Transmigrated as the Top-Tier Alpha's Secretly Married Ex-Wife - Chapter 12

Chapter 12

“Sister, I really have to thank you today. If you hadn’t contacted Mo Xian’s staff, I might still be waiting there for a long time…”

When Qiao Yanran returned, she was clearly frightened, trembling and barely daring to look up. Su Tuantuan had already sent Sun Qiuqiu away, fearing a clash between Sun Qiuqiu and Qiao Yanran.

Sun Qiuqiu was infuriated and was definitely sleeping in a different room tonight, heading back to City A tomorrow by herself.

Su Tuantuan didn’t ask much. “Go take a shower, and don’t overthink anything.”

To attend a concert without intentionally exposing one’s identity, covering up completely is necessary. But Haicheng was so hot, the summer night air was humid and carried a salty sea breeze. Even though the venue was open-air, the wind could easily blow a hat off when the sky darkened.

Therefore, she didn’t believe Qiao Yanran did it on purpose.

Moreover, Qiao Yanran only had a crush on Mo Xian. Given her current career status as a rising young star, she wouldn’t go to great lengths to ride this wave of popularity just for Mo Xian.

It would be much better to hype up Mo Xian’s guest role and her collaboration with Mo Xian.

At least that would be aboveboard.

Qiao Yanran finally looked up, her eyes red-rimmed, her fair skin having a red spot on the tip of her nose. It looked like she had been crying for a long time. She timidly asked, “Sister, are you not mad at me?”

She sniffed, letting out a sob. “You gave me the ticket, but I completely messed it up. Now they will definitely say I’m latching onto A-Xian’s fame, that I did it on purpose, but… I didn’t.”

“It’s not that serious.”

Su Tuantuan gently ruffled her hair, which was messy from the sea breeze. “It’s not that serious. You have to trust your company, and you have to trust Mo Xian’s company.”

No matter how exaggerated this incident became, it was simply an artist attending a top star’s concert, which wasn’t a huge deal.

The problem was that the ticket’s location was from a fan giveaway.

A celebrity attending a concert while being a known fan would lead to them being scrutinized, even if there was nothing fishy going on.

The marketing accounts were so eager to stir up trouble because they had already tasted the sweetness of Su Tuantuan piggybacking on Mo Xian’s name.

The topics and popularity surged, and money poured in.

They didn’t care if it was true or false.

Besides, Qiao Yanran was noticeably more famous than Su Tuantuan.

Qiao Yanran hugged her towel and headed to the bathroom. Before entering, she looked back at Su Tuantuan. “Sister, the one who drove me back was A-Xian’s assistant. I didn’t see A-Xian, and she didn’t contact me.”

Su Tuantuan was slightly surprised, pondering the meaning behind Qiao Yanran’s words.

Then Qiao Yanran added, “I’m just an ordinary fan. My interaction with A-Xian only started with the last guest appearance.”

Qiao Yanran seemed to be a keen observer of people. “When A-Xian guest-starred last time, she acted in two scenes with you. It was because she was more familiar with you than with me. She didn’t leave after filming and stayed there. I don’t think she was watching the filming effect; I think she was watching you. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have immediately saved you when you fell into the water.”

Su Tuantuan was astonished. Qiao Yanran continued, “I think A-Xian likes you. If today’s incident had happened to you, A-Xian would probably feel better. Anyway, I’m really sorry. It’s all my fault. I hope you don’t misunderstand.”

She lifted her eyes, which were filled with utmost sincerity. “No matter how the marketing accounts spin it in the future, I will have nothing to do with A-Xian.”

Seeing Su Tuantuan not respond, she carried her towel into the bathroom.

The situation had been clearly explained, but Su Tuantuan was left reeling.

Wait, was Qiao Yanran assuring her, or was she explaining herself?

She and Mo Xian had nothing going on!

But the way Qiao Yanran spoke, it sounded like Mo Xian liked her, and she also liked Mo Xian through her fan account???

This was completely wrong, utterly wrong.

The script was totally messed up!

Su Tuantuan paced the room anxiously. The internet had indeed erupted.

But Mo Xian’s company and Qiao Yanran’s company were quite quick to act.

Qiao Yanran’s company posted a Weibo for her.

Qiao Yanran V: “Just went to a concert together, didn’t expect my image to hit rock bottom. Please leave the child some dignity. Sadness emoji”

The accompanying image was a meme of Qiao Yanran’s expression after her hat was blown away by the wind.

Qiao Yanran was covering her wildly flying hair.

Caption: Where is my hair?

Below, a netizen asked how to explain the fan status.

Qiao Yanran V: “Would you believe me if I said a friend gave it to me? My friend couldn’t go, so they gave me the ticket. I didn’t expect everyone’s imagination to run wild!”

Her Weibo client was completely different from the small fan account’s mobile interface.

The two accounts also had no timeline overlap, and even the writing styles were totally different.

It was hard for anyone to believe it was the same person.

A bunch of netizens were laughing.

: “Honestly, Qiao Yanran is quite cute. But who wouldn’t want to go to A-Xian’s concert? Getting photographed as a meme is something else, hahaha.”

: “Artists fangirling—I somehow think the two of them look perfect together!”

As soon as comments like these appeared, they were immediately controlled by the fans of both sides.

: “Yanran just went to a concert. Don’t overinterpret it, and don’t cooperate with the marketing accounts to create hype.”

: “A-Xian has been pure and without drama for so many years. Sister Yanran is great, but let’s stick to being sisters, hahaha.”

Su Tuantuan put down her phone, feeling inexplicably strange.

Like a despicable thief, she had stolen something that originally belonged to someone else.

This did not make her happy.

It only increased her sense of moral guilt.

Mo Xian stayed in Haicheng for one night after the concert.

The rehearsals in the previous days had left her exhausted. After finishing her bath, A-Huai called her. “It’s mostly handled. Qiao Yanran’s side is also cooperating. The hype has died down. No one dares to link you two romantically.”

When the photos and videos first circulated, the marketing accounts went crazy, claiming they were in a secret relationship, mutually attracted, and in the ambiguous stage—they came up with all sorts of nonsense.

Fortunately, Mo Xian acted quickly and decisively, resolving the issue without leaving any further room for speculation.

Mo Xian rubbed her temples, feeling extremely fatigued. She put on a face mask. “Got it.”

A-Huai grumbled, “Su Tuantuan clung to you and piggybacked on your fame so much before, and you didn’t react. Now Qiao Yanran shows a little hint, and you immediately nip it in the bud. You’re clearly playing favorites.”

Mo Xian didn’t explain. “It’s not the same.”

Allowing Su Tuantuan to use her fame before was only because of their hidden marriage.

She didn’t want Su Tuantuan to get angry and publicly reveal their relationship, so as long as Su Tuantuan didn’t go too far, Mo Xian could tolerate it.

But Qiao Yanran was different.

If she allowed this person to use her fame today and another person tomorrow, the artist’s public image and reputation would be damaged, and people would only remember the artist for their scandals.

Mo Xian did not want to consume public goodwill to achieve the goal of generating hype.

She didn’t need it.

After hanging up, Mo Xian logged into her burner account. A-Huai had found the ID of the fan who gave away the ticket. Mo Xian checked the account, wanting to confirm if her suspicion was correct.

She had known Su Tuantuan had a burner account, but Su Tuantuan had kept it completely hidden and never disclosed it.

Sun Qiuqiu had recently said she would take Su Tuantuan to the concert, and Qiao Yanran also said she was going with a friend.

Coupled with the fact that Su Tuantuan was the one who contacted her company, this only deepened her suspicion.

She scrolled to the very end of the burner account and saw a wall full of her albums.

Many albums were displayed on the wall. A hand gave a peace sign in the middle, and the Weibo post read: “My favorite @Mo Xian.”

Mo Xian’s expression softened considerably.

She recognized the wall.

It was the album room Su Tuantuan had set up in their large apartment.

She had been shown it before.

Mo Xian looked at the burner account’s name.

“Little Thread Ball.”

She smiled and used her burner account to follow it.

Su Tuantuan didn’t dare log into her burner account.

After Qiao Yanran’s incident yesterday, the fan groups had dug up her account. Overnight, there were many new comments on her Weibo, and she had gained quite a few followers.

Most of them were Guang Xians.

Su Tuantuan logged into the burner account with trepidation, finding that the major fan who ran the giveaway had sent her a private message.

Bald Head Loves Rice Noodles: “I know who you are. Stop pretending.”

Bald Head Loves Rice Noodles: “I won’t hold it against you that I gave you the ticket and you gave it to Qiao Yanran, but I’ve already figured out who you are.”

Bald Head Loves Rice Noodles: “We’re all Guang Xians. Let’s not hide anything. I know you’re suppressing your inner feelings and are afraid to express them, which is why you even transferred the ticket and secretly went to the concert yourself!”

Su Tuantuan: “…You know who I am?”

Bald Head Loves Rice Noodles: “Of course. Who do you think I am? I attend every one of A-Xian’s concerts. I looked through the photos from every concert overnight, and I noticed something was off a long time ago!”

Bald Head Loves Rice Noodles: “Your behavior on the show is exactly the same as the obsessive fan persona on your burner account! No wonder you didn’t join us for activities before; you were secretly fangirling!”

Su Tuantuan’s heart thumped. Then she saw another message from the fan.

Bald Head Loves Rice Noodles: “Sun Qiuqiu, stop pretending! I won’t laugh at you! Don’t worry, I’ll keep this a secret for you!”

Su Tuantuan: “…………”

Ah, well. If she said she wasn’t Sun Qiuqiu, would this person believe her?

Su Tuantuan didn’t reply to the message.

The scandal between Qiao Yanran and Mo Xian was personally crushed by the people involved, so no one dared to wildly speculate anymore.

Su Tuantuan’s scenes were also almost finished. The director even called her in for a talk. “Tuantuan, your performance this period has been good. But you have to remember, you have a long way to go. You must remain humble and avoid getting carried away. Your acting skills, frankly, still need work.”

He lit a cigarette and critically assessed her. “It won’t be easy to find another supporting actress role of this value in the future.”

Su Tuantuan’s mouth twitched. “Thank you, director, for giving me this opportunity.”

The director didn’t look old, but he certainly acted the part.

He nodded in satisfaction, then asked casually, “What’s your relationship with Mo Xian?”

Su Tuantuan was stunned for a moment. “No relationship.”

The director narrowed his eyes, flicking the cigarette ash. “Really no relationship?”

Su Tuantuan said, “Yes.”

The director waved his hand at her, his expression suddenly seeming impatient. “Alright, get out of here.”

Su Tuantuan was puzzled, unsure what this man was trying to pull. But when she filmed the remaining scenes, the director kept shouting at her: “Su Tuantuan, can you act?! You’re addicted to asking for time off and playing around! You don’t have the acting skills of the female lead, but you’re just as playful!”

“Su Tuantuan, can you act! Don’t hold us up on these last few scenes! I wasted time letting you go film that show; you promised to act well! Focus!”

Su Tuantuan: “…”

She understood.

This bastard.

He was clearly the type to treat people differently based on their power.