The Scummy Alpha Who Transmigrated Into a Book Was Tricked by the Actress Omega - Chapter 28
“Sister?”
The words that slipped from Du Zuilan’s lips instantly snapped Yan Xunzhen out of her wandering thoughts. Her eyelashes fluttered, and after a brief pause, she responded with a barely noticeable hint of fluster, “Hmm.”
Du Zuilan’s makeup was always on the lighter side after all, her natural features were already flawless, requiring only minimal enhancement. But no matter how simple, smudged lipstick still needed a touch-up.
She had anticipated this, which was why a tube of light beige lipstick sat waiting under the fill light, positioned conveniently between them.
The lipstick was quite far from Du Zuilan but conveniently close to Yan Xunzhen.
Realizing Du Zuilan’s intention, Yan Xunzhen gently picked up the lipstick, twisted it open to reveal the creamy bullet, and was about to hand it over when she noticed Du Zuilan had slightly moved out of frame.
Leaning closer, Yan Xunzhen’s slender neck arched slightly with the motion, making it all the more tempting to reach out and hold.
Du Zuilan’s posture was open and unreserved, her lipstick slightly faded from earlier activities, leaving only the soft curve of her lips exposed.
A faint, imperceptible glimmer of amusement flickered in her deep eyes as she murmured, “Sister, could you help me touch it up?”
Yan Xunzhen had no reason to refuse.
Originally seated behind the camera, her movement caused the hem of her dress to sway, inevitably bringing half of her figure into the frame.
Though Du Zuilan had edged slightly out of view, the sharp, elegant line of her jaw remained visible enough to send the live chat into a frenzy, with waves of comments flooding in as the atmosphere between them grew increasingly sapphic.
[OMG, who is this “sister”? That arm is gorgeous, and that waist, I can’t even.]
[It’s just lipstick, so why am I imagining something else?!]
[For a second, I don’t know who to envy more.jpg]
Naturally, Yan Xunzhen didn’t see the comments. Rarely did she help others with makeup, so her movements were still somewhat unpracticed. She leaned in slightly, closing the distance between them, her cascading hair obscuring most of her face only the delicate tip of her nose remained visible.
The lipstick carried a faint cocoa scent as it glided over Du Zuilan’s lips, the color softly blending at the cupid’s bow, leaving no doubt about how sweet she was.
Du Zuilan’s eyes curved into a smile, sparkling like stars. “Thank you, sister.”
She seemed to glance at the questions in the chat before responding lightly, “Well, you could say she’s my assistant.”
Yan Xunzhen didn’t mind being referred to as an “assistant sister” at all. But now that her flawlessly slender figure had accidentally made an appearance on camera, she retreated with slightly flushed ears after finishing the touch-up.
Her phone was still on Du Zuilan’s live stream, and only then did she realize just how enthusiastically the audience was shipping them.
[I declare, the assistant-celebrity pairing has my heart.]
[This sister’s figure is unreal, and that fleeting glimpse of her profile perfection. They’re such a match.]
[Can you tell us who she is?!]
Du Zuilan merely chuckled softly, deflecting with ease. “She really is just my assistant. She’s not in the entertainment industry, so I won’t be sharing her identity.”
Some in the chat even asked about her relationship with Yan Xunzhen.
Her relationship with Yan Xunzhen, Du Zuilan’s gaze remained calm and unreadable, though her heart couldn’t help but race before settling. In the end, she stuck to the script her manager had given her: “Xunzhen and I are good friends.”
【Why was Sister so miserable before?】
【Damn, I wish I had a rich bestie like that too】
【Zuilan, how did you two meet?】
Du Zuilan smiled: “She helped me out of a tough spot. To be precise, we haven’t known each other for very long, but she—”
“Pulled me out of a hopeless darkness.”
Her voice was soft, the last word almost dissipating into the air, yet Yan Xunzhen heard it clearly.
Snapping out of her brief silence, she continued watching the scrolling comments with a gentle smile. “Yes, I really like the character Yun Xian. We’ve been filming these days, and it might take a while before we wrap up.”
“Where are we in filming? That’s a secret,” Du Zuilan blinked playfully. “But we’ll be shooting a very important scene in a few days. I’m quite nervous.”
“Favorite food?”
It was rare for Du Zuilan to talk this much at once, and her throat felt a little dry, though her voice remained clear. She coughed lightly, as if carefully considering, before answering after a pause, “I like fish and shrimp. For drinks something refreshing.”
A soft clink came from the kitchen.
Soon after, hurried footsteps grew closer. Auntie Li, beaming, placed a plate of freshly baked cookies promised earlier on the nearby table.
Her tone was cheerful, though she kept her voice low. “Miss, Miss Du, I’ll leave these here.”
Unaware that the two weren’t livestreaming together (older folks aren’t always up to speed with new trends), Auntie Li couldn’t help asking, “Miss, aren’t you joining Miss Du for the livestream?”
Yan Xunzhen froze for a second before quickly raising a finger to her lips in a quieting gesture, worried Auntie Li might disrupt the stream.
Realizing her mistake, Auntie Li nervously clutched her apron and stepped back.
Du Zuilan’s slender hand gently covered Auntie Li’s rough palm in reassurance, showing no annoyance at the interruption. Instead, she said softly, “It’s alright. Thank you, Auntie Li.”
Her gentleness effortlessly eased worries. Auntie Li sighed in relief but remained standing where she was. Yan Xunzhen also relaxed, speaking calmly, “Auntie Li, you can go back to your work now.”
“Continue.”
Her voice carried an authoritative yet elegant tone, befitting her status giving a glimpse of the formidable presence of “President Yan.” Yet when addressing Du Zuilan, her words were tender and caring.
Just those few sentences sent the chat into another frenzy, even livelier than when Tang Ying first appeared and showered gifts. Everyone was buzzing about the legendary “wealthy heiress,” eager to catch a glimpse of her.
【Miss?! Is this the famous Young Miss Yan?】
【I was wondering from the start, this luxurious backdrop, is Zuilan livestreaming from President Yan’s home?!】
【Just when I started shipping them, you pull this on me. Whatever, CEO and celebrity is also a great pairing!】
【Wait, is this the legendary love triangle?】
Almost no one connected the “assistant sister” who had just touched up Du Zuilan’s makeup to this version of Yan Xunzhen.
Even at her worst, the scummy Alpha had only mingled within her own circles and rarely attended Jun Yan’s events, so few recognized her. Most people wouldn’t even guess what Yan Xunzhen actually looked like.
Moreover, “Assistant Sister” moved with such gentleness, clearly the kind of companionship that blossoms into love over time, like Tang Ying and Yu Tutu. As for Miss Yan and Du Zuilan anyone who says sugar daddies and young stars aren’t a great pairing better stand up right now!
The barrage of comments was ablaze with discussion.
Yan Xunzhen couldn’t help but rub her temples:
What even is this?
A battlefield? Me fighting myself?
Du Zuilan seemed completely oblivious to the barrage, merely glancing at the time before smiling softly. “Hmm… time’s almost up. Thank you all for joining me today. Is there anything else you’d like to ask or see me do?”
[I want to hear Zuilan sing!!]
[Seconding the singing request!]
[I wanna see her dance, wuwu, Zuilan’s figure is so gorgeous~]
[Sing! Or say something sweet to us, hehe~]
Yan Xunzhen hadn’t known Du Zuilan could sing.
The original novel mentioned her obsession with acting. Once, the scummy alpha, irritated by her intense focus on a script, pointed to a talent show on TV and demanded she perform like those idols in front of her.
Being an idol wasn’t the issue but Du Zuilan was an actress, and the scummy alpha’s demands always carried malicious humiliation. Back then, Du Zuilan had just recovered from a fall off a balcony, her legs still unhealed. How could she possibly jump around and sing?
Du Zuilan refused, stubbornly silent.
Enough was enough, if it came to it, she’d rather perish together than submit.
Yan Xunzhen snapped out of her thoughts, her gaze returning to Du Zuilan, who wore a beautiful white satin ribbon tied in a bow around her neck.
Her face was radiant with a gentle, carefree smile, her spirits high. Gone were the baseless rumors and the torment of that scummy alpha. She was well taken care of now, like a little rose lovingly nurtured.
Her little rose pondered for a moment before selecting an old song.
The melody was unfamiliar to Yan Xunzhen a quiet, lively piano intro, later joined by other instruments. When Du Zuilan began to sing, Yan Xunzhen found herself holding her breath.
Du Zuilan’s enunciation carried a unique charm, making even the old song feel fresh and fitting.
Yan Xunzhen hadn’t heard it before, but it suddenly reminded her of a famous old song from her original world.
As the final notes lingered, Du Zuilan’s gaze shifted slightly away from the camera.
Her eyes, faint yet deliberate, settled on Yan Xunzhen as she smiled softly. “Did you like it?”
Of course.
It was beautiful.
A faint smile curled Yan Xunzhen’s lips as she nodded.
After the livestream ended, the two of them lapsed into a brief, mutual silence. Du Zuilan’s phone buzzed incessantly with Weibo notifications. After a quiet moment, she turned off the alerts, rose from the couch, and moved closer to where Yan Xunzhen sat.
“Thank you, Assistant Sister?”
Yan Xunzhen snapped back to reality, amused by how the netizens had forced her into a split personality. “Mm.”
“Oh, and once you finish filming this drama, things might get busy again,” Yan Xunzhen said, knowing her dreams well unaware she sounded like a puppy wagging its tail in pride. “You can choose whatever roles you want to take next. Junyan Entertainment will fully support you.”
“You’ve probably already received the new contract, right?”
A contract so generous even an actress of Tang Ying’s caliber might not get such terms, it was practically Yan Xunzhen working for her.
Du Zuilan smiled gently, “You’re giving me too much.”
Yan Xunzhen suddenly leaned in close to her for a fleeting moment.
Acting on impulse, she drew near for just an instant, then casually picked up a cookie from the plate on the table as if to mask her action.
Her ears flushed crimson: “Mhm, I’ll be waiting for you to pay me, your assistant.”