Reborn a Scummy Alpha, Happily Ever After with the Movie Queen - Chapter 63

The news that the newly crowned Best Actress, Ye Youyi, was caught flirting on the street with a mysterious female Alpha on the night of the awards ceremony instantly shot to the top of the trending searches.

And once people clicked in—what they saw was even more explosive.

Not only did the paparazzi capture a clear photo of Ye Youyi’s face, but they also snapped shots of her and the mysterious Alpha heading into what looked suspiciously like a love nest together.

The entire internet went wild.

FlyingFishInTheSky: What’s going on? What’s going on? She just won the Best Actress award at the Blanc Awards! How could she start dating already? Is she not worried about her career at all?

ChirpChirp: Xiao Ye actually has a girlfriend! Aaaaaahhh I’ve been dumped! My love is gone! My love is gone, wuwuwu, gone forever.

YiYi’sLittleHeart: Wake up, girl! Your career just took off! How could you be dating now? Those pig-headed Alphas are all talk! Don’t believe a word they say! Focus on acting, that’s the only right path, wuwuwu. Your future is what matters most!

ZhaoZhao’sLittleLeaf: This can’t be real! It can’t be real! It can’t be real! Ye Ye and Zhao Zhao were so sweet together! They were the real couple! These marketing accounts just make things up for clicks—this must be fake! Ye Ye belongs to Zhao Zhao! Ye Ye belongs to Zhao Zhao! Ye Ye belongs to Zhao Zhao!

WaitingForTheMoonToBeFull: The pictures look really clear, it seems pretty solid. I mean, I don’t get why she’d start dating when her career’s rising so fast, but she did say at the awards that someone had always been supporting her, maybe they’ve been together for a while. Besides, Ye Ye isn’t an idol, right? It’s not a big deal if she dates someone.

There was endless discussion online, but most people stayed on the fence.

Some thought Ye Youyi was being deliberately targeted—after all, she’d just won Best Actress, and jealousy was inevitable.

Others insisted the photos were doctored—like the last time she was falsely accused of seducing a director for a role.

And then there were the more rational ones who believed it was probably true—Ye Youyi’s acceptance speech had sounded suspiciously like a veiled confession.

Either way, everyone was waiting for her official statement.

Ye Youyi’s agent, Wang Lin, had already called her into the company.

When he saw Wen Tang walk in with her, his head started throbbing.

Wen Tang’s true identity had already been made public among the major families—she was now effectively the one in charge of the Wen Corporation.

Which meant Wang Lin didn’t dare treat her the same way as before.

But since this scandal involved her directly, it needed to be handled carefully. One wrong move, and Ye Youyi’s future could be ruined.

Wang Lin paced back and forth, trying to think of a flawless plan.

Wen Tang, holding Ye Youyi’s hand, was silent in thought.

Then Ye Youyi’s soft voice broke the tension.

“Why don’t we just make it public?”

Wang Lin froze mid-step. He turned, frowning deeply.

Truth be told, he still felt guilty toward Ye Youyi.

Back then, for the sake of Ah Wei’s sister, Xiao Xu, he’d deliberately made things hard for her.

Who’d have thought Xiao Xu would run off with someone else and completely wreck the engagement arrangement between her and Wen Tang?

He had even been thinking about telling Ye Youyi that Wen Tang and Xiao Xu were never actually engaged.

But before he could, that explosive trending post had dropped early this morning.

Now that the two were clearly back together, he wasn’t going to interfere.

Still, this concerned Ye Youyi’s career—so he had to handle it right. Not just to leave a good impression on Wen Tang, but to make up for his lingering guilt toward Ye Youyi.

He had considered the idea of going public too.

But in his mind, that was the worst option at this stage.

“Do you realize you’re at the peak of your rising career right now? You and Xu Zhao still have a massive CP fanbase.”

Wang Lin sighed, frustrated but careful not to sound harsh.

Wen Tang finally spoke, her gaze serious.

“Do you understand what will happen if you make it public now?”

Ye Youyi smiled.

“I know I’m at a high point right now. But I’m an actress—I make my mark through my work, not by staying single to keep Alpha fans happy. Sure, I might lose some followers in the short term, but once I produce more great performances, people won’t care whether I’m single or not.”

Wang Lin rubbed his chin and nodded.

“I was overthinking it. I just wanted to keep your image spotless, but I lost sight of what really matters.”

After a pause, he added, “Alright, then. Let’s make it official. You’re not an idol anyway—if you keep delivering good work, you’ll always have a market.”

“Then it’s settled. I’ll contact Xinghua’s PR department.”

Seeing the two reach a decision, Wen Tang shot Wang Lin a look. He got the message and quietly slipped out, leaving the space to the couple.

“Are you sure you want to go public?” Wen Tang asked, a hint of jealousy slipping into her tone. “You know most of your fans are CP fans who ship you and that Zhao person. Once it’s official, they’ll definitely unfollow.”

Ye Youyi bit her lip and smiled, pulling Wen Tang into her arms and kissing the corner of her lips.

“I’ve been dying to untie myself from Xu Zhao! You have no idea how insane those CP fans are. I avoid her whenever I can, but they think I’m shy. And Xu Zhao still messages me to ‘catch up.’ I want nothing to do with her.”

Then she cupped Wen Tang’s face, eyes burning with affection.

“Besides, you’re mine now. I want to keep you right here—so no one can take you away.”

Wen Tang’s worry melted away. The corners of her lips curved up.

“Then I guess I’m doomed to fall into your hands for life.”

That afternoon, after hours of heated online debate, Ye Youyi finally released a statement.

But to everyone’s shock—it wasn’t a denial.

It was an official announcement of her relationship.

The internet exploded again. Weibo nearly crashed.

In one night, Ye Youyi lost tens of thousands of followers.

Many CP fans unfollowed and lashed out bitterly.

Zyszd: So, you really are dating someone else. Then why did you keep hyping the CP with Zhao Zhao? You profited off our shipping, and now that you’ve been exposed, you “come clean”? Do you think we’re clowns?

MyCPSurelyReal: I’ve got nothing to say. We shipped you two so hard, and now you tell us it was fake? Disgusting. Poor Zhao Zhao—used for PR all this time.

3yBlackForLife: You’re disgusting! You had a girlfriend all along but still played up the CP with Xu Zhao? Were you laughing at us for shipping you two? Gross!

Seeing the toxic flood in the comments, Qiu Qiu immediately closed Weibo and sent Wen Tang a message:

“Xiao Ye’s getting attacked so badly right now! Aren’t you going to help her?

Ever since you broke up, she’s been miserable—and now she’s being forced to go public and take all this hate because of you! You’d better handle this properly!”

Qiu Qiu was furious, and it showed in her words.

Wen Tang didn’t mind. She simply replied,

“Got it. I’ll take care of it.”

After making breakfast, she stepped onto the balcony and called Wen Qi.

“How’s the cleanup going?”

“Almost done,” Wen Qi reported. “That magazine has already deleted the leak, and we’ve suspended several troll accounts. Our PR team’s redirecting the discussion. By this afternoon, public opinion should shift, and the attacks against Miss Ye will fade out. Don’t worry, Miss Wen—Xinghua’s PR team is top-notch. This won’t leave a stain on Miss Ye’s record.”

Wen Tang nodded. “Good. Keep a close eye on things. And the other arrangement, is it ready?”

“Of course, Miss Wen. Everything’s set up! Tonight, just do your part and shine.”

Satisfied, Wen Tang ended the call and went back to the bedroom.

Ye Youyi was still asleep, lying sideways in a soft pink nightdress, her expression peaceful.

Wen Tang crouched beside the bed, gazing at her. Then she leaned in and pressed her lips against Ye Youyi’s soft, cherry-pink mouth.

The faint sweetness of milk lingered in the air, wrapping around them.

Just as Wen Tang was about to pull back, an arm suddenly circled around her neck—

and she was pulled down onto the bed.

She lay on the edge of the bed, watching as Ye Youyi slowly opened her hazy, half-awake eyes. Just as Wen Tang was about to sit up, Ye Youyi pressed her back down.

Their lips were still touching—Wen Tang blushed, feeling a little embarrassed. She turned her head slightly and planted a soft kiss on Ye Youyi’s delicate cheek.

“You’re awake already?” she murmured.

Ye Youyi gave a dainty yawn, her brows and eyes laced with sleepy allure. “You were moving around so much—you woke me up.”

Wen Tang’s ears flushed red. Looking down at the beautiful girl beneath her, she swallowed hard, a stir of heat in her chest. “Then…,do you want to get up? I’ve already made breakfast.”

Her voice was low and husky, tinged with restrained desire. Ye Youyi licked the corner of her lips, wrapped her arms around Wen Tang’s neck, and pulled her down for another kiss. Her words came out in a murmur against Wen Tang’s mouth: “Forget breakfast.” Then, her lips brushed Wen Tang’s ear as she whispered something softly—whatever it was, it made Wen Tang’s expression deepen and her restraint snap. With a low laugh, she lifted the quilt and slipped under it.

By the time the two of them finally got out of bed, it was already afternoon.

When they showered, Wen Tang wanted to join her, but Ye Youyi, utterly exhausted, refused. “You stay out there and behave. Don’t waste time—we’re still going to see a movie tonight!”

By the time they finished getting ready, dusk had fallen.

After dinner, Ye Youyi took Wen Tang to the cinema.

At the ticket gate, the attendant looked Ye Youyi up and down, puzzled as to why someone would wrap themselves up so tightly—hat, sunglasses, mask—the full disguise, like a celebrity terrified of being recognized. Shaking his head, he tore their tickets and waved them through.

Wen Tang, holding snacks in her arms and Ye Youyi’s hand in her own, found their seats and leaned close to whisper, “I think that ticket guy recognized you.”

Ye Youyi slipped off her sunglasses and mask, snatched a few kernels of popcorn from Wen Tang’s hand, and smiled. “Doesn’t matter. Let’s just watch. This is the first movie I ever starred in. It won an award, but I haven’t seen the final cut yet.”

Wen Tang watched her, her eyes full of fondness. She wanted to say she’d already watched it once, but instead she nodded with a smile. “You did amazing. I think everyone’s going to love it.”

For an actor, nothing is sweeter than hearing that their work is loved. Hearing that, Ye Youyi’s eyes curved like crescents. She leaned over and kissed Wen Tang on the corner of the lips. “You really do have a sweet mouth.”

Time flew by. It felt like no time at all before the movie ended and the credits began to roll.

As people started filing out, Wen Tang reached for Ye Youyi’s hand.

“What is it?” Ye Youyi sat back down, confusion flickering across her face.

When the theater had mostly emptied, Wen Tang turned to her with a soft smile. “Now that the movie’s over, there’s something I want to tell you.”

Her expression was earnest, her voice warm and steady. Something about it made Ye Youyi’s heart skip a beat, as if she could sense that something momentous was coming.

When the last of the crowd left, the theater lights dimmed again, and gentle music began to play.

Wen Tang held Ye Youyi’s hand, reached into her pocket, and took out a small box. Then, right there between the seats, she dropped to one knee and opened it.

Inside was a glittering diamond ring, its brilliance quietly echoing Wen Tang’s hidden devotion. The dazzling light made Ye Youyi’s breath catch.

She covered her mouth, her wide eyes shimmering with surprise, joy, disbelief—and tears.

“Will you marry me?” Wen Tang held the ring toward her, her voice trembling slightly, yet overflowing with love.

On the giant screen behind them, the same words appeared in glowing letters: Will you marry me?

The light from the screen painted Ye Youyi’s cheeks a rosy hue.

“The moment I met you, I was drawn to you,” Wen Tang said softly. “At first, I knew you were teasing me—but I didn’t mind. Later, when I saw you being bullied, I realized that even if I hadn’t protected you before, from now on, I will be your safe harbor. With me, you don’t have to wear a mask or force yourself to be someone you’re not. You can do whatever you want. And whatever that is, I’ll make it happen for you.”

Her tone was gentle but resolute, each word steeped in feeling.

“I love you. I really, really love you.”

“I want to be with you, always—forever.”

“I don’t know how long forever truly is, but I do know that my love for you won’t fade with time. Because no matter how far I look, you will always be the end of my gaze.”

“Marry me, please?”

The usually cool, restrained Alpha had never spoken so many tender words before. Ye Youyi’s heart trembled, tears spilling down her cheeks.

It felt like she had finally found that Alpha who saw her, who cherished her, who made her feel like the only one in their world.

She placed her hand before Wen Tang and whispered, “Yes.”

At that moment, fireworks seemed to bloom around them. Balloons floated upward, bursting with color and joy—like love set free.

Smiling through her own tears, Wen Tang slipped the ring onto Ye Youyi’s finger, then intertwined their hands and stood, pulling her into a warm embrace.

Feeling the dampness against her chest, she lifted Ye Youyi’s chin and gently wiped away her tears. After kissing her cheek, she whispered, “Shh, don’t cry.”

Ye Youyi bit her lip, still sniffling. “But, you surprised me so much, I just couldn’t help it.”

Wen Tang laughed softly, wrapping an arm around her slender waist, and bent close to murmur in her ear, “Then I’ll never make you cry again—unless,”

“Unless what?” Ye Youyi asked, half-curious, half-wary.

Wen Tang’s voice dropped lower. “Unless it’s because you can’t handle what I do to you.”

Ye Youyi pinched her waist with mock anger, her eyes glimmering with both reproach and affection. “We’re still in public! What are you saying?”

“Alright, alright, I’ll stop,” Wen Tang said with a chuckle, taking her hand and leading her toward the exit. “It’s late—want to grab a midnight snack before heading home?”

Home.

That single word made warmth bloom in Ye Youyi’s chest.

Yes—she had a home now.

A home with Wen Tang.

“Okay,” she said with a smile, her voice light and sweet. “Let’s have a late-night snack, then go home.”

Hand in hand, the two walked away together under the hazy moonlight, slowly disappearing into the distance.