The Omega's Vow: Never Marry a Mama's Boy Alpha - Chapter 9
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The first time Gu Lin saw Wen Yan at the entrance of the Gu family estate, she had the same thought.
This woman was made for the silver screen, perfect as an actress in her lens.
She possessed a natural allure seven parts enchantment and three parts aloofness. Every frame of her facing the camera told a story.
The young lady of the Wen family.
Her fiancée.
The documents Qin Xia had gathered were still neatly placed by her bedside. Gu Lin had been too busy these past few days to look through them, never expecting to meet her again here.
Although Hengdian could be considered a scenic area, Gu Lin didn’t believe Wen Yan was there for sightseeing.
China had so many breathtaking landscapes and picturesque views.
If she wasn’t there for tourism, then her presence in Hengdian could only mean she was involved in film production.
Gu Lin stood outside the private room where her team members were gathered. After a moment’s thought, she decided not to enter and instead turned to look for Wen Yan.
Given their identities and relationship, this was hardly an ideal setting for a meeting.
But the arrow was already on the bowstring Gu Lin had no choice but to proceed.
From a distance, she spotted Wen Yan sitting across from a young man. Wen Yan’s expression was gentle, a faint smile gracing her lips, making her appear vibrant and full of life.
The young man bore a resemblance to her quiet, slender, and pale as if painted in ink.
Siblings?
Gu Lin breathed a sigh of relief and walked over.
The fifth young lady had no experience with striking up conversations, so her approach was straightforward and blunt.
“This isn’t a pickup line. I know I’m interrupting, but please give me three minutes.”
Under Wen Yan’s scrutinizing gaze, Gu Lin pulled a business card from the pocket of her work shirt and placed it on the table.
“My name is Lin Ye. I’m a recently graduated director, currently filming a movie in Hengdian.”
“The lead actress wasn’t up to par, so I let her go. Now I need a female actor with both good looks and solid acting skills.”
The card was made of plastic, black with gold lettering, exuding an understated luxury.
“Your appearance fits the bill perfectly. I’m wondering if you’d be interested?”
“The pay is substantial. I have the funds.”
That last line amused Wen Yan. She picked up the card without glancing at it, instead studying Lin Ye, a woman she’d only met once.
Lin Ye was tall and long-legged, dressed fashionably, with refined features. Just by her appearance, she seemed like an alpha who would be popular among omegas. Yet her words were blunt and impulsive, almost like a boorish person with no sense of decorum.
But that air of noble elegance and the confidence in her speech, how could she be a boor?
She seemed more like a wealthy young lady untouched by the mundane world.
People like her entering the film industry were often joked about as “poverty alleviation” they poured vast sums of money into realizing their cinematic visions, indifferent to the low returns.
After all, they had family fortunes to fall back on.
To be honest, Wen Yan was somewhat tempted. Not just for the money well, maybe a little but mainly for the chance to play the female lead. Even the most composed woman would feel a surge of impulsive excitement upon hearing those words.
“May I take a look at the script?”
Despite her excitement, Wen Yan still had her principles.
Lin Ye nodded, said “Wait a moment,” and returned to the private room to fetch the script.
Qin Xia, seeing her hurry back only to leave again immediately, asked with concern, “Director Lin, is something wrong?”
“Nothing’s wrong.” Lin Ye paused mid-step, thought for a moment, and decided to tell her assistant, “I ran into Wen Yan.”
Ah~ Director Lin’s fiancée.
Qin Xia sat down and continued munching on crayfish, only belatedly realizing something was amiss.
What! Director Lin’s fiancée is here too?
Qin Xia, who appeared to be Gu Lin’s assistant but was actually a mole planted by the actress Ye Lan, immediately sent a message to the actress.
[Madam! The Fifth Young Miss has met with Miss Wen!]
Rivalry was the script selected by the Fourth Young Miss, Gu Sisi, for Gu Lin. It was adapted from a popular online novel of the same name on Jinjiang.
According to Gu Sisi, this script had a broad reader base and an eye-catching plot. As long as the actors were decent, the box office performance for a debut work would definitely not disappoint.
Her intention was to let Gu Lin, who had just graduated from the American Film Institute, get some practice and adapt to the domestic rules and environment. Worried that her proud younger sister might be discouraged by box office failure, she chose this popular IP as a graduation and homecoming gift.
Gu Lin had always been obedient. If her sister told her to film it, she would, without asking why.
But since she was doing it, she had to do it well and make it perfect. She insisted on the best costumes, makeup, and props. Although she cast only newcomers, Gu Lin personally interviewed each one.
If someone made a mistake, they were replaced.
Free from the pressure of producers and investors, she gave her all, determined to make Rivalry the best it could be.
It was a story of political intrigue and human nature.
Set in an ancient fictional era, similar to the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the northern state of Qi and the southern state of Song were divided by the Yangtze River.
Qi was destroyed by the Turks from the grasslands, and the twelve-year-old prince, Qi Yan, was escorted to Song to seek refuge. Growing up amidst the mockery of the Song royal family and the urging of Qi’s ministers, he appeared to be an unremarkable Qi hostage on the surface but was, in truth, a cold and calculating prince bent on revenge.
The ruler of Song married off his least favored sixth princess to Qi Yan, fulfilling the request for a political marriage between the two states. However, when it came to sending troops, he kept delaying.
The sixth princess, Yi Feng, was the female lead.
She knew that Qi Yan’s current restraint was only for the sake of future revenge and rebuilding his state. As his wife, she would inevitably have to leave Song with him. Yi Feng, born to a palace maid, had endured humiliation since childhood and held no affection for the palace or the state. However, her younger sister, the thirteenth princess, was still very young. If she left, how could her sister survive alone in that predatory palace?
On the surface, the couple treated each other with respect and appeared harmonious, but in reality, they slept in the same bed with different dreams, each harboring their own schemes.
At this point, the story was still just an ordinary palace novel, with such character archetypes being a dime a dozen.
Wen Yan frowned and patiently read on.
The second female lead, Yue Zheng, was a courtesan not a top-tier beauty but a musician who sold her art, not her body. Originally from Qi, she was responsible for gathering and transmitting information for Qi Yan, playing a crucial role in the mission to restore their state.
She held no romantic feelings for Qi Yan; she simply wanted to bring her parents’ ashes back to their homeland.
Just as Qi Yan’s plans were progressing smoothly and the emperor was hesitating about lending him troops, Yi Feng used someone else’s hand to kill Yue Zheng, sabotaging the male lead’s plans.
With success slipping through his fingers, Qi Yan was devastated and fell into despair. Aside from drowning his sorrows in alcohol, he lingered in the arms of courtesans.
It was at this time that Yi Feng became pregnant, and a faint, ambiguous affection began to grow between the two. Yi Feng repeatedly urged Qi Yan to abandon his quest to restore his state and live out his days as a carefree consort, enjoying a peaceful life.
Qi Yan struggled, pondering the purpose of all the hardships he had endured since his youth. Was it all for the elusive dream of restoring his fallen kingdom?
He was on the verge of agreeing.
At that moment, the murderer of Le Zheng was found. The culprit confessed that he had been incited by Yi Feng to harass Le Zheng. He never intended to kill her, he merely wanted to taste the allure of this Kunze.
He never expected her to be so fiercely unyielding, choosing death over submission.
All the shallow affection he once held vanished, transforming into overwhelming rage and hatred. Qi Yan personally forced Yi Feng to drink the abortion potion, severing all ties and possibilities between them.
He descended into complete darkness, his actions becoming ruthless and decisive. To compel the Song Kingdom to dispatch troops, he did not hesitate to hand over the defense plans of the Yangtze River to the Turks.
He aimed to lure the enemy out, to make the Song royal family taste the nightmares of his youth. Only then would the Song emperor have no choice but to send his army. When the time came, Qi Yan would take the initiative in battle, reclaiming every inch of lost territory at the cost of his enemies’ blood.
But reality struck him hard, shattering his illusions. The Song Kingdom, weakened over time, stood no chance against the Turks’ iron cavalry. Their defeat was swift and devastating.
The kingdom fell, cities were destroyed, and rivers of blood flowed. Once again, he was thrown back to the age of twelve, reliving the nightmare that had haunted him all his life.
The people of the Song capital were packing their belongings and fleeing for their lives including the lofty emperor himself.
And his long-unseen wife, the Sixth Princess, Yi Feng.
Yi Feng, holding her younger sister’s hand, asked Qi Yan before leaving, “Will you escape with us?”
Qi Yan shook his head.
He could never escape this hell, the hell he had created with his own hands.
He had struggled all his life, like a whirlwind spinning in place, only to end up with nothing.
Facing the direction of his fallen capital, Qi Yan took his own life at home.