Transmigrated as the Top-Tier Alpha's Secretly Married Ex-Wife - Chapter 10

Chapter 10

The other guests soon returned. When Sun Qiuqiu saw Mo Xian, she suspected her eyes were deceiving her. After rubbing them for a long time, she confirmed it was Mo Xian. She became excited but restrained herself fiercely, making small, nervous movements. Netizens were amused by her cute and expressive personality.

While Su Tuantuan was washing vegetables, Sun Qiuqiu leaned over and whispered, “A huge celebrity is standing right in front of you, and you’re not excited at all? Su Tuantuan, are you even an Omega?”

Su Tuantuan rubbed a vegetable stalk expressionlessly. “There are so many idols. Do I have to gush over every Alpha?”

Sun Qiuqiu suspected she was being sarcastic and reached out to tickle her underarm. “I don’t gush over just anyone, only A-Xian! Su Tuantuan, are you really not coming with me? I’ll cover the round-trip airfare and even help you ask the director for time off! Isn’t that loyal enough?”

Su Tuantuan helplessly scooped the washed vegetables into a draining basket. “Why does it have to be me? Wouldn’t it be the same if you asked someone else?”

Sun Qiuqiu’s eyes turned red with grievance. “I like you, and I don’t want to go with anyone else.”

Su Tuantuan: “…”

She didn’t give a definite answer. “We’ll see.”

After all, she also had a ticket now.

Sun Qiuqiu was a bit sulky when Su Tuantuan still didn’t agree, but during the live broadcast, she didn’t embarrass Su Tuantuan in front of the netizens.

Su Tuantuan had figured out that Sun Qiuqiu, as a girl, wasn’t annoying; she was just straightforward and needed to express everything.

Those who liked this kind of personality would find her lively and preventing awkward silence.

But those who didn’t would find her noisy.

Su Tuantuan didn’t want to hurt the girl.

They were allowed to use their phones at night since the cameras were off.

Someone in the crew chat for the drama Full Moon forwarded a compilation video of Mo Xian’s previous concerts.

Crew Member Xiao Liu: “@SuTuantuan, Jie Jie Tuantuan, could you help me get an autograph from A-Xian? Just one is fine! We didn’t expect A-Xian to join the show! Forget it if it’s too much trouble.”

As soon as that message appeared, a flood of replies followed.

Makeup Artist A: “Can you? Can you? Jie Jie Tuantuan, I want one too!”

Makeup Artist C: “Me too!!! Jie Jie Tuantuan, you’re the best, woo woo woo!”

Su Tuantuan: “…”

Before she could figure out how to reply, she saw Qiao Yanran’s message.

Qiao Yanran: “You should go get your own autographs! One or two is fine, but how can my Jie Jie bring herself to ask for so many!! Let the director ask A-Xian’s company! Kill two birds with one stone, hahaha!”

This was actually a good idea.

Su Tuantuan held back a smile, then saw Qiao Yanran continue, “@Director, don’t pretend to be dead! I know you’re lurking. It’s just one signed photo. Do you dare? If you get it, I’ll treat you to barbecue!”

The director, being tagged, had to respond.

Director: “Alright, alright, I’ll go, I’ll go. I don’t know how I ended up with such a mischievous god-like person.”

But the text was full of affection.

Qiao Yanran was resourceful and quite popular on the set. It really wasn’t appropriate for someone of Su Tuantuan’s status to ask Mo Xian for so many signed photos. Any refusal from Su Tuantuan would also seem mean-spirited.

If she and Mo Xian were of similar standing, it would be a small favor.

But given their awkward ex-wife relationship, and Su Tuantuan still being a minor celebrity, asking for so many looked like a cheap attempt at wholesale, which was degrading.

Su Tuantuan sent a private message to Qiao Yanran, “Yanran, thank you.”

Qiao Yanran: “Hehehe / You’re welcome, Jie Jie. Are you taking time off next week to see A-Xian’s concert? How did you get the tickets? Can you share the secret with me?”

Su Tuantuan was slightly stunned. “You want to go too?”

By saying this, she was essentially admitting she was going to A-Xian’s concert.

Qiao Yanran: “Hiss / Hiss / Yes, I want to! Who would want to miss A-Xian’s stage? I missed the last one, and I heard there aren’t many 10th-anniversary shows left. Besides Haicheng, I can’t make it to any others. I really, really want to go.”

Su Tuantuan paused her finger.

Qiao Yanran and Mo Xian were the female leads in the original novel, so helping the female lead see the female lead’s concert—

That counted as doing a good deed, right?

Su Tuantuan turned her head to look at Sun Qiuqiu, who was losing every game she played, was wearing a face mask, and was sulking with her back to Su Tuantuan.

She was curled up, looking like a grumpy bear.

Su Tuantuan called out to her.

Sun Qiuqiu didn’t turn her head. “What?”

She was being awkward and childish in her tone.

Su Tuantuan cleared her throat. “Do you still have that spare ticket? I’ll go to the concert with you.”

Sun Qiuqiu’s face immediately lit up. She turned around excitedly to face Su Tuantuan. Seeing Su Tuantuan’s calm expression, she realized her reaction was inappropriate. She stopped her excitement, moved her butt back a little, and said reluctantly.

“Didn’t you not want to go? Didn’t you not want to go with me? Why do you want to go now?”

Su Tuantuan found her sour look adorable.

“Oh, I suddenly have time. If you don’t need me to go, then forget it—”

Su Tuantuan pulled at her blanket, pretending to go to sleep. “Anyway, I’m quite busy with work, and it’s not like…”

“Go! Go! I’ll take you with me!!”

Sun Qiuqiu couldn’t keep up the act. She jumped off the bed, rushed to Su Tuantuan’s bedside, and gave her a bear hug. “Tuantuan, I love you to death!”

Su Tuantuan shoved her away in mock disgust. Sun Qiuqiu laughed, hummed a tune, and went to wash her face.

Su Tuantuan sighed in relief and saw the message from Qiao Yanran.

Qiao Yanran: “But tickets are really hard to get. I reposted a few major fan giveaways today and didn’t win any! Jie Jie, please take lots of videos for me then!”

Qiao Yanran: “Hiss / Hiss / Who wouldn’t be captivated by A-Xian’s stunning beauty!”

Su Tuantuan: “I have an extra ticket.”

Su Tuantuan: “I’ll treat you to go.”

Everyone had gone back to their rooms. Mo Xian couldn’t sleep, so she sat alone in the courtyard, watching the stars.

Sun Qiuqiu’s shouting could be heard from the small wooden cabin, occasionally punctuated by Su Tuantuan’s laughter.

Mo Xian thought about it. With so many people around, it wasn’t a good idea to knock on Su Tuantuan’s door.

She felt a sense of melancholy.

Su Tuantuan was her ex-wife, but apart from her phone number, Mo Xian had no other contact information for her, and even if she did, she wouldn’t know how to initiate contact.

In public, the two were like strangers. Su Tuantuan’s gaze could pass right over her to focus on someone else.

This wasn’t right.

It was very wrong.

If there had been genuine feelings, even if she had truly let go, it would be impossible to be completely unperturbed.

Besides, Su Tuantuan’s acting shouldn’t be that good, should it?

She clearly heard laughter on the set during their line reading.

Mo Xian still went and knocked on Su Tuantuan’s door.

The laughter inside immediately stopped. Su Tuantuan’s lazy voice came through. “Who is it?”

Mo Xian cleared her throat. “It’s me, Mo Xian. I came to ask if you have any extra mosquito coils.”

Her legs had been bitten by many mosquitoes all afternoon. There were mosquito coils in her room, but she couldn’t find an excuse to talk to Su Tuantuan privately.

“One moment!”

Su Tuantuan answered. Mo Xian actually felt a little nervous. When she realized this, she was very surprised.

It was just seeing Su Tuantuan. Why should she be nervous?

In less than half a minute, the door opened. Sun Qiuqiu was wearing a jacket over her pajamas, her hair, which had been messy like dog fur just moments ago, was smoothly tucked behind her ears.

She was holding a mosquito coil and shyly smoothed her hair.

“A-Xian, here you go.”

Mo Xian was taller than her. She glanced past her into the room. Su Tuantuan was sitting on the bed, presumably playing a game, holding her phone horizontally and wearing headphones as she directed. “Ding Zhao, can you handle it? Go with Yanran!”

Mo Xian’s eyes darkened slightly. She drew her gaze back, meeting Sun Qiuqiu’s star-struck eyes.

Sun Qiuqiu looked knowingly at her. “You think she’s pretty too, don’t you?”

Mo Xian didn’t know how to answer immediately.

Su Tuantuan, sitting there playing a game, was only wearing a camisole nightgown, but it didn’t look overly sexy. Her skin looked like it had been bathed in milk, like silk, making one want to touch it.

Mo Xian’s thoughts were interrupted here.

“I think she’s really pretty too. If A-Xian likes her, you can consider it. I’ll help you pursue her!”

Sun Qiuqiu leaned in and whispered. “I’m taking her with me to your concert in Haicheng!”

Mo Xian realized Sun Qiuqiu had misunderstood. She took the mosquito coil and explained, “That’s not what’s happening.”

Sun Qiuqiu’s gaze lingered on the swaying mosquito coil in Mo Xian’s hand, hinting, “Really?”

Mo Xian only felt embarrassed. “It’s not what you think.”

Without giving Sun Qiuqiu a chance to gossip further, she turned and returned to her room.

Su Tuantuan’s gaze moved away from the screen. She watched Sun Qiuqiu gleefully close the door, didn’t ask what the two had talked about, and just continued playing her game.

The next two days of the live broadcast went smoothly. Since it was the last episode, the games weren’t very complicated. After a heartwarming interaction, everyone announced their departure.

The comment section was full of people expressing their reluctance to say goodbye.

Su Tuantuan had even gained a rare handful of fans.

: “Tuantuan is so cute! I’m going to miss her, woo woo woo.”

: “Tuantuan, keep up the good work in acting, and come out to more variety shows. Otherwise, we don’t know how we’ll get to see you.”

A few sporadic fans were interspersed in the flood of comments, standing out particularly for those who were watching closely.

A “Guang Xian” replied, “Your Jie Jie‘s acting is poor, and her professional ability is lacking. What director would dare hire her? This might be the last variety show she attends.”

: “LOL, someone is actually a fan of Su Tuantuan. What notable work does she have besides leeching off others’ fame?”

The ridicule was in full force, but there were also those who defended her.

: “Even as a passerby, I think this is excessive. Su Tuantuan didn’t do anything heinous, did she? Why are people always calling for her head?”

: “Two days ago, I posted on Weibo complimenting Su Tuantuan’s cuteness, and some people chased me into my DMs to curse at me, asking if I’d never seen a woman in my life. Honestly, some fans are bullies.”

However, these discussions were quickly scrolled past.

In the live camera, Su Tuantuan wore a white T-shirt and a jumper dress, smiling as she said goodbye to everyone.

Her smile was like a green shoot emerging from under thick snow after a long winter.

It was vibrant, new, and full of natural, down-to-earth vitality.

When the live camera was turned off, Su Tuantuan went back to her room to pack her luggage. Sun Qiuqiu had to leave early but had reminded her not to forget their agreement before she left.

The room soon fell silent.

Su Tuantuan was crouching down, folding clothes, when she heard the door close. She didn’t lift her head. “Has the car arrived? Wait a moment; I’ll be ready soon.”

No one answered.

Su Tuantuan sensed something was wrong. She looked up and saw Mo Xian, wearing a bucket hat and a mask, covering her already small face completely. Dressed all in black, she was standing there waiting.

Su Tuantuan raised an eyebrow. “A-Xian? Is something wrong?”

Mo Xian reversed her hand and locked the door, carefully observing Su Tuantuan’s eyes. She felt Su Tuantuan’s expression was too composed, too nonchalant.

She squeezed her palm; her hands were sweating. “Su Tuantuan, since you didn’t like me, why did you cling to me and insist on marrying me back then?”