Transmigrated as the Top-Tier Alpha's Secretly Married Ex-Wife - Chapter 64

Chapter 64

Two years later—

The Golden Lion Awards ceremony in Xiangcheng in October.

“And the winner for Best Actress is—”

“A Dream of Beijing Cloud, Su Tuantuan!”

The auditorium erupted in applause. Amidst the thunderous clapping, the host read the award citation, “She is a double TV Queen, and this Golden Lion Award undoubtedly adds a new glory to her crown!”

Su Tuantuan, dressed in a long white gown, gracefully walked the red carpet. Her curled hair was tucked behind her ear, and diamond and pearl hairpins gave her a look of serenity. She smiled as she walked onto the stage. The presenter was Meng Han.

This was her third time standing on the awards stage.

This was her third Best Actress award.

Two years ago, she missed the trophy, but two years later, the White Magnolia, Flying Apsaras, and Golden Lion Awards all cleared the path for her.

The Golden Phoenix Award in December also had her name on the nominee list, which was the highest honor in the film industry.

And the one with the highest value.

Holding the trophy, her eyes swept across the audience, meeting Mo Xian’s gaze.

Two years ago, when Mo Xian and she decided to go public, some fans expressed confusion, and some industry insiders felt they were mismatched.

—After all, Mo Xian was a darling of heaven, an existence at the pinnacle in every aspect, while Su Tuantuan came from an ordinary background, and her face was certainly not the most stunning in the entertainment industry.

Yet, it was this person that Mo Xian chose with genuine conviction.

After the award, the host smiled and asked, “Can we ask Tuantuan, having won so many awards recently, is there any other joyous news you’d like to announce to us?”

Su Tuantuan held the trophy, smiling faintly. “My girlfriend’s theme song for A Dream of Beijing Cloud made it into the global top three music charts. I’m very happy for her.”

The audience cheered and heckled.

The host, unwilling to give up, asked, “Then, do you two have any other plans coming up?”

The intention was too obvious; some people in the audience were already shouting “Get married!”

Su Tuantuan smiled. “I plan to star in more excellent works. If any director thinks I’m suitable, feel free to contact me.”

She and Mo Xian had never considered marriage.

A marriage contract, for her, didn’t represent anything.

Sometimes she thought marriage was the most ridiculous rule for humans.

If they loved each other, they would be together. If not, they would separate.

No bondage, no unnecessary entanglement.

“It seems you’re quite tight-lipped.”

The host realized Su Tuantuan was unwilling to disclose too much and let her off. “Then let’s congratulate Tuantuan for winning the Best Actress crown once again. Her glory shines brightly!”

The spotlight shone down on the stage. Su Tuantuan smiled as she exited amidst the music and confetti streamers.

This year, Qiao Yanran was pregnant, and Bai Xue was filming in the desert, so neither could attend. They only sent their congratulations via WeChat and even sent her a digital red envelope.

Su Tuantuan thought this was perfect. She could finally celebrate with Mo Xian alone.

The previous two times, due to rushed work, they hadn’t had a chance to drink and celebrate.

As the ceremony neared its end, Su Tuantuan slipped away early. She messaged Mo Xian in the car, and they drove back to the hotel one after the other.

Su Tuantuan scrolled through Weibo in the car.

Many netizens were congratulating her on the award.

Two years later, while some “Guang Xian” still couldn’t fully accept the relationship, they weren’t actively trying to sabotage it.

It was Mo Xian’s decision. They had been together for two years without breaking up, and the fans had no right to split them up, even if some disliked Su Tuantuan.

The female lead of A Dream of Beijing Cloud sent Su Tuantuan several messages, asking where she was. The crew was going to have a celebration dinner, and who knew when the next one would be.

Su Tuantuan apologized and said she would treat them to a make-up dinner next time.

The other party wasn’t pushy and didn’t insist she come, as everyone has private matters. But the whole crew was waiting, so Su Tuantuan felt she should at least go and offer a toast.

Seeing the car about to reach the hotel, Su Tuantuan told the driver to change direction. She messaged Mo Xian, saying she would go to the crew dinner for a quick toast and be right back.

After all, working in the industry meant understanding the rules, and one couldn’t be too arrogant.

Although she won the award, she couldn’t let people think she was too full of herself.

That wouldn’t be good for anyone.

Mo Xian replied with a single word: “Okay.”

Su Tuantuan felt a pang of guilt.

The crew was celebrating at a club. Su Tuantuan went and toasted everyone, but their tolerance for alcohol wasn’t low, and after one round, she was already tipsy.

After taking photos and posting on Weibo, Su Tuantuan finally excused herself.

Su Tuantuan and Mo Xian were staying in the same room, which they had booked in advance. Su Tuantuan’s steps were a little unsteady as she opened the door.

Mo Xian was sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the city lights.

Hearing the noise, she turned her head.

She looked so obedient, like a small, compliant puppy.

Su Tuantuan didn’t think that was a derogatory term. She hooked her foot around the door, closing it with a “click,” then tossed her bag onto the table and rubbed her spinning head.

“You’re back?”

Mo Xian asked, her mouth slightly agape.

Su Tuantuan “Mhm’d,” took off her high heels, and walked barefoot on the carpet. “Sorry, did I make you wait long?”

Mo Xian didn’t say anything, just stood up and approached to hug her.

Su Tuantuan’s steps were shaky, and she fell right into Mo Xian’s arms, hooking her neck and kissing her with alcohol-laced lips. The contact was shimmering. Su Tuantuan tasted her. “Did you drink?”

Mo Xian hadn’t drunk much, but she was anxious when Su Tuantuan wasn’t there. “Just a little.”

Su Tuantuan laughed again. Mo Xian played with her hair. Su Tuantuan had already taken off the diamond hairpin and returned it to the brand. She stepped barefoot onto Mo Xian’s feet, hooked her neck, and continued kissing her.

Their body temperature gradually rose, and their pheromones diffused into the air. Su Tuantuan was lifted and sat down on Mo Xian’s lap, her palms pressed against Mo Xian’s chest, while her tongue explored Mo Xian’s gland.

“Mo Xian.”

Su Tuantuan bit her lightly. Mo Xian trembled. Su Tuantuan breathed into her ear, “Mark me. Permanently mark me.”

She hadn’t been without feelings in the past two years, but each time Mo Xian only temporarily marked her.

Temporary marking could ease the pain, but it wasn’t true fusion.

Su Tuantuan’s fingers gradually explored down, embracing Mo Xian’s lean waist.

Even without a stage, Mo Xian had maintained her figure over the past two years. The perfectly sculpted muscles on her waist were like strokes from a divine paintbrush.

A muffled sound escaped Mo Xian’s throat. She blushed profusely. Her hand covered the bow on Su Tuantuan’s dress.

“Tuantuan…”

Mo Xian hesitated, and when she looked at Su Tuantuan, her eyes burned with passion. “After a permanent mark, you won’t have a chance to turn back.”

Su Tuantuan thought, Silly girl, she’s the one benefiting from this deal.

She asked, “Then answer me one question now.”

Mo Xian’s hot neck pressed against hers, as if their skin wanted to melt together.

Su Tuantuan asked, “When did you start falling in love with me?”

When did it begin?

When did she truly start to love her?

She had asked before.

But this time, she wanted a definite answer.

Mo Xian kissed her forehead, then looked down at her eyes reverently. “A long, long time ago. That ‘ago’ is a beginning you haven’t reached.”

The Real World—

A five-star hotel in Beijing.

The press conference for Wisteria.

Su Tuantuan sat on the stage, listening to a reporter’s question.

“So this script was personally written by you as the screenwriter. I’d like to ask, why is there no male protagonist in this drama?”

Su Tuantuan lazily raised her hand, picked up the microphone, and smiled. “Who said a romantic story has to be between a man and a woman?”

She playfully tucked her hair back, smiling beautifully. “It’s just a novel story, and when it’s put on the big screen, you don’t have to take it too seriously. We advocate for free and romantic love here. And I want to say one thing to all my female compatriots—”

She smiled. “It’s okay to like boys, and it’s okay to like girls. You came into this world once, so do whatever pleases your heart. As for those who say you shouldn’t, I only have one sentence—”

“It’s none of their business.”

The audience erupted in cheers and applause. Su Tuantuan brushed the hair from her forehead, looked satisfied at her movie poster, stood up, and left.

Su Tuantuan got back into her car and picked up her phone, searching for the novel that caused her car accident.

But this time, no matter how hard she searched, she couldn’t find that novel. No matter what keywords she used, she couldn’t find the content she was looking for.

Just then, a strange website popped up on her phone. She tapped it, and the page loaded quickly. When she saw the synopsis, she was stunned.

“In this ABO novel world, the top celebrity Mo Xian and the young actress Su Tuantuan are brought together by misunderstanding, choosing to secretly marry by agreement. After their divorce, the top celebrity Mo Xian finally realizes how different the world is without Su Tuantuan… and Mo Xian gradually awakens her autonomous consciousness.”

Su Tuantuan scrolled down.

This plot wasn’t exactly the abandoned novel she read. But that book stopped when Mo Xian was framed!

The plot from her first reincarnation continued the story after that point, making Qiao Yanran the heroine, and herself just a supporting female character.

How did the heroine become Su Tuantuan here?

“In the end, the two lived a happily ever after…”

Su Tuantuan felt dizzy, looking at the content displayed on her phone.

Author of this article: Mo Xian

Su Tuantuan clutched her chest, feeling profoundly that something was wrong.

Suddenly, with a loud “Bang!” Su Tuantuan was knocked unconscious by an impact, losing consciousness.

(Still the Real World)

Su Tuantuan slept for a long time.

When she woke up, her assistant gasped beside her. “You’re finally awake! Who can handle two car accidents in three months! Sister Tuantuan, are you okay!?”

Su Tuantuan shook her head blankly, then looked at the assistant. “I was in another car accident?”

The assistant nodded vigorously. “At least you’re not as crazy as last time! I’ll call the doctor over. Thankfully, it’s only a minor injury this time!”

Su Tuantuan felt a headache.

It felt like she couldn’t remember something.

Just then, a woman’s voice rang out, “Are you okay?”

Su Tuantuan looked up, stunned, at the woman in front of her with a shag haircut, a T-shirt, and jeans.

Quite handsome.

She shook her head. The woman apologized awkwardly. “I was careless while driving and hit your car. I’m terribly sorry. I will cover all your medical expenses, compensation for emotional distress, and so on…”

Su Tuantuan felt she looked familiar. She hissed, “What’s your name?”

The woman paused, then replied very awkwardly, “My name is Mo Xian.”

“Mo Xian?”

Su Tuantuan thought for a long time, then shook her head. “I don’t recognize it…”

The feeling of déjà vu, perhaps, was just her imagination.