Accidentally Picked Up a Rich and Amnesiac Alpha (GL) - Chapter 55

In B City, Wan Lihong was leisurely scrolling on the sofa. Suddenly, her eyes widened. She clutched her phone and rushed upstairs to knock on her daughter’s room door.

“Huiyu! Huiyu…”

Wen Huiyu rose from her desk and walked to open the door.

Wan Lihong immediately confronted her. “Look at this! Look at this trending topic! Look at this woman, this little assistant—is she your cousin? Is that Wen Shuyan? Is it Wen Shuyan? Huh? Huiyu, what happened to your mouth?”

Wen Huiyu looked at the trending topic and recognized her cousin and Song Tingxue on the set. Song Tingxue is a movie star, so it’s normal for my cousin to be with her on set.

“Yes, that’s Cousin. Song Tingxue is her girlfriend. She might soon become my future cousin-in-law.”

Wen Huiyu spoke flatly, the memory of Kong Yueshu’s angry outburst the night before exploding in her mind again.

Wen Huiyu smiled bitterly. Yes, I lied to her and hid the truth from her. How could she not hate me?

But then she thought, This trending topic reached her mother, who is often out playing. Kong Yueshu must have seen it too.

Seeing Cousin and Song Tingxue so happy must hurt her deeply.

“But her name is Yan Qingqi!” Wan Lihong’s eyes were fixed on the assistant’s face in the photo. She wanted to use a magnifying glass to scrutinize every pore.

“Perhaps my cousin didn’t want to draw too much attention, so she used an alias.”

Wen Huiyu recalled Luo Sisi occasionally mentioning “Yan Qingqi” or “Sister Yan” on the phone.

“No way. Why would she call herself Yan Qingqi? Why not Wen Qingqi, or Wen Hongqi?”

Wen Huiyu was speechless. “Ask Cousin yourself next time you see her. All I know is that when I ran into Cousin and Song Tingxue at the hospital, they were dating. This Yan Qingqi is Cousin.”

“They went to the hospital? Huatian? Why didn’t you tell me? When was this?!”

“You didn’t ask me. Besides, I didn’t want to interrupt you and your young lovers kissing.”

Wan Lihong was infuriated by her daughter. “Are you taking revenge on me?! You’re going to kill me with anger!”

She stomped downstairs but returned halfway. “Keep your mouth shut. If that gets infected, you’ll have to go to the hospital. Don’t be so stubborn. How are you going to find a girlfriend with that temper?” She hurried downstairs again, muttering. “Honestly! Everything I do is for you, and you still don’t appreciate it! It’s infuriating!”

Wan Lihong returned to her room, closed the door, and called Yang Yifan.

“Yifan, did you see the trending topic? The one about that actress Song Tingxue having a scandal?”

Yang Yifan: “I was just about to mention it. Don’t you think this Yan Qingqi looks too much like Wen Shuyan? The appearance and demeanor are identical. Looking at the background in the photos, it was peak summer—it’s highly likely this was when Wen Shuyan claimed to be on vacation.”

Wan Lihong: “It’s not that she looks like her; she is her! This Yan Qingqi is Wen Shuyan. Huiyu saw Wen Shuyan and that actress dating at the hospital. I’m furious! If I hadn’t seen this trend and asked her, she wouldn’t have told me.”

Yang Yifan paused. “So, Wen Shuyan spent those months she was missing dating this actress.”

“Exactly! We were looking for her everywhere, and she had the nerve to date! But now we have a problem. Huiyu says they are serious about marriage. If they actually marry, and then Wen Shuyan dies, half the assets would go to that actress. Wouldn’t that be benefiting that little celebrity? What should we do?”

On the phone, cold currents stirred in Yang Yifan’s eyes. His gaze was dark. “Then we won’t let that actress get her wish.”

Wan Lihong heard his tone and knew he had a plan. “How so?”

“How clean can a movie star be? If this celebrity were suddenly entangled in scandals, could she still enter the Wen family?”

Wan Lihong: “How could that be? What is the Wen family’s status? If Wen Shuyan married such a despicable woman, wouldn’t everyone laugh at the Wen family?”

Yang Yifan sneered. “Then let’s see if this actress is clean or not.”

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Late that night, a trending topic titled #WhatYouDon’tKnowAboutSongTingxue# dropped, immediately surpassing Song Tingxue’s dating rumor and dominating the top spot.

An insider claimed that Song Tingxue started fishing for rich classmates in college. When filming Moonlight in the Mountains, a second-generation rich kid gave her 100,000 yuan directly.

This was followed by a surveillance video clip from a hotel corridor. A pot-bellied man was seen embracing a tall, slender woman. They passionately kissed right in front of the room door, utterly consumed by desire. Although the video was blurry and faces were unclear, the woman’s figure was very similar to Song Tingxue’s.

There was also a video from a high-end banquet where a woman, her face flushed with alcohol, stumbled and actively threw herself into the arms of an older man. This video was much clearer. One could distinctly see the action and the face: stumbling, embracing, and tilting her head against the man’s chest—clearly Song Tingxue’s face in three-quarter profile.

This trending topic, upon release, was hundreds or thousands of times hotter than the previous rumor. The comments were uniformly damning, tearing Song Tingxue apart.

“I can’t believe Song Tingxue is this kind of trash! Disgusting! Truly disgusting!”

“I knew it! Worthy of an Oscar winner—pure and noble on screen, but garbage in private!”

“I loved her for so many years, and now I’m spitting up blood!”

“I almost feel sorry for that assistant. She’s so good-looking. Wouldn’t a legitimate girlfriend be better? She’s probably being kept by Song. Will she get sick?”

“Song Tingxue, get out of the entertainment industry. Go find your sugar daddy. Look at your face—you clearly enjoy it.”

“It’s so nauseating I threw up the meal I ate three days ago. So filthy, so dirty, too dirty!”

Luo Sisi was on the phone with Song Tingxue. She was even angrier than Song Tingxue, nearly exploding, cursing loudly, “Which bastard is slandering you like this?! What is all this?! All this disgusting sludge being thrown at you!”

Then, Ji Yun called again. With two massive trending topics burying her in one night, she was losing her temper. “Did you offend someone? Who is slandering you so viciously?”

Song Tingxue: “I honestly don’t know. I’ve thought for a long time, but I can’t think of anyone I’ve offended recently.”

Ji Yun: “Where are you in S City? I’m flying straight over. We’ll talk in person.”

Yan Qingqi took the phone. “Hello, Sister Ji. I’m Yan Qingqi. Thank you for your trouble regarding Songsong’s situation. How about this: we’ll meet tomorrow at noon at Yuejia Grand Hotel. Songsong and I would like to treat you to a light meal.”

Ji Yun initially wanted to scold the source of the trouble, but the person’s tone was polite and neither servile nor overbearing. She reluctantly agreed.

“Yan Qingqi, let me tell you, if Song Tingxue’s career is ruined this time, you will be the main culprit!”

Yan Qingqi smiled. “Understood. I’ll take responsibility, full responsibility. See you tomorrow, Sister Ji.”

After hanging up, Song Tingxue quietly lowered her head. Since she started acting, even during the toughest times when she had no work, she had never felt this shocked, angry, and helpless.

Why? Why were these disgusting rumors being aimed at her? Where did these seemingly real videos come from? They clearly weren’t her!

“Songsong, Songsong, please stop thinking about it.”

Song Tingxue slowly raised her eyes, then suddenly cried, collapsing into Yan Qingqi’s arms. “A-Yan, that 100,000 yuan—a rich classmate was pursuing me, and I refused him. But the crew of Moonlight in the Mountains needed money for filming, so he lent the crew 100,000 yuan. Later, Bai Ming repaid him on behalf of the crew. I truly didn’t take a single cent. And those two videos aren’t me. I have never gone to a hotel room with anyone, and I have never thrown myself into anyone’s arms. I truly haven’t… A-Yan, believe me…”

More than the malicious slander aimed at her, Song Tingxue cared about A-Yan’s attitude. She didn’t want A-Yan to misunderstand her as the type of woman who would sell herself to climb the ladder.

The mere thought that A-Yan might believe the woman in the video was her, that A-Yan might suspect her of such dirty acts, even for a moment, made Song Tingxue overwhelmingly distraught.

Her chest felt tight and swollen. It wasn’t her, but she couldn’t prove it.

“Silly girl. How could I not believe you? What do those women in the videos have to do with you? That’s not you.”

“Really? But the woman in that video looks exactly like me. Anyone would think it’s me.”

Yan Qingqi smiled, hugging her. “But I know it’s not you. The Songsong I know—my beautiful, devoted Songsong—is never like that.”

Song Tingxue’s lips curved upward.

“AI is so advanced now. It’s too easy to create convincing fakes. With computer editing, maybe ‘Lin Daiyu’ is sobbing in my arms right now. Tomorrow, I’ll have the company’s AI R&D department analyze those two videos. We’ll know the results soon enough.”

“Mhm.” Song Tingxue was truly relieved.

Yan Qingqi gently wiped away her tears. Seeing her tear-stained face, her red-rimmed eyes glistening, looking so pitiful and moving, she couldn’t resist kissing her lips. “Songsong, stop crying. This isn’t a big deal.”

“If this isn’t a big deal, then what is?”

Yan Qingqi tilted her head, thinking. “Mhm. For example, Will my wife kiss me today? If she kisses me a few more times, I feel like my wound won’t hurt as much. If my wife could sleep next to me, my injury would definitely heal by tomorrow.”

Song Tingxue smiled faintly, her lips sweet, and actively kissed her.

The two, who hadn’t been intimately close for days, embraced and kissed tightly. The scent of night-blooming cereus aggressively swept away everything in A-Yan’s mouth. Her sweet, soft tongue playfully ignited the fire. The Omega pheromones were fragrant and sweet, like countless tendrils easily stimulating every nerve of the Alpha.

The moment the marking teeth bit down, Song Tingxue gripped the Alpha in her arms tighter, holding A-Yan firmly like a lifeline, wanting to press against her, tighter and tighter. As waves of pleasure crashed over her brain, Song Tingxue suddenly remembered that she might be pressing against the wound in her chest. She forced herself to loosen her grip slightly, only managing to use her small teeth to bite and suck on A-Yan’s collarbone, clinging like a kitten refusing to let go.

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By the time Song Tingxue finished wiping down Yan Qingqi’s body and taking a shower herself, putting on her pajamas, it was almost 2 a.m.

She habitually picked up her phone, wanting to look at the shocking trending topic again.

Yan Qingqi’s head was half-sunk into the pillow, her hair scattered over her face. She groggily opened her eyes, her tired gaze peeking through her hair at Songsong. “Wife, go to sleep. Don’t look at it. We have serious business to attend to tomorrow.”

Song Tingxue put down her phone. Seeing her so tired she could barely open her eyes, she gently brushed the stray hair from her face. “Sleep, A-Yan.”

“Sleep with me.” A space had been cleared beside Yan Qingqi. She must have intentionally moved over to make room.

Song Tingxue smiled, getting into bed beside her. Both had slender, lean figures, and lying side-by-side didn’t feel cramped at all.

Soon, A-Yan’s breathing became even.

“A-Yan, are you asleep?”

Song Tingxue didn’t expect an answer, but A-Yan’s head rolled towards her, and she murmured drowsily, “I’m asleep.”

Song Tingxue smiled. “Then how can you talk?”

“I was, waiting for Songsong…” With that, she fell silent.

A-Yan was truly asleep.

Song Tingxue turned onto her side, snuggling against her shoulder, her head resting against A-Yan’s.

The shock, anxiety, anger, and gloom caused by the trending topics all melted away.

Cuddled with A-Yan, smelling her cedar scent, Song Tingxue felt a peace and tranquility she had never known.

A-Yan was right; those things weren’t a big deal. The most important thing was that A-Yan was right here beside her.

She loved her deeply, and she loved her deeply.

She slept soundly until the alarm clock rang. Song Tingxue reached out to silence the alarm. Opening her eyes hazily, she saw A-Yan was also woken by the sound.

“What time is it?”

The alarm was set for 8 o’clock. Song Tingxue was still sleepy. She closed her eyes and slowly said, “We slept late last night, so I didn’t set the alarm too early today.”

Both lay in bed, neither intending to get up.

After a few seconds, Yan Qingqi said, “Wife, you’re leaning on me. My whole side is numb.”

Song Tingxue quickly threw off the blanket, realizing one of her legs was unceremoniously pressed onto the injured person’s thigh.

No wonder she slept so soundly. She clearly wasn’t concerned about the injured person.

After breakfast, Yan Qingqi didn’t rush out. She made a few calls in the ward.

Song Tingxue couldn’t help but look at the two trending topics again. The blacklisting topic had far surpassed the dating rumor in views and comments. The comments were overwhelmingly negative, with people still cursing even at 3 a.m. Not content with cursing on that thread, they moved to the dating rumor, and when they were done with entertainment news, they moved on to general social news to continue their hateful speech.

Song Tingxue sighed. The official account must be overwhelmed. A crowd is certainly demanding an explanation.

She opened her messaging app. It was full of messages from Luo Sisi—first cursing the malicious haters and the malicious intent, then comforting Song Tingxue, sending message after message, checking in every so often, afraid she was getting down. She didn’t stop until 4 a.m.

The last message read: “Sister Song, just treat everything these haters say as nonsense. Sister Ji will definitely find out who is slandering you and get revenge for you. I can’t stay up any longer. The dark circles are showing. I need to sleep now.”

Song Tingxue smiled faintly. She could always trust her good friend, Luo Sisi.

“Don’t worry about me. I didn’t look at my phone yesterday after all. I went to bed at 2 a.m. I just opened my phone now.”

Yan Qingqi came out of the room, dressed in a custom-tailored professional suit.

Song Tingxue quickly walked over. “A-Yan, why didn’t you let me help you change? How is your chest wound?”

“It’s fine. It’s bandaged. It hasn’t bled anymore. I think they can take it off tomorrow. I saw you were busy replying to messages, so I let Xiao Sheng help me change.”

Xiao Sheng was a Beta in her twenties who had worked for the Wen family for five or six years, always attending to Wen Shuyan.

“Songsong, are you ready? Let’s go out.” A-Yan today looked completely revitalized. Tall and poised, with a gentle smile, she was once again the elegant, fragrant Alpha.

She resembled the Miss Yan of the past, but with a more mature, composed demeanor.

“Mhm.” Song Tingxue wore a white dress today, light and elegant, with an ethereal presence. “A-Yan, what are we doing today?”

Yan Qingqi took her hand and smiled faintly. “Today, I’m going back to being Wen Shuyan, and you’re going back to being Madam Wen. I’m going to reclaim my name and publicly affirm our marriage.”

At the Household Registration Office, a former name was added to Wen Shuyan’s register: Yan Qingqi.

Then they went to the Marriage Registration Office.

The original marriage certificate was invalidated and replaced with one bearing the names Wen Shuyan and Song Tingxue.

“Wife, we took new registration photos. This time, you’ve married Wen Shuyan. You’re Madam Wen now.”

Song Tingxue blushed, whispering, “A-Yan, you don’t blame me for lying to you before, and for tricking you into marrying me, right?” Her voice trailed off. The former fugitive was feeling increasingly guilty.

“How is that tricking me? It’s lucky you found me. Otherwise, I’d be stranded on the street, struggling to eat. I should thank Songsong for taking me in. That’s how I got such a wonderful wife.”

Song Tingxue’s lips curved upward, her bright eyes shimmering.

How incredibly lucky she was to have met Miss Yan ten years ago and reunited with her a decade later.

Wen Shuyan looked at the sleek, short-haired Song Tingxue.

“Wife, do you want to take the photo with short hair or long hair?”

Song Tingxue blurted out, “Long hair.”

Every time she looked in the mirror, Song Tingxue sighed, regretting her beautiful, waist-length hair.

“Xiao Sheng.” Wen Shuyan called. Xiao Sheng brought a wig that was almost indistinguishable from real hair in texture and color.

Wen Shuyan put it on Song Tingxue. “Wife, this wig is closest to your original hairstyle. Our marriage photo must be beautiful.”

“Mhm!” Song Tingxue’s eyes curved with delight.

On the way back, both held a red marriage certificate, smiling broadly at the photos inside.

“Madam Wen, are you happy?”

Hearing the address “Madam Wen,” Song Tingxue smiled, biting her lip. “Happy! Very happy!”

“Then let’s celebrate.” Wen Shuyan told the driver, “To Hengshi Jewelry.”

In the jewelry store’s VIP room, a selection of gemstone necklaces, bracelets, and earrings were laid out on the table for Song Tingxue to choose from.

Wen Shuyan: “Do you have any wedding bands? I’d like to choose a new pair for my wife and me.”

Many of the store staff recognized Wen Shuyan, the wealthy heiress. They all rushed to serve them enthusiastically. When they saw Song Tingxue, they were stunned. It was the big star Song Tingxue! Almost everyone immediately recalled yesterday’s trending topic.

The two main figures in the dating rumor were right here! The subject of the blacklisting scandal was picking out jewelry!

This… this…

The subject of the blacklisting scandal is actually a wealthy Madam?!!

This real-life drama is much better than the online gossip!

Wen Shuyan personally selected a pair of rings. “Wife, I never bought us wedding bands. I’m sorry you had to go without one for months. Wear this for now. We’ll pick a proper wedding ring for the ceremony.”

The staff exclaimed inwardly. So doting! The wealthy magnate truly spoils his wife!

Wen Shuyan then chose the most beautiful sapphire necklace and put it on Songsong. The necklace shimmered brightly against her fair, slender swan neck.

Wen Shuyan looked astonished. “Wife, you are so beautiful!”

The staff desperately suppressed their boiling gossip impulses. These two must be the legendary handsome Alpha and beautiful Omega.

Their looks are undeniably perfect!

And what small assistant? She’s a hidden magnate! She must have been secretly visiting the set and got photographed!

At Yuejia Hotel’s Cloud Peak Restaurant, three bodyguards—two men and one woman—stood outside the VIP room.

Ji Yun was led to the private room by a waiter. Seeing the serious setup at the door, she assumed they were bodyguards, but they weren’t her team.

Ji Yun wasn’t sure what was happening. She took a step back and checked the room name. Once confirmed, she pushed the door open, her mind full of questions.

Song Tingxue and her secret wife invited me out for a “light meal.” Even if the topics we need to discuss are stressful, why such a high-end location?

There were only three people in the large private room. Song Tingxue and her “little darling Alpha” were looking out the window, and a young woman who looked like a maid stood quietly nearby.

Hearing the movement, Song Tingxue turned. “Sister Ji is here.”

Ji Yun nodded, her gaze immediately catching the priceless sapphire necklace on her neck. She was stunned. When the “little darling Alpha” turned around, Ji Yun nearly dropped her handbag.

She had only seen Yan Qingqi in photos and videos before. This was the first time she saw the Alpha in person.

The person was wearing a high-end custom suit, smiling graciously, calm and confident. Her entire being exuded the noble presence of an Alpha of high status. Was this person really… the “little darling Alpha”?

Wen Shuyan introduced herself. “Hello, Sister Ji. I am Wen Shuyan, also known as Yan Qingqi, Chairman of the Zhaoyuan Group.”

What?!!

Chairman of the Zhaoyuan Group! A member of the legendary Wen family!

Ji Yun’s eyes widened in shock. This was a true, top-tier magnate!

Wen Shuyan poured her a glass of wine, smiling. “Please sit, Sister Ji. You’re Songsong’s Sister Ji, so you’re my Sister Ji. I’ve always wanted to meet you. You’re a busy person. I’m glad we finally have this chance to gather.”

Ji Yun was overwhelmed. She quickly stood up. “Mr. Wen, you’re too kind. Songsong never mentioned this to me. Tingxue, you married someone like Mr. Wen and didn’t even tell me.”

Song Tingxue smiled, raising her glass to Ji Yun. Her stomach ailment was now cured. Wen Shuyan only allowed her this small glass of wine because they were meeting Ji Yun.

The three sat down to discuss the two viral trending topics from the day before.

Ji Yun: “We’ve mostly identified who spread the malicious rumors and are preparing to issue legal warnings and sue those studios.”

Wen Shuyan smiled faintly. “I can quickly provide evidence to prove those videos are purely slander and fabrication. I invited Sister Ji here today to discuss something else: Songsong and I plan to publicly announce our relationship. I know Songsong has an agreement with your company. I will cover the compensation for Songsong. Also, I would like Songsong to reduce her workload and have more time to rest at home.”

Ji Yun would never dare to demand compensation from Wen Shuyan. She laughed nervously. “Mr. Wen, that’s unnecessary. I will report back to the company. I personally hope Tingxue can comfortably be the Madam of a wealthy family, as she is so lucky to have such a loving wife.”

Wen Shuyan: “Thank you, Sister Ji, for taking care of Songsong all this time. Songsong and I appreciate it.”

With the serious business concluded, the dinner ended. Ji Yun, who arrived with a face full of worry, left beaming with happiness.

That afternoon, Song Tingxue’s official social media account released a statement. First, a clarification: the woman in the videos was not Song Tingxue. It was a case of malicious slander and defamation by unknown parties. She stated she would pursue legal action against those who spread the rumors.

Immediately after, Song Tingxue posted an official announcement. The post included two pictures: a fresh marriage registration photo of her and Wen Shuyan, both smiling brilliantly and looking incredibly happy, and a photo of their two hands, adorned with matching rings, clasped together.

The text read: Very lucky to have met the person I want to hold hands with for life. We have been holding hands for five months, and we will walk this journey together for the rest of our lives.

The internet exploded!

“What! Song Tingxue is married! My Goddess Song is actually married!”

“I must be seeing things! I wake up, and Goddess Song is married!”

“The little assistant is actually her Alpha wife?”

“They’ve been married for five months!! They’re a legitimate couple!”

“This isn’t a scandal; it’s a guide to showing affection on a movie set.”

“Goddess Song has beautiful hands, and the assistant’s are nice too. I admit I have a hand fetish.”

“The amount of drama I’ve consumed in two days will take a lifetime to digest!”

“Ahhh! My Goddess Song kept her marriage a secret! I can’t take it! I feel lied to!”

“I’d rather Goddess Song be secretly married than believe those two videos were her.”

“A joke. Does being married mean she won’t go to hotels or throw herself at sugar daddies?”

“Goddess Song clarified. The woman in the video isn’t her. Someone is slandering her.”

In the hospital, Wen Shuyan, who had just finished her checkup, had already received countless phone calls.

“Yes! The marriage certificate is real. Yes, I registered the marriage. Song Tingxue is my wife.”

“Yan Qingqi is my stage name, haha. I’m just copying people in the industry and giving myself one. Excuse me for that.”

“We registered five months ago… I was photographed visiting the set.”

“We registered first; we haven’t had the wedding yet. Someone is maliciously slandering my wife, after all… Yes, I will definitely send you an invitation when the time comes.”

“Hahahaha, you didn’t see that coming, did you? I never expected my wife to be a celebrity either. It just so happens she is one.”

“No, no. It’s a small matter. It’s not necessary for you to intervene. But you absolutely must come and have a celebratory drink.”

“Third Uncle, Sixth Uncle, the people in those two videos are not her. Someone is deliberately slandering her. I will provide proof. I welcome you to attend my wedding. However, I want to make it clear that my wife will only be Song Tingxue. No one can change that.”

“Third Uncle” and “Sixth Uncle” were two older, respected clan members from the old Wen family. Wen Shuyan addressed them respectfully but rarely interacted with them. Unexpectedly, they called from afar to dissuade her, using their seniority to prevent her from impulsively marrying an allegedly immoral actress, even bringing up her deceased parents.

Wen Shuyan shook her head. A deep regret suddenly welled up. If only Mom and Dad were here. They would believe Song Tingxue and would love Songsong. But they left her too soon to see her wedding.

Her phone buzzed again. Wen Shuyan answered, hearing a familiar voice.

Kong Yueshu: “Shuyan, I trust your judgment. I believe Song Tingxue would never be the person described in those rumors.”

Wen Shuyan was moved and said sincerely, “Thank you!”

“I didn’t congratulate you last time. Today, I wish you both happiness, long life together, and eternal devotion!”

Wen Shuyan thanked her again. “Thank you!”

“I have one more question. Maybe it’s inappropriate, but I’ll never be able to accept it if I don’t ask.”

Wen Shuyan gently inhaled, guessing what she would ask. “Go ahead.”

“Was there something wrong with me? Why didn’t you like me?” Kong Yueshu struggled to control herself, but her voice still broke into a sob.

“Yueshu, it’s not that there’s anything wrong with you. You’re truly wonderful. You’re beautiful, independent, your grades were better than mine, and you have a great personality.”

“Then why wouldn’t you accept me?” Kong Yueshu cried.

“We played together often since we were children. In my heart, you are another cousin, a dear friend. But kinship is kinship. We have always been like sisters. I’m sorry, I can’t turn that into romantic love.”

“You never tried. How do you know it couldn’t turn into love?”

Wen Shuyan took a deep breath. “Yueshu, don’t force yourself. I’m not the right person. You will meet someone who truly loves you.”

“No, I won’t. I’ll never meet anyone. You’re married. You abandoned me. I’m alone now.” Kong Yueshu wept profusely on the phone.

Wen Shuyan was momentarily stunned, feeling sad for her good friend.

“Yueshu, why would you be alone? We’re still good friends, always will be. If you get bored, come find me anytime. Songsong and I, we’ll call Xiao Chu and Qiao An. We’ll drink and sing together. We can even play mahjong.”

Kong Yueshu cried harder. “Wen Shuyan, if I drink one cup, you have to drink ten! I’ll make your wife sing, and you’ll be sleeping alone! I’ll also make everyone listen to your dreadful singing voice!”

Wen Shuyan smiled, her eyes red. “Yueshu, thank you for your blessing. You take care of yourself.”

“…Mhm. Say hello to your wife for me. I’ll find her for dinner and gossip soon. I’ll tell her embarrassing stories about you.”

“Please be gentle with my image. Try to maintain my glorious reputation.”

“What glory do you have? You always ran away first when you saw a stray dog.”

Hanging up, Wen Shuyan turned and saw Song Tingxue standing by the bedside, watching her.

“Miss Kong called?”

“Mhm. She called to wish us happiness, long life together.”

Song Tingxue poured her a glass of water. “Miss Kong is a good person and beautiful. She’s the heiress of Sunshine Group—a perfect match for you. Why didn’t you marry her…”

“Stop, stop! What are you thinking now? I told you, we’re all good friends. I see her as a cousin. You can’t let your imagination run wild.”

“I’m not letting my imagination run wild,” Song Tingxue said, her lips curving happily. “I just… saw you constantly answering calls and asked if you wanted water.”

As Wen Shuyan took the water glass, she grasped Songsong’s hand. She put the glass on the table and pulled her in forcefully.

Song Tingxue fell into her arms. Afraid of hitting her wound, she braced her hand on the table.

“Songsong, you are my wife. Just be secure in that. I don’t care about matching status. I want you. I love you, only you.”

She embraced her slender waist and kissed her fiercely, easily parting her lips.

Song Tingxue trembled slightly, her heart full of joy.

Since meeting Kong Yueshu, although she didn’t want to admit it, an invisible sense of inferiority had haunted her.

She was just a small celebrity, even if she was a Three Gold Movie Queen. Before that, she was just an orphan from a welfare home. She could never compare to Kong Yueshu, a true heiress. Kong Yueshu was the one everyone saw as a suitable match for A-Yan.

A-Yan told her to be secure.

Yes, she should listen to A-Yan and be secure.

In the tangle of their lips, she hooked A-Yan’s neck, pulling her closer.

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Author’s Note:

Song Tingxue: Wuwu, I feel like I can’t compare to Miss Kong.

Wen Shuyan: You are you, my dearest wife.