The Mad/Beautiful Movie Queen Heard My Inner Voice After Losing Her Memory - Chapter 5

Chapter 5

“I’m pointing at you.”

Fu Wenchen stared fixedly at the spot where the inner voice originated, her palms already marked with bloody crescents from her nails.

Yes, she was a villain. She was psychologically twisted. So what?

To get the person she loved, to get everything she wanted, she would use any means necessary.

It wasn’t shameful; even if she killed, it was only because those people got what they deserved.

She would rather die than let Sister leave her…

Ding! Villain’s Blackening Value: 99+. Please take action immediately, Host.

Yu Guiyao: “!!!”

What did “99+” mean? And why was this dialogue box appearing here now!

Wasn’t this forcing her into the mission? If she didn’t act, would Fu Wenchen actually kill someone?

At that thought, she immediately stood up and steeled herself to walk toward Fu Wenchen.

Beside her, Lin Xiao was ecstatic, whispering urgently: “Go for it, babe! Good luck!”

“Sure thing, babe,” Yu Guiyao replied instinctively. But when she turned back around, she was met with Fu Wenchen’s face—a face so cold it seemed to drop ice shards.

Yu Guiyao: “…”

Okay, that’s a little terrifying…

But as she drew closer, she caught a scent of cold fragrance. It was the same one she had smelled in the hospital bed—like a snow lotus blooming on a high mountain peak in the dead of winter. It was crystalline, untouchable, yet one couldn’t help but drown in its aroma.

Fu Wenchen looked frigid, yet the tear mole at the corner of her eye carried a hint of hidden allure.

The moment their eyes met, Yu Guiyao subconsciously straightened her back and looked down at her.

What’s there to be afraid of? I’m 175cm, she thought. I’m half a head taller than her. Even if we fought, I could pin her down!

So, she put on a bluffing, stern face, completely unaware that her own face was covered in mud and her lower features were hidden by a black cloth. Only those fox-like eyes remained—clear and captivating, looking like a puppy wary of a “bad person.”

Seeing her like that, Fu Wenchen suddenly smiled. The corners of her lips curled slightly, but a deep, unreadable glint flashed in her eyes.

Yes, how could she beat her? Since childhood, Yu Guiyao had always protected her. In school, she fought better than the boys; she was so fierce people called her the School Overlord.

When she was eighteen and “Sister” rejected her, she had gone to Yu Guiyao to drink. Unexpectedly, both got drunk and ended up rolling together in a muddle, clothes scattered everywhere. Her waist had been encircled by the other’s arms, held on the bed, her legs folded and hooked over shoulders, shaking incessantly.

The girl had been reckless and crude, making her cry out in pain all night.

How could she possibly beat her…

Fu Wenchen smiled.

When she smiled, it was like the first thaw of spring. Yu Guiyao’s throat felt inexplicably itchy, and she found herself unable to speak.

It was the “traffic” starlet nearby who broke the spell, shouting disdainfully: “Her? She’s just a bit tall. She’s a corpse extra! What use is she?!”

Hearing this, Fu Wenchen’s smile instantly froze. The coldness in her eyes intensified the moment she looked up, though her lips remained curled. “Oh?”

“Then let’s test it out. Let her play a role with actual screen time and see whose acting is better—yours or hers?”

Yu Guiyao: “!!!”

What? I don’t know the first thing about acting!

She frowned, but Fu Wenchen immediately looked back at her and said, “How about it? In a moment, you’ll play my guard and run a scene with me.”

“Regardless of whether the footage is used in the end, I’ll pay you five thousand yuan.”

Five thousand!

At that, Yu Guiyao’s eyes sparkled. All her reservations vanished instantly, replaced by a vigorous nod: “Deal.”

Seeing how things were progressing, the director walked over to play peacemaker, laughing: “Fine, fine! Let’s just treat it as a bit of fun. Come on, everyone, get ready to shoot.”

With the director’s word, everyone else was happy to watch the drama unfold. They quickly took their positions, while the starlet was left fuming.

She never expected Fu Wenchen to humiliate her so openly. But with the arrow on the string, she had no choice but to accept with a dark face.

Still, she refused to believe a random extra could outperform her. She raised the stakes: “Since that’s the case, let’s do an action scene.”

Everyone felt she was being unfair—how could an extra handle a fight scene? Especially one involving wirework?

“I can do it.”

To their surprise, Yu Guiyao spoke up immediately: “I can give it a try.”

For five thousand yuan, she’d take the role even if she had to do it on her knees! Besides, if she lost, it wasn’t her reputation on the line anyway.

As she thought this, she subconsciously looked at Fu Wenchen, who was smiling again.

The lights nearby slanted down, making the woman’s skin look snow-white. Her eyelashes were slightly lowered, and her thin lips had the beautiful curve of a fishtail, tinted with rouge. They looked soft. The small mole on her cheek was particularly striking; she looked as if she had stepped out of a painting.

Her waist like a silken sash, brows like distant mountains, eyes like autumn waters…

Fu Wenchen lifted her eyes and suddenly snapped at her: “Still looking?”

Yu Guiyao hurriedly averted her gaze, her ears turning red. Stop using fancy descriptions! she scolded herself.

Fu Wenchen stepped forward two paces, a faint smile on her lips as that cold fragrance drifted over.

In a voice as clear as a stream, she whispered: “In a moment, treat me as your Master. Be good once you’re in character. You don’t need to do anything else, just protect me. Understand?”

“Understood.” Yu Guiyao immediately became serious, only to hear the other woman add: “Let’s test it first. Let me hear you call me ‘Master’…”

Yu Guiyao was certain the people around them couldn’t hear their conversation, but her face still flushed. Thinking of the five thousand yuan, she lowered her head and called out obediently: “Mas… Master…”

“Not quite enough emotion. Practice it on your own?” Fu Wenchen naturally reached out and brushed the mud off Yu Guiyao’s shoulder. It looked like a senior caring for a junior, a gesture that easily won people’s favor.

Yu Guiyao took it seriously, even thinking the other person was quite kind. Yeah, why was I stuttering?

So, she began practicing vividly in her mind.

Master? Master! Master… What kind of emotion should I use?

Listening to her inner thoughts, Fu Wenchen’s ears gradually turned red. She took the wire harness from the prop team and handed it to her: “Put this on?”

“Okay.” Yu Guiyao quickly took off her outer black night-suit.

She was still wearing a T-shirt and pants underneath, but she really didn’t know how to put on a wire harness.

Unexpectedly, Fu Wenchen took it back. She moved suddenly close, her arms reaching around Yu Guiyao’s waist to cinch the harness tight.

The woman did it all very naturally, but that cold fragrance swirled around them, and her soft body brushed against Yu Guiyao’s now and then. Yu Guiyao went rigid, but she could only watch as the other woman parted her legs to tighten the straps around her inner thighs.

Fu Wenchen kept her head down, deliberately letting her fingertips graze everywhere she could touch. Seeing the base of Yu Guiyao’s neck turn red, her lips curled up. Her mind whirled with frantic thoughts.

I miss her so much. I want to hold her, kiss her, have zero distance between us…

The woman was half a head taller than her, arms slightly raised in a posture that almost had Fu Wenchen in her embrace. She smelled of faint soap.

Even though she hadn’t done anything yet, she felt a reaction. Her eyes darkened, and she whispered tonelessly: “You’re so slow.”

Slow? I just don’t know how to wear a harness, Yu Guiyao thought. She looked down at Fu Wenchen, thinking this person was actually quite nice. People with twisted minds aren’t usually like this. Or maybe… she was just pushed too far?

Her birth family was too bitter; she accidentally killed an abusive father… Her adoptive parents don’t like her. Fu Qingdu didn’t wake up for seven years, and the moment she does, Mother Fu wants to find her a man and keep her away from Fu Wenchen.

She loves Fu Qingdu so much; it’s normal she’d turn dark, right? She’s actually quite pitiful…

As she thought this, Yu Guiyao suddenly met Fu Wenchen’s upward gaze. The woman’s cold demeanor was gone; her eyes were actually rimmed with red.

Perhaps she was seeing things, but she felt there were tears in the other’s eyes, like a kitten showing weakness and acting spoiled.

She quickly shook her head. In the next second, Fu Wenchen was back to her original self. Though she was smiling, the warmth didn’t reach her eyes. She stepped back two paces after finishing the harness and said aloofly: “Shall we try?”

See? I must have imagined it.

Yu Guiyao quickly tested the wires, completely unaware that Fu Wenchen’s gaze remained glued to her.

Playing the victim wasn’t what Fu Wenchen wanted, but she knew that if she moved too abruptly, she would scare the other away.

What she wanted was the other’s body—for her to belong to her heart and soul, never to be separated again…

Fu Wenchen hid her intense madness beneath her indifferent, cool exterior.

Yu Guiyao, meanwhile, was sweating as she familiarized herself with the wires. The starlet nearby watched her clumsy movements with a sneer of contempt.

Soon, the director shouted: “Action!”

In the darkness, Yu Guiyao, as the secret guard, hid in the shadows, carefully observing the situation ahead.

The waves rolled onto the shore with flecks of fluorescent light, accompanied by a sea breeze that drew people in.

Fu Wenchen, in her red attire, confronted the starlet amidst the “storm” created by the crew. Her acting was superb, making it easy to get lost in the scene. In contrast, the expression on the starlet’s face was a complete immersion-breaker.

The “rain” soaked Fu Wenchen through, the red fabric clinging to her body. Her face was pale, her gaze resolute—like a red rose battered by wind and rain, yet still covered in thorns.

The two soon began to fight. Fu Wenchen’s movements were fluid, but since she was playing an injured character, her actions were inevitably sluggish.

Yu Guiyao suddenly flew out. Her stable posture made it look as though she truly possessed the “Lightness Skill,” leaving the onlookers in temporary awe.

She learned that just by practicing for a bit?

The scene called for a rescue. Fu Wenchen naturally fell to the ground, and the starlet raised her sword to strike.

Perhaps due to a personal grudge, the strike was both fast and fierce. Under the moonlight, the sword glinted with a cold light that didn’t look like a prop.

For some reason, Yu Guiyao’s heart skipped a beat, and she lunged forward.

She grabbed the sword with her bare hand, successfully stopping the fierce assault. But the sharp blade sliced through her palm, and the tip pressed against her chest as blood instantly surged out.

“!!!”

Damn it! It’s a real sword! Using a real one… was she trying to kill Fu Wenchen?!

A surge of anger rose in her heart. Yu Guiyao spun and delivered a savage kick to the woman’s hand holding the sword, the force of it flipping the starlet entirely onto the ground.

The starlet was in agony, blood appearing at the corner of her mouth as she screamed: “Damn it, what the hell are you doing?!”

Yu Guiyao collapsed onto Fu Wenchen, soaked by the rain, her forehead covered in cold sweat from the pain.

Determined to finish the scene, she gave the woman beneath her a weak smile and said hoarsely: “Master… you told me not to come out, but I couldn’t help it…”

“You…”

Panic was already written all over Fu Wenchen’s face, her eyes filled with either tears or rain.

For the first time in her life, she broke her professional code. Before the director could even call “Cut,” she grabbed Yu Guiyao’s arm: “Your hand…”

“Call an ambulance! Now!” she screamed hysterically at the crew.

The initial wave of pain passed, and Yu Guiyao smiled to comfort her: “It’s okay, just a scratch.”

But to her surprise, the other woman flew into a rage. She violently ripped the black cloth from Yu Guiyao’s face and scolded her: “You idiot! You saw it looked like a real sword and you still jumped in front of it?”

“Do you want to die?!”