face. After all, everyone in the industry already knew Bai Yuqing was slated for that role.”

When silence lingered on Ye Youyi’s side, Zhou Min continued,

“Everyone knows what’s going on. There’s no need to shout it to the world.”

The news made Ye Youyi’s heart steady with confidence. The corners of her lips curved slightly.

“Got it. I’ll go try again the day after tomorrow.”

Zhou Min didn’t catch the firm resolve in her tone. Instead, she snapped:

“Try again? What do you mean try? You’re supposed to secure that role! Apart from Fragile, you have no notable works. Your popularity is slipping. In short, if you can’t land the third female lead in Moon Spirit Chronicle, you’d better pray for yourself!”

The call was on speaker. Qiu Qiu heard every harsh word, her face flushing with anger. She wanted to lash out at the phone, but Ye Youyi caught her in time.

Shaking her head lightly, Ye Youyi replied in a calm, even tone,

“I understand.”

“As long as you do. Come to the office this afternoon—I’ll brief you on the audition details.”

The line went dead.

Ye Youyi tightened her grip on the phone.

Qiu Qiu seethed. Every time Zhou Min called, she acted so high and mighty—doling out resources as if she was tossing scraps!

But seeing Ye Youyi so silent, she bit back her words.

Ye Youyi drew in a slow breath and checked the time. Nearly noon.

“I’ll freshen up and head to the office. You don’t need to come—rest a few more days.” With that, she turned and walked into the bathroom.

Qiu Qiu knew her temper. With a sigh, she let the matter drop.

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Afternoon sunlight slanted lazily over the bustling city, traffic flowing like water.

Wen Tang gripped the steering wheel, her expression set in stone.

She hadn’t expected her fight with the Yang family at Silverlight to reach her grandmother’s ears. Who had tipped her off?

Now Old Madam Wen had summoned her back to the estate, no doubt to scold her at length. That part she didn’t mind. What worried her was if her grandmother, in anger, decided to strip away the forces under her control—then she would no longer be able to help Ye Youyi from the shadows.

Turning onto a wide avenue, Wen Tang halted at a red light.

“Don’t worry,” the system’s voice rang in her mind, calm as ever. “The old lady may treat you less kindly than that wretched woman, but she’s not about to cut off your resources on a whim.”

Just then, a woman walking along the roadside caught her eye. A short floral skirt swayed in the breeze, highlighting a pair of slender, porcelain-white legs.

The sight tugged at Wen Tang’s memory—familiar, strangely so.

As the woman drew nearer, Wen Tang finally caught her delicate profile.

“Ye Youyi?”

The system piped up as well, surprised: “It really is her!”

Bathed in sunlight, the girl’s skin gleamed like snow. Her silky hair brushed against her ear, tucked neatly beneath a cap, revealing a pale ear and graceful swan-like neck. Wen Tang’s gaze lingered there—and her cheeks instantly flushed.

She remembered too vividly the warm, lingering touch from that night.

“Danger!” the system suddenly warned.

Snapping back to her senses, Wen Tang saw it: a car barreling past her own, right toward Ye Youyi, who hadn’t noticed a thing.

With a screech of brakes, everything happened in a blur. Ye Youyi was struck, thrown against the vehicle.

Wen Tang bolted from her car.

Ye Youyi, sprawled on the ground, struggled to push herself up. Her porcelain-white knee was torn open, blood welling bright and raw.

Kneeling beside her, Wen Tang’s eyes flicked to the gash on her arm.

“Are you okay? Can you stand?”

Ye Youyi, pain twisting her brows, looked up in shock.

“Wen Tang?”

Wen Tang gave a small nod. Behind her, an engine roared. She turned—only to see the car that had hit Ye Youyi lurch into reverse, then speed away.

A hit-and-run.

Cold-eyed, Wen Tang memorized the plate number. For now, Ye Youyi’s safety came first. She hesitated, wanting to help her up but fearing further injury.

Outwardly, the wounds seemed like surface abrasions, but she had no way of knowing what damage lay inside without scans.

Perhaps from the shock, Ye Youyi’s reaction was dulled. Her voice came faint and strained as she stared after the fleeing car:

“That person, ran?”

“He won’t get away,” Wen Tang assured her. “Right now we need to get you to the hospital.”

Ye Youyi pressed a hand to her leg, letting out a small gasp.

“But I, I don’t think I can stand.”

“Besides your hand and leg, do you feel any pain in your chest? Your stomach?” Wen Tang’s voice was careful, worried about internal injuries.

Ye Youyi closed her eyes briefly, assessing. Then she bit her lip and shook her head.

“No.”

At that, Wen Tang murmured a soft apology—

“Forgive me, and lifted her gently into her arms.”

Placing her in the passenger seat, Wen Tang buckled her in, speaking low and soothing:

“We’ll be at the hospital soon. Call your family or a friend.”

But the moment “family” was mentioned, Ye Youyi’s expression shifted. She turned her face away, quiet, almost resistant.

Wen Tang didn’t notice—she had already circled back to the driver’s seat.

“Don’t worry. Whoever hit you won’t escape.”

She sped straight for the hospital, carrying Ye Youyi inside herself once they arrived.

Only when the ER doctor drew the curtain to tend to her wounds did Wen Tang finally step aside to make a call.

“I have urgent matters to handle,” she told the Wen family housekeeper. “Please let Grandmother know I’ll return tonight.”

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After a full round of scans, Ye Youyi was wheeled into the observation room.

The attending doctor handed Wen Tang a report.

“You’re the Alpha accompanying the patient, right? Her scans show no major damage to internal organs or bones.”

Without waiting for her response, he continued:

“However, the abrasions on her knee are severe. She’ll need proper rest. Keep the wound dry. Change the dressings with the prescribed medication. If you notice any sign of infection, bring her back immediately.”