A Max-Level Film Queen Takes on the Scumbag Alpha Script [Transmigration] - Chapter 24

This was the first time Jiang Baihe had ever heard Yan Shu speak to her in such a tense, nervous tone. Realizing that Yan Shu was worried about her, a warm current couldn’t help but well up in Jiang Baihe’s heart.

With a slight smile, and unwilling to let the busy Yan Shu continue fretting over her, she spoke up to comfort her: “I’m fine, nothing major happened. You can rest easy.”

“It’s a good thing you dragged me to that check-up before. Otherwise, I’m afraid my innocence would have been compromised today.”

As she spoke, Jiang Baihe couldn’t help but complain to Yan Shu, her voice tinged with undeniable frustration: “But really, I’m being bothered to death by her. I just want to film my scenes in peace, yet she spends every single day picking on me…”

In the front, Tang Yuan, who was just about to take a sip of water, quietly set down her bottle. She secretly thanked her lucky stars that she hadn’t swallowed that mouthful of hot water yet; otherwise, she feared she would have choked in shock at Jiang Baihe’s words.

This girl? If she isn’t the one bullying others in the crew, it’s already a blessing. Who would dare pick on her!

She wondered who Jiang Baihe was acting so spoiled with.

On the other end of the line, Yan Shu calmed down considerably upon hearing Jiang Baihe’s words. Just now, her concern had clouded her judgment, making her momentarily forget the side effect of Jiang Baihe’s examination—that she couldn’t use her pheromones at all this week.

Feeling a bit embarrassed, Yan Shu shifted her gaze and gave a low reply: “Mm. It’s good that you’re okay.”

Unfortunately, while she tried hard to avoid the fact that her emotions had just fluctuated, Jiang Baihe wasn’t about to let her off that easily.

Jiang Baihe let out a sly laugh and asked in a syrupy voice, “Little President Yan, so you’re paying that much attention to me?”

“Even my manager just got the news. How did you find out so quickly?”

Relying on the fact that Jiang Baihe couldn’t see her expression, Yan Shu quietly found an excuse for herself: “Assistant Jin discovered it…”

“Yes, yes, yes.”

I get it, I understand completely.

Why would a high-level secretary like Assistant Jin pay attention to a minor celebrity like her for no reason? It was obviously because a certain someone had given the order.

Jiang Baihe raised her hand to cover her mouth, but she still couldn’t hide the smile curving her lips. What a pity—she should have switched the voice call to a video call just now. She wanted to see if Yan Shu’s earlobes had turned red again. After all, Little President Yan was particularly easy to tease.

Thinking this, Jiang Baihe wanted to talk to Yan Shu for a bit longer, but she heard Jin Wen’s deliberately lowered voice on the other end.

“President Yan, the meeting break is over.”

Jiang Baihe blinked in surprise. “Ah, were you in a meeting just now?”

A muffled hum of affirmation came from Yan Shu.

Jiang Baihe’s eyes curved into crescent moons, her heart filled with even more joy. From those few words, she had reconstructed the entire sequence of events in her head. It seemed Yan Shu had specifically delayed an ongoing meeting for her sake.

This made her feel quite bashful! Just like a femme fatale who causes a kingdom’s downfall, making the king miss his morning court sessions.

However, she only toyed with the thought and didn’t want Yan Shu to actually be distracted by this nonsense. So, Jiang Baihe said, “Then go get back to work. Don’t worry, I’m really fine. Shall we meet tonight?”

Yan Shu lowered her eyes. Knowing Jiang Baihe’s little scheme, she responded gently, “Okay. See you tonight.”

The moment she hung up, the tenderness that had just appeared on her face vanished instantly. Yan Shu looked indifferently at Jin Wen beside her. “How is the situation being handled?”

Jin Wen hesitated for a moment before reporting the news from the assistants: “The trending search can’t be suppressed! Someone wants to keep it at number one. It seems they want to turn the spearhead of public opinion toward Sihai… We are still communicating with the official Star-Blog staff.”

A sharp glint flashed in Yan Shu’s eyes as she said mockingly, “Do the two Chens have that much power?”

“Ahem, so we suspect there is a third party interfering this time…”

“Investigate it.” Yan Shu turned to leave. “Tell the PR department to stay sharp. All negative impact must be minimized.”

“Yes.”

Meanwhile, in Country Y.

Two crystal goblets filled with red wine clinked together with a crisp sound.

“We have inserted our people domestically according to your instructions.”

The woman on the lounge chair stretched her body slightly. A few drops of wine stained her lips, which were as red as blood. She raised a finger to wipe the wine from the corner of her mouth.

“Yan Shu, I wonder if you’ll like this grand gift?”

In the car.

Jiang Baihe happily hung up the phone, her smile lingering for a long time. She couldn’t wait to fast-forward to the evening so she could chat with Yan Shu again about the “attention” issue.

It was a pity she still had to deal with the aftermath here. She didn’t know when she’d be able to go back.

Tang Yuan, seeing Jiang Baihe’s face flushed with the look of someone in love, couldn’t help but tease her: “Oh? Senior Sister, who were you talking to just now? You look so happy.”

Jiang Baihe didn’t hide it; it wasn’t something shameful. She generously told Tang Yuan: “It was my partner.”

Both Tang Yuan and Pei Xingyi were startled. In this industry, dating was always a sensitive topic. Sharing this now meant she truly considered the two of them friends. Thinking this, both Tang Yuan and Pei Xingyi happily congratulated Jiang Baihe and asked when they would get wedding candy.

However, after the teasing, Tang Yuan remembered something else: “Ah! When my manager visited the set last time and saw us acting together, she actually thought about having us push a ‘CP’ (Couple) ship.” Tang Yuan winked playfully. “Looks like that’s out of the question now~”

Jiang Baihe was shocked. “If this drama is going to push a ship, it should be the male and female leads. Why involve me?”

Since they were normally discussing promotional strategies rather than malicious hype, Pei Xingyi joined the conversation nonchalantly.

“Don’t count me in on that,” Pei Xingyi said with a gentle smile, though his words were significant. “I don’t want to go home and be forced to kneel on a durian shell.”

The three people present were all socially savvy and understood the meaning behind those words. Because Jiang Baihe was in a similar situation, she didn’t find it strange and nodded in full agreement.

It was fine for fans online to ship characters on their own, but if she personally entered the fray to push a romantic ‘CP’ with someone else… while Yan Shu might not make her kneel on a durian, she probably wouldn’t get along with her as well as she did now.

Jiang Baihe didn’t feel much, but Tang Yuan had a bigger reaction.

“I’m doomed, I’m doomed! I’ve learned two huge secrets in one day. You two won’t kill me to keep me quiet, will you?” Tang Yuan mimed zipping her lips and shrank back. “From today on, I’m practicing a vow of silence!”

Jiang Baihe glanced at the bubbly Tang Yuan with an amused look. However, she had actually thought about the matter Tang Yuan mentioned.

Promotional relationships weren’t strange in this circle. Whether it was for drama promotion or other releases, there was always some hype. Jiang Baihe had been victimized by malicious forced pairings before and had always been averse to them—not to mention she was now in a legal marriage with Yan Shu.

Yan Shu’s kindness to her was obvious. So, even if she couldn’t publicly disclose their relationship, she shouldn’t create ambiguous scandals with others. This wasn’t just a lack of respect for the marriage; it was an insult to Yan Shu.

Putting herself in Yan Shu’s shoes, no one would want to see their partner being flirtatious with others every day. Jiang Baihe herself was someone who couldn’t stand “sand in her eyes,” and she felt that although Yan Shu usually appeared cold, they likely shared the same values.

Moreover, if there was to be a “CP,” wouldn’t the “Goddess Actress x Overbearing Female CEO” be much more fragrant and explosive? Beauty, money, and talent—a power couple combination that would also let her lean on Little President Yan’s support.

Jiang Baihe secretly toyed with the thought, making it a professional goal to become the number one fan of her own “CP” with Yan Shu.

As the three chatted in the car, they soon arrived at the hospital.

“You’re saying she entered a state of pseudopregnancy heat?!”

Song Zhishu and the others were speechless after listening to the doctor’s explanation. Only Jiang Baihe remained as calm as ever. She took her examination report out of her bag and handed it to the doctor.

“This is my pheromone extraction report from the Sihai Biological Research Base. I hope you can verify it.”

The doctor looked at Jiang Baihe in surprise and clicked his tongue in admiration. “Not many people have the guts to do this.”

The technology for pheromone extraction had only been out for a few years and wasn’t yet mature. Many people feared it would harm their bodies, so very few would do it unless they were special patients or experimental volunteers.

The doctor took the report, checked it, and typed a string of medical codes into the computer. In this interconnected world, accessing medical records remotely wasn’t difficult. Even the Sihai Research Base had to register and report such examinations.

Soon, the report confirmed that Jiang Baihe had indeed undergone pheromone extraction. Due to the side effects of the procedure, she would be unable to use pheromones for the duration of this week.

When Song Zhishu and the others heard the doctor confirm the report’s authenticity, they became even more confused. “If there was no external influence, why did the patient suddenly have an episode?”

“It wasn’t necessarily triggered on the spot; it could have been stimulated by pheromones previously,” the doctor explained slowly. “She is four weeks pregnant. The pseudo-heat is actually a protective mechanism for the mother’s body.”

Preg… preg… pregnant?

This time, even Jiang Baihe’s jaw dropped in shock.

Tang Yuan and Pei Xingyi felt the situation was becoming increasingly bizarre. To protect Shen Yun’s privacy, they proactively asked Director Song if they could head back first.

As one of the victims of the accusation, Jiang Baihe was forced to stay with Song Zhishu to wait for Shen Yun’s manager to arrive. The three of them stood in silence outside the emergency room. Shen Yun’s little assistant sat on a chair, her eyes darting around shiftily.

Feeling the heavy atmosphere, Song Zhishu walked outside for some fresh air. Seeing this, Jiang Baihe quietly followed him.

“How do you plan to handle this?”

“Tell the truth,” Jiang Baihe answered calmly as she approached. “If I hadn’t coincidentally done that pheromone extraction, this blame would have fallen on my head.”

She wasn’t a saint who would let off someone who tried to harm her. Softening her heart once would only result in her own injury. Not to mention the mastermind behind this had such a large hand, even trying to use her to drag Sihai down with her. To Jiang Baihe, she could tolerate it if someone targeted her personally, but she would never let anyone bully Little President Yan through her.

Song Zhishu clearly knew Jiang Baihe had an unyielding attitude and nodded. “Alright. As for the crew, I’ll have someone assist you in the clarification.”

After they talked for a bit, Shen Yun’s manager finally arrived. The remaining handovers were left to the crew. The subsequent clarification and distancing would be handled by Song Jia; Jiang Baihe just needed to cooperate.

Jiang Baihe was about to slip away quietly when she received a message from Yan Shu the moment she stepped out the door.

Yan Shu: Still at the city hospital?

Jiang Baihe replied, somewhat confused: Just about to leave. Why?

Yan Shu: Wait ten minutes. I’ll pick you up.

Jiang Baihe: ???

The sun was setting, and the evening lights were beginning to glow. Beautiful rosy clouds decorated the darkening sky, and the sun’s afterglow cast a brilliant golden edge on the surroundings.

Jiang Baihe sat on a bench not far from the hospital, wearing a black mask that covered most of her face, boredly scrolling through her phone.

Under the combination of the medical report and Sihai’s warning—the “carrot and the stick”—the storm on Star-Blog was gradually dying down. With a fast response time, strong clarification, and wide reach, it was a textbook PR move. Many people hadn’t even had time to “eat the melon” before the storm was suppressed.

She looked indifferently at her Star-Blog account, which seemed to have gained many followers. To someone like her who had been in the circle for years, follower counts were like dust; as soon as something happened, a large batch could be shaken off. Only by establishing herself with works and strength could she attract people who truly liked her.

Thus, Jiang Baihe stopped caring about her official account and secretly switched to a side account to search for fanfiction about herself. Unfortunately, since no one knew about her relationship with Yan Shu, most of the fanfics she found were “her x Lin Yiqiu” from the survival show or “her x Tang Yuan” from the current production.

Jiang Baihe was wondering if she should write a few stories about herself and Yan Shu on her side account when she heard someone ask her a low question. The voice was raspy but hidden with uncontrollable excitement:

“Ex… excuse me, are you Jiang Baihe?”

Although the person used a question, Jiang Baihe could clearly hear the certainty in it. She was startled, thinking she had been caught by a paparazzi. She quickly looked around and saw only a girl in a mask who looked like a student.

At her current level of fame, to be recognized while disguised on the street… was this a little fan of hers?

Jiang Baihe adjusted her mask and replied with a smile, her voice slightly muffled: “Hello there.”

“It’s… it’s really you!” He Yingying felt like she was going to faint from excitement. She sniffled, thanking the sudden cold she had caught. If not for the fever, she wouldn’t have been at the hospital getting an IV all afternoon, and if she hadn’t been here, she wouldn’t have run into her idol on the way back to school.

He Yingying suppressed her excitement and asked eagerly, “Could I… could I have your autograph? I really loved your performance in Shining 404!” She hurried to add, “Of course! If it’s inconvenient, I won’t force you!” After all, she wasn’t a “sasaeng” fan or a dedicated paparazzi follower.

Jiang Baihe was surprised to learn the girl was indeed a fan. She never refused fans who genuinely liked her, so she said generously, “Sure! Do you have paper and a pen? Do you want a photo too?”

“C-Can I?!”

He Yingying was already thrilled at the prospect of an autograph; she hadn’t expected Jiang Baihe to offer a photo. She naturally wouldn’t refuse.

After a few minutes, Jiang Baihe signed her stylized name on a white card. Her eyes flickered as she even added a “TO” message encouraging He Yingying in her studies before handing it back.

Then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a familiar vehicle. Jiang Baihe stood up and waved to the little fan. “I have to go. Stay safe.”

“Thank you, thank you!”

He Yingying watched Jiang Baihe get into the car, then clutched the card and screamed internally. She grabbed her phone to brag to her group chat, only to find them already discussing Jiang Baihe.

Because of her fever, He Yingying had been in a daze at the hospital for hours. When she appeared knowing nothing, her friends teased her: “You’re awake? Your ‘Tianyi 3G’ internet is so fast!” (A meme about being behind on news).

He Yingying: What did I miss?

Through her friends’ explanations, she finally understood what she had missed that afternoon. She looked at the deleted posts on Star-Blog and then at the card in her hand. The card still seemed to hold the warmth of Jiang Baihe’s fingers. The signature and blessings were clear and forceful, written in a style that looked very elegant.

Thinking back to their interaction, He Yingying puffed out her cheeks. She felt that Jiang Baihe definitely wasn’t the kind of person described online. Her judgment would never be wrong!

In the car.

As soon as Jiang Baihe sat in the back seat, she saw Yan Shu already sitting there properly, and joy filled her heart. She thought she wouldn’t see Yan Shu until night, yet here they were. She called out affectionately, “Little President Yan~”

“The car is starting. Put on your seatbelt first.”

Jiang Baihe’s voice was too syrupy, making Yan Shu feel self-conscious, so she only gave a low reply. Jiang Baihe narrowed her eyes and smiled as she buckled up. Then she heard someone greet her from the front.

“Miss Jiang, good afternoon.”

“Oh? Assistant Jin, long time no see!” Jiang Baihe recognized the voice and looked at Jin Wen in the passenger seat. Her mind had been entirely on Yan Shu, and only now did she realize there was someone else besides the driver.

Thinking about her teasing tone with Yan Shu just now, even someone as thick-skinned as Jiang Baihe felt a bit awkward. Fortunately, Yan Shu spoke up to ease the awkwardness: “Who was that just now?”

“Ah, you saw!” Jiang Baihe shared the story excitedly. “That was a little fan of mine. I was so surprised; I didn’t think I’d have fans yet since I’m not that famous. So I gave her an autograph and took a commemorative photo like usual.”

Yan Shu nodded thoughtfully. In the front, when Jin Wen heard Jiang Baihe’s happy tone about having a fan, she secretly shook her head. Your number one fan is sitting right next to you, but you have no idea.

Thinking of the tasks Yan Shu had given her lately and her unusual behavior, Jin Wen wanted to shake Jiang Baihe’s shoulders and ask what kind of spell she had cast on their CEO. This was not the cold, detached CEO she used to know! Is this the power of love? It truly makes people blind!

Unaware of the turmoil in Jin Wen’s heart, Jiang Baihe looked out the window and noticed this wasn’t the way home. “How do you have time to pick me up today? Are we going somewhere?”

Yan Shu nodded and indifferently said two names: “Taking you to meet them.”

“Oh.” Jiang Baihe didn’t recognize the names and assumed they were business clients like at the last banquet.

Jin Wen, seeing Jiang Baihe’s calm expression as if the matter had nothing to do with her, couldn’t help but explain: “Those two are the other two investors in The Eternal Tribulation crew, besides Sihai Group.”

Jiang Baihe: ???