Transmigrated as the Top-Tier Alpha's Secretly Married Ex-Wife - Chapter 24

Chapter 24

After finishing her styling and arriving at the venue, the gala had already begun.

Su Tuantuan didn’t have time to greet friends she knew before being lined up to walk the red carpet, sign autographs, and enter the inner hall.

The gown she wore today was of excellent quality—an off-the-shoulder white long-sleeved fluffy dress, paired with pearl jewelry. Netizens affectionately called her a “runaway princess.”

Su Tuantuan handled this kind of occasion with ease. Sister Zhou had initially worried she might say the wrong thing and cause trouble, but she behaved gracefully and generously, significantly boosting netizen favorability.

: “I want to pinch her cheeks! Tuantuan is so cute!”

: “How can someone be both adorable and enchanting! Tuantuan is so beautiful! I absolutely love her look!”

The camera shutters clicked and flashed furiously. Su Tuantuan was finally led into the inner hall.

Sun Qiushuang had been waiting for her for a long time.

Qiao Yanran and Ding Zhao were also waiting with her.

Qiao Yanran’s gown was also lovely today, a pearlescent pink long dress paired with a set of high-end jewelry. The earrings looked quite heavy.

“Sister, you’re finally here! Our seats are next to each other. We can play a few games if we get bored later.”

“What kind of occasion is this to play games? Do you want Tuantuan to get scolded?!”

Sun Qiushuang pulled Su Tuantuan’s hand, her attitude firm. “Today, Tuantuan is mine!”

She was wearing a professional suit jacket over a long skirt today, looking somewhat like a director, at least a deviation from her usual wild and chuunibyou image. Qiao Yanran didn’t get angry at her words, only looking at Su Tuantuan with a wronged, spoiled expression.

“Sister, Sister…”

“Qiao Yanran, you white lotus! Why are you pretending to be pure and innocent? Try grabbing her hand again! I’ll…”

Sun Qiushuang went on a rant.

Su Tuantuan couldn’t help but laugh. There were no cameras cutting into this area yet, and everyone was chatting casually, so the atmosphere was very different from the serious one outside.

As she was laughing, several long-waiting directors walked over.

“Miss Su, I am Mu Shenqiu, here is my business card—”

“I was here first, Miss Su. I’m Liuguang. I saw your performance on the variety show and was very impressed—”

Su Tuantuan frequently encountered scenes like this before she transmigrated, but this was the first time since.

She accepted all the business cards, thanked them, and put them in her clutch. She didn’t give out her contact information; Sister Zhou would handle that.

Sun Qiushuang and Qiao Yanran were still arguing until they saw more and more directors surrounding Su Tuantuan. The two exchanged a look and smiled. Sun Qiushuang immediately reacted, glared at Qiao Yanran fiercely, slapped away her hand, and wore a look of satisfaction.

“Tuantuan is so amazing…”

Only two episodes, and she was getting this result.

If she could perform even better in the third episode.

There would be even more invitations.

When Su Tuantuan’s small talk was winding down, Jiang Zhenbo, the director who filmed Full Moon, came over. He deliberately came last, thinking that since he had worked with Su Tuantuan before, she would treat him differently.

He had a cigarette between his fingers and called out Su Tuantuan’s name.

Su Tuantuan looked back at him, nodded toward him, and called out “Director Jiang,” considering it a sufficient greeting. She then immediately sat down between Qiao Yanran and Sun Qiushuang. The three chatted quietly. Jiang Zhenbo, who had planned to approach Su Tuantuan for his next film, paused his fingers and flicked the ash from his cigarette.

“Who does she think she is, acting stuck-up just because she’s gained a little fame? She forgets who gave her a role when no one wanted her before.”

He inwardly cursed, then turned and returned to his seat.

“I heard that the God of Xian will be performing tonight!”

Sun Qiushuang scanned the room but didn’t see Mo Xian, yet she was still excited. “I’m so looking forward to it! This kind of live performance is a pure treat for ‘Lights’ like us!”

Su Tuantuan didn’t say anything. Qiao Yanran was also excited. “What song will she sing? Will she dance? I wonder when the God of Xian will hold another concert!”

Sun Qiushuang glared at her. “Be grateful for a song. You want the God of Xian to dance? Do you want to tire her to death?”

Su Tuantuan slapped Sun Qiushuang’s arm. Sun Qiushuang cried out and looked at her. Su Tuantuan squeezed Qiao Yanran’s hand. “Don’t bully my sister.”

Sun Qiushuang was incredibly bold. It was a blessing that Qiao Yanran didn’t hold grudges.

Qiao Yanran covered her mouth and laughed. “Only Sister treats me well.”

Sun Qiushuang: “Hmph!”

She turned her head, feigning anger. As soon as Su Tuantuan and Qiao Yanran took out their phones and invited Ding Zhao to play a game, Sun Qiushuang immediately joined them.

Fortunately, she didn’t say anything outrageous again.

Midway, Qiao Yanran was called away by her manager to greet someone. Su Tuantuan warned Sun Qiushuang, “Be more polite to Yanran in the future. Don’t be passive-aggressive all the time, even if you don’t mean any harm.”

Sun Qiushuang looked confused. “Why? Is she so fragile I can’t even tease her?”

Su Tuantuan looked straight at her. “It’s simply not allowed.”

After all, Qiao Yanran was the female protagonist in the novel. If she had some kind of protagonist halo, Sun Qiushuang’s behavior would be considered that of a brainless female supporting character provoking her.

It was fortunate that Qiao Yanran didn’t care.

If Sun Qiushuang ever caused any trouble in the future, Su Tuantuan would feel bad.

Seeing how serious she was, Sun Qiushuang didn’t press the issue, although she didn’t know why. “Oh, alright. I’ll stay away from her then.”

She didn’t intensely dislike Qiao Yanran; she just sometimes found her annoying.

Of course, she found many people annoying, not just Qiao Yanran.

Now that Su Tuantuan had said something, she wouldn’t be so reckless anymore.

The gala officially began. After most of the tedious procedures were finished, Mo Xian finally appeared.

Many singers performed during this gala. All the donation money received from audience tips went entirely to charity, which had always been the rule of this event.

Mo Xian was wearing the same tailcoat.

The moment she appeared, the guests in the audience stirred, everyone buzzing with discussion.

Sun Qiushuang shrieked in a hushed voice, “Mo Xian, you are my God!!!”

Mo Xian seemed to hear it and glanced in their direction. Su Tuantuan’s eyes met hers. The distance was too great for Su Tuantuan to know if Mo Xian had truly seen her, because in the next second, Mo Xian intentionally looked away.

A grand piano was set up on the stage. The lights dimmed, and a single beam of light illuminated her.

Mo Xian sat down and adjusted the microphone position, her fingers beginning to play the keys.

It was a new song.

A song that “Lights” had never heard before.

Su Tuantuan thought it sounded quite beautiful. She didn’t know Mo Xian played the piano so well. During concerts, she usually sang and danced, rarely playing an instrument.

When Mo Xian opened her mouth to sing, Su Tuantuan felt it was very different.

Mo Xian’s profile was on the large screen. She wore a tiny diamond stud earring, with her hair falling gently near it.

In the past, Mo Xian’s voice was clear and seductive. Though it had a magnetic quality, it had never sounded as low, deep, and languid as it did now.

It was a voice that would make even the most critical person sit down and praise its beauty.

The hall was perfectly silent.

The comments section scrolled furiously. Su Tuantuan listened intently.

“Star, she thought she understood all truths, revolving for years, her radiance was also her achievement.”

Mo Xian sang: “Wind said, you at this age never understand love, the wild fire burned you, it once burned a true heart.”

“Rain said, you always mistake vigilance for cunning, the heavy rain soaked you, it also soaked the dawn waiting to return.”

Su Tuantuan didn’t know why, but her heart was aching intensely.

She clutched her chest, tears welling up in her eyes. She heard Mo Xian sing the finale: “I chase and chase and chase and chase, wanting to rush to see you…”

Mo Xian turned her head and looked towards the guest seats, seemingly looking at the camera, yet Su Tuantuan knew that Mo Xian was looking at her.

Mo Xian turned back, the corners of her eyes were red, as if touched by a tear, and she softly sang, “Can I?”

Su Tuantuan quickly wiped away the tears that hadn’t fallen yet, taking advantage of the dim lighting in the hall.

Why does this song feel like it was written for her?

Especially those lyrics.

Could it be that Mo Xian knows about the things the original owner did?

But knowing this made Su Tuantuan feel even more distressed and sad.

How long did the original owner wait, hoping for a moment of gentleness from Mo Xian?

But she never received it in the end.

Now that Mo Xian was acting like this, she didn’t know if she was testing her or apologizing. She could only pretend to be indifferent. She could only pretend she knew nothing.

Looking at it from another perspective.

Maybe Mo Xian was looking at Qiao Yanran just now.

They were the perfect match, the official couple in the novel.

Neither the original owner nor Qiao Yanran had anything to do with Su Tuantuan.

But a feeling of resentment actually surfaced in Su Tuantuan’s heart.

She suppressed her emotions. When the lights came on, she pretended everything was normal.

What is this.

She thought, Why chase love?

There is no such thing as love.

Su Tuantuan had been infatuated with someone in the real world before.

That person was her former manager.

Two years older than her, she always took great care of her, and knowing she liked women, she never stopped her, telling her to pursue love.

But later, that woman tried to send her to another man’s bed.

How filthy.

All that thoughtfulness and sweetness were poison, forcing her to sink into addiction day by day.

Thinking about it now, she simply didn’t have the luck for it.

Transmigrating once was a lesson learned.

In fact, she and the original owner were not so different.

They became too easily devoted once they fell for someone.

She healed herself and was drawn into this world in the book. At first, she thought it was absurd, but now that she was in it and knew she likely could never go back, she found some comfort.

Anyway, her role in the book was a female supporting character.

She would simply be a well-behaved female supporting character.

Mo Xian was good.

But she couldn’t fall for her.

The gala ended. Su Tuantuan’s mood was low. Qiao Yanran and Sun Qiushuang organized a gathering, suggesting they go out for karaoke and drinks.

Su Tuantuan had a competition the day after tomorrow, and she should have gone straight back.

But Sun Qiushuang contacted Mo Xian and said Mo Xian also agreed to join. Su Tuantuan didn’t want to go, so Sun Qiushuang whispered in her ear, “Are you chickening out if you don’t go? Do you like the God of Xian? Are you afraid you won’t be able to resist her charm if you stay with her too long?”

Su Tuantuan: “…”

Who can’t see through this reverse psychology?

When everyone changed clothes and gathered at the KTV, Su Tuantuan realized there were about a dozen people. When she arrived, Qiao Yanran and Ding Zhao were singing. Mo Xian had already arrived and was sitting in a corner of the sofa, drinking water.

The others greeted Su Tuantuan. Sun Qiushuang pulled Su Tuantuan and walked her toward Mo Xian.

No one was sitting next to Mo Xian. Sun Qiushuang casually pushed Su Tuantuan down there. Su Tuantuan tried to get up, but Sun Qiushuang held her hand down firmly, then rallied everyone to play games.

Qiao Yanran and Ding Zhao, who were singing, turned around to greet them and then continued to party, fully embracing their role as the mood-setters.

The air conditioning in the room was too cold. Su Tuantuan’s arms were covered in goosebumps. She had changed into a dress. She planned to get up, find a staff member for a blanket, and also move away from Mo Xian.

A jacket was draped over her lap.

It seemed to still carry Mo Xian’s body heat.

Su Tuantuan turned her head in surprise and saw Mo Xian, who was wrapped up tightly in a hoodie and jeans. Her sharp fingers were still pinching the edge of the jacket.

She was a little embarrassed, afraid Su Tuantuan would refuse. “I thought you might be cold.”