The Fallen Film Queen’s Possessive Alpha - Chapter 43

The bullied girl was rescued from the pack of wolves surrounding her in the gymnasium at her most desperate moment.

Song Haoyin carefully pondered this scene, finding it somewhat subtle. She glanced at Qu Yuanzhi and asked casually, “She must have been quite popular at school, right? Back in our student days, there were always those people who constantly received confessions.”

“Hahaha, no one dared confess to her. She was always holed up in the lab or buried in books at the library, applying for course exemptions. Honestly, people hardly ever saw her.”

Recalling the past, Qu Yuanzhi happily spilled the beans to Song Haoyin: “After every exam, everyone would suddenly realize, ‘Oh, so this person was in our class the whole time and she topped the entire grade.'”

“When I first met her, none of us had undergone differentiation yet. We were roommates, and Xuan Tinglu lived across the hall. If not for that, we’d never have become close.”

Despite some turbulence in her youth, Qu Yuanzhi had been doted on by both her mothers. If not for that incident, she would never have befriended Zhou Qiwei. Though she had to put up with Zhou’s eccentric temper, over time, she realized just how good a friend she truly was.

Aloof, stubborn, and elusive yet whenever a friend was in trouble, Zhou Qiwei always sided with them over reason. It might sound harsh, but in life, who doesn’t crave favoritism?

Compared to others, Zhou Qiwei’s bias toward her friends was glaring. But everyone had grown accustomed to her ways.

Qu Yuanzhi’s trip down memory lane reminded Song Haoyin of something: “How was the situation resolved after she stabbed that classmate to save you? Did your families go to the school?”

“No, only my mom went. As for her family ”

Qu Yuanzhi crossed her arms, frowning. “I’ve never heard Qiwei mention them. But she must have an older sister Xuan Tinglu mentioned it once. Well, every family has its struggles. If she doesn’t want to talk about it, so be it. You befriend the person, not their background.”

Another hour passed, and Zhou Qiwei remained silent in the bedroom. Song Haoyin fiddled with her laptop, picked up a cup only to set it down again. Unable to bear it any longer, Qu Yuanzhi whispered, “Go check on her. She can be odd-tempered but never malicious. Give her an out, and she’ll take it immediately.”

Qu Yuanzhi didn’t know what had caused the rift or what they’d discussed, but this couldn’t continue. When Zhou Qiwei dug in her heels, it was terrifying she could truly treat someone as invisible.

Fine, she’d go see her. What if she was crying? Song Haoyin bit her lip, suddenly regretting leaving Zhou Qiwei alone in the bedroom.

Clumsy gestures, hesitant steps two people with little romantic experience were bound to clash. Song Haoyin’s profession only exacerbated the friction. Their relationship had begun too abruptly, with pheromones accelerating emotions. As she pushed open the door, Song Haoyin wondered: Had everything moved too fast? Perhaps neither of them was truly ready.

Zhou Qiwei didn’t continue crying or sulking. She sat on the bed quickly scrolling through her phone, and when she saw Song Haoyin enter, she even smiled at her.

Song Haoyin stood at the doorway, closing the bedroom door to create a private space. Taking a deep breath, she was about to apologize when Zhou Qiwei spoke first.

“It was unreasonable of me today. I’m sorry.”

“Huh?”

Seeing this reaction, Zhou Qiwei was secretly delighted. The internet was right, when arguing with your girlfriend, you should apologize first. After Song Haoyin left earlier, Zhou Qiwei lay down for a while and suddenly realized how ridiculous she had been, acting completely unreasonable.

Yet Song Haoyin had remained calm and reasonable the whole time. She’s so good to me, but I made her angry no, wait, did I hurt her feelings instead?

Song Haoyin wasn’t part of the Zhou family, nor was she Zhou Qiwei’s enemy or just a friend. Dr. Zhou now clearly understood the difference between friends and girlfriends. She couldn’t keep upsetting her and then expect her to take the initiative to apologize and smooth things over. That would be terrible. Who would want a girlfriend like that? If their roles were reversed, Zhou Qiwei might have already shouted “break up!”

President Zhou didn’t want to lose face or have her relationship problems become public knowledge. Thank goodness for modern society and the internet a quick search revealed she wasn’t the only one who’d made their girlfriend angry!

I’m saved, Zhou Qiwei thought as she searched “what to do when you make your girlfriend angry,” which gradually progressed to “what to do when you’re being too difficult and made your girlfriend angry,” and finally became “my girlfriend always apologizes first after fights, and now I’ve made her angry again, what do I do?”

Turns out there were fools at every stage making the same mistakes as her. Zhou Qiwei felt much more at ease, though she still needed to mentally prepare herself after all, Yuanbao was still outside… So maybe she should text Song Haoyin to ask her to come in, then she’d prostrate herself and sincerely apologize.

“Earlier, I just. you and Yuanbao were discussing work so happily, and I didn’t realize it was because you love your job. I thought it was because of her, so I ”

“I know. I wasn’t entirely blameless either.” Song Haoyin reflected inwardly if Zhou Qiwei had deliberately teased her knowing she was upset, she’d have been furious too.

“No, no, it was all my fault. You didn’t do anything wrong. You shouldn’t always be the first to apologize this was entirely on me.”

Zhou Qiwei knelt on the bed, her eyes sparkling bright though still slightly red at the corners, with no trace of dejection. Song Haoyin preferred her like this confident and happy. Feigning a sigh, Song Haoyin flopped onto the bed, resting her head on Zhou Qiwei’s lap.

“What about the movie? If I really did some R-rated scenes, huh ”

A pair of red lips sealed her unfinished words. Zhou Qiwei gently bit her lover’s lip before planting soft, lingering kisses, reluctantly pulling away to declare with great resolve: “Then I just won’t go to the cinema. I’ll cut off all internet access out of sight, out of mind.”

Biting back laughter, Song Haoyin gave a thumbs-up and praised with utmost sincerity: “Such an iron-willed stance.”

The iron-willed Dr. Zhou, now assured her girlfriend wasn’t angry anymore, began acting up in bed demanding Song Haoyin lie down with her, complaining her eyes hurt insisting on being pampered before she’d relent.

Song Haoyin looked at the coquettish person before her and remembered Zhou Qiwei from months ago. That CEO Zhou, though sincere in attitude, always seemed wrapped in an invisible membrane, isolated from the outside world, every move like a pre-programmed routine.

But now Song Haoyin stroked her hair this version was undoubtedly better.

“Yuanbao is still outside.” After her little act, Zhou Qiwei suddenly remembered a crucial issue, “When I go out later, will she laugh at me?”

So she still had an idol image to maintain.

Song Haoyin had discovered another little secret about her girlfriend. To give Zhou Qiwei courage to face Qu Yuanzhi, she didn’t hesitate to reveal: “Yuanbao just told me about how you rescued beauties at school. Who would have thought our Dr. Zhou had such knightly charm back then?”

Zhou Qiwei brandishing a sword, riding majestically to someone’s rescue the image flashed through Song Haoyin’s mind as she looked at the woman before her. A belated jealousy surfaced: “The top student in school, dazzlingly brilliant yet standing up for friends, excelling in both academics and sports such people always become campus legends. Don’t you think?”

Absolutely not. Zhou Qiwei’s adolescence had been her most emotionally turbulent period. All she wanted then was quiet, disliking disturbances, with only a handful able to approach her. Eccentric and reclusive, she was fortunate to have two friends. As for being a campus legend such titles had never belonged to Zhou Qiwei.

“Hardly knightly charm.” Zhou Qiwei spoke calmly, yet with inexplicable melancholy. “Yuanbao only told you that story. Did she mention we attended boarding school?”

“Even elite boarding schools become disaster zones during adolescence.”

It wasn’t knightly conduct just the experience of gang fights among cliques. Threaten my friend, and I’ll naturally beat you up, otherwise our small group would become everyone’s punching bag. The children’s world operated on brutal simplicity, all actions driven by animal instinct without considering consequences.

Song Haoyin remained silent, unsure how to respond. She’d never attended boarding school, lacking such experiences. Yet fortunately, she did have some experience with isolation something she never imagined she’d one day feel grateful for.

“When I was in school, I often disappeared for long periods to visit my mother on film sets. My relationships with classmates became distant, without any close friends. Later, when I grew older. well, many people started slipping me love letters.”

Rejecting those letters made the confessors unhappy; accepting them made others who hadn’t confessed unhappy. How amusing no matter what she did, someone would be dissatisfied, would dislike her. It took Song Haoyin a long time to adjust her emotions, learning not to care about those people and things.

“I wanted friends too. But schools are full of gossip making friends was too difficult.”

Zhou Qiwei grasped her hand, and Song Haoyin squeezed back, sighing helplessly: “People say adults struggle to make friends in society, but I find it much easier than in school.”

Students have limited social interactions at school and few opportunities to make independent choices. When adults make friends in society, they consider mutual interests, values, and other factors, while teenagers often mistake forced proximity and cliques for genuine friendship. a somewhat one-sided and biased perspective.

As they shared similar experiences, both felt a growing closeness. Perhaps everyone needs such moments of connection. Especially for Zhou Qiwei, who realized that slightly opening up her world to let Song Haoyin in allowing them to understand each other better. didn’t seem like a bad idea after all.

The bedroom was filled with tender affection, the air thick with unspoken tension, when suddenly a knock interrupted the moment. Qu Yuanzhi, steeling herself outside, shouted, “Hurry up and answer the phone!”

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