The Scummy Alpha Who Transmigrated Into a Book Was Tricked by the Actress Omega - Chapter 15

The sunlight filtered through the wooden window lattice, softened by the rustling leaves, casting rippling, fish-scale-like shadows that painted a tranquil scene over the two figures.

Gu Yueli, playing the role of the junior sister A’Ning, spoke in a sweet yet firm tone, her eyes curved into crescents as she insisted on applying medicine to Yun Xian, portrayed by Du Zuilán.

Yun Xian froze for a moment, her expression flickering with a mix of bewildered hesitation and dazed reluctance.

“Yunxian, you’re really brave.”

Yunxian shook her head slightly, instinctively trying to pull her leg back, but the movement was halted by the girl across from her.

“No!”

A’Ning pressed her lips together, her gaze innocent yet stubborn, though not at all foolish. “I’m your senior sister. This is what I should do. Besides.”

“Your sister entrusted me to take good care of you. If I let her down, she’d be heartbroken too!”

The two performed the scene seamlessly. On the other side of the camera, the director scrutinized their micro-expressions, silently marveling at the conflicted struggle etched across Du Zuilan’s face.

“Cut!”

The director clapped. “Great, that’s a wrap!”

Du Zuilán rose from the simple wooden bed, carefully adjusting her costume before standing properly, waiting to see if the director had further instructions.

Gu Yueli had no more scenes scheduled for the day. Finally relaxing, she leaned casually against a table, flipping through her script before chuckling. “Wow, today’s shoot was a real battlefield.”

The director didn’t catch the meaning of “battlefield” but glanced at the upcoming scenes. “Yunxian’s possessiveness toward her sister, her gratitude toward A’Ning, and the upcoming confrontations between Yun Xian and her sister, all of these need careful preparation.”

Du Zuilan nodded softly. “Thank you, Director.”

After a moment of thought, the director added, “The female lead, Tang Ying hasn’t joined the set yet. You’ll need to polish your scenes with her later, alright?”

Du Zuilan naturally had no objections. Securing this supporting role had already been a stroke of luck, this was a high-budget production, after all. And Tang Ying? A bona fide movie queen, only gracing this TV drama as a favor due to her friendship with one of the investors.

Working with someone like Tang Ying simply required professionalism. Rumor had it that while she was gentle, she wasn’t easy to get close to.

The set buzzed with activity as evening approached. Most of the crew packed up in small groups, ready to take a break.

Gu Yueli, exhausted from days of filming, couldn’t wait to leave and waved goodbye immediately. Du Zuilan, however, lingered a little longer. Her assistant brought over a boxed meal from the set. Unfussy, she found a quiet corner and opened it in silence.

Only then did she notice the meal had improved significantly from before: high-protein beef, light vegetables nutritious yet diet-friendly, enough to stave off hunger without sabotaging an actress’s figure.

For a fleeting moment, Du Zuilan’s thoughts drifted.

Despite the production’s scale, boxed meals were still constrained by on-set limitations. Who else could have arranged this?

The distraction vanished as quickly as it came. She ate in small, soundless bites, her composure unbroken.

The assistant glanced at her phone for a moment, watching as Du Zuilan prepared to close her lunchbox. Finally, with some hesitation, she mustered the courage to ask softly, “Sister Du, um… would you be willing to move somewhere else to live?”

Just then, a crew member approached and said, “Sister Du, your scenes for today are done. Thank you for your hard work. You can just leave the costume in the dressing room later.”

Du Zuilan responded, “Mm, thank you.”

She began to remove the heavy, slightly soiled costume jacket when she noticed the assistant stumbling over her words, her sentence cut off mid-way, leaving her red-faced and struggling to continue.

Du Zuilan, ever considerate, asked gently, “What were you saying earlier?”

The assistant exhaled, finally picking up where she left off: “I mean, I wanted to ask if you’d be willing to move to a place with better conditions.”

Du Zuilan smiled faintly, her eyes curving sweetly, radiating warmth and an innocence that made hearts flutter. Her words carried a hint of amusement: “Even if I were willing, there’s nothing I can do. All the nearby hotels are fully booked. The place I’m staying now is fine.”

The assistant grew anxious. “But, Sister Du, it’s just that.”

Her voice grew quieter, as if she were feeling somewhat guilty: “President! President Yan said to ask if you’d be open to moving somewhere else.”

“Move where?”

The assistant faltered, looking as though she were pleading for help, stammering without giving a clear answer.

Du Zuilan’s expression remained unreadable.

Standing up, she removed the heavy outer costume, revealing a simple wide-strapped tank top underneath. Her fair, delicate shoulders glowed like fine jade under the gentle caress of the setting sun, while a faint hint of citrusy wine lingered in the air.

She spoke slowly, “In that case…”

“In that case, could you listen to what I have to say first before considering it?”

A sharp click of high heels followed the sound of a door shutting. Then came the gentle voice of a woman.

The newcomer was none other than Yan Xunzhen.

Today, she wasn’t wearing the flashy, alluring dresses typical of her original self. Instead, she had opted for a crisp shirt and blazer. The tailored trousers accentuated her slender waist, while the slightly loosened collar perhaps from fatigue revealed a hint of her delicate collarbone.

Despite the sharp attire, her demeanor was warm and composed. Her long hair, tucked behind her ears, framed a face so naturally radiant it needed no makeup. “Is that alright?” she asked.

Du Zuilan lowered her gaze but didn’t object.

Yan Xunzhen relaxed her posture slightly, softening her presence before continuing, “I know you must have reservations after all, I really wasn’t a good person before.”

She chuckled self-deprecatingly, she really wanted to slap the original scumbag Alpha twice. “But first, I’m not that person anymore. I won’t do anything to you; you can rest assured on that. Second, aside from my place being close to your set, it also offers the best privacy. Whether you come or go, you won’t be photographed.”

“Lastly, and what I consider most important,” Yan Xunzhen looked up, her eyes filled with sincerity and concern, “is that the chairman of Tianneng Group, the one who previously tried to harass you has had people frequently appearing in the area lately. I’m worried they might cause you harm, so I’d like to invite you to stay at my estate for the time being.”

“Once this matter is resolved, I’ll arrange another place for you. I hope you don’t mind.”

A gentle evening breeze carried a faint warmth mingled with a subtle fragrance. Unconsciously, Yan Xunzhen’s ears turned red. She coughed lightly and took half a step back.

Yet the pure sincerity and hope in her gaze, moist yet burning, irresistibly called to mind a large, fluffy dog, adorable and heart-meltingly endearing.

Yan Xunzhen asked, “So, do you agree?”

Du Zuilàn didn’t respond. She merely picked up the costume in her hand and made as if to leave.

Unable to hold back, Yan Xunzhen spoke again, “Could you at least think about it?”

“I need to pack my things.”

Du Zuilàn paused, her tone calm, yet it sent a bittersweet surge of joy through Yan Xunzhen’s heart.

Du Zuilàn’s assistant hadn’t been wrong her living conditions were far too shabby.

Yan Xunzhen knew the scumbag alpha and Du Zuilàn’s mother had forbidden her from returning home, and that all nearby hotels were fully booked. But she couldn’t help wondering weren’t there rental apartments available?

Surveying the area, the only thing that stood out was the dilapidated building before them. The motion-sensor lights in the dark stairwell were broken, forcing them to rely on phone flashlights to avoid tripping over the shadowed steps.

After a moment’s hesitation, Yan Xunzhen couldn’t help but say, “This place really isn’t suitable for you. Why not rent an apartment nearby?”

Du Zuilàn wore the same cardigan she’d had on at the hospital, its soft yellow hue making her look like a young girl. Yet her serene, unreadable expression lent her a fragile beauty. Holding her keys, she replied flatly, “Rentals require a deposit plus three months’ rent upfront, or a full-year lease. I can’t afford it.”

Even if Du Zuilàn wasn’t at the peak of her career, she was still a recognizable actress. How could she not even have enough to rent an apartment?!

Yan Xunzhen frowned, then suddenly realized, the scumbag alpha likely gave her little money, and with a mother like hers, she might genuinely have nothing.

How could life be this harsh for her?

Regretting her words, Yan Xunzhen fell silent and quietly followed her inside.

The room was as cramped as in the photos, the only difference being how meticulously clean Du Zuilàn kept it. Everything was neatly organized, clothes and toiletries arranged with care.

Packing went quickly so efficiently that Yan Xunzhen and the assistant barely had to help. All her belongings fit into just two suitcases, ready to be carried away with ease.

The recent activity had left Du Zuilàn’s cheeks faintly flushed, giving her a soft, endearing appearance.

Standing up, she glanced around the room, the blush on her face fading slightly. Her slender frame hurried to the bedside table, where she crouched down, her delicate ankles looking as if they might snap with the slightest pressure.

Yan Xunzhen cast a somewhat puzzled glance her way and noticed she was holding a notebook in her hand.

Du Zuilan’s delicate face bore an expression that was both relieved and slightly worried. She pretended to glance back at Yan Xunzhen casually.

Yan Xunzhen was utterly confused.

Had the original novel mentioned anything about this notebook? Or could it be something else perhaps Du Zuilan’s diary?

Yan Xunzhen wondered to herself, “Du Zuilan, did she have a habit of keeping a diary?”

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