The Anti-Alpha Protagonist is Exceptionally Biased Towards Me (GL) - Chapter 7

Xiao Yu’er…

Gu Yu’s first reaction was that this was a nickname used by one of the original character’s hookups. Combined with the familiar profile picture, an unbelievable guess formed in her mind.

One of the original character’s hookups might be the big celebrity in front of her.

Such a dramatic event happening to her, even a calm person like Gu Yu found it hard to recover.

By the time her mind came back to her, the woman was no longer in sight.

The celebrity’s fan base was clearly large. Even though she was gone, the fans were still excited and discussing her.

“Xinxin must still be filming right now. She looks so much thinner. I heard that after this project, she’s rushing to the next one. It sounds so exhausting.”

“Even though I can’t see her face, she gives off such a beautiful vibe. She’s my dream omega!”

Listening to the chatter around her, Li Ruqin’s eyes also showed a hint of envy. What manager doesn’t wish to have an A-list celebrity under them?

“If only you could be more ambitious,” she said, sighing as she looked at Gu Yu. “You have such good looks, but why can’t you get famous?”

Back then, she had seen Gu Yu’s good looks and had gone to great lengths to get her into the industry, hoping her niece would become famous. But who knew that in the entertainment industry, looks aren’t everything. Luck and skill are both indispensable.

With this little incident interrupting her, her temper had been cut short, and she couldn’t get back into her original frustrated state.

She decided to change her strategy to persuasion, but she didn’t get the chance to implement it.

A call from the film set came in. Li Ruqin immediately stood up. “What?! How could she faint for no reason?! Wait for me, I’m on my way.”

She hurriedly hung up the phone and said to Gu Yu, “Something happened to Meng Tian during filming. I have to go check on her. I’ve left the scripts on the table for you. You should at least take a look at them.”

“I’m leaving.”

With that, she grabbed her bag and hurried out, her high heels clicking.

Gu Yu watched her disappear through the café door. A moment later, she didn’t look at the scripts on the table. Instead, she picked up her phone and began to search through her long list of messages for the person who was just there.

There were quite a few people who called her “Xiao Yu’er” in their chats. Counting them, there were over twenty people. Considering the other person’s identity, she was probably quite generous with her money. After narrowing down the possibilities, Gu Yu’s attention fell on three specific accounts.

She tapped her fingers on the phone screen without purpose, making a series of clear tapping sounds. Her eyes showed she was deep in thought. “Which one could you be?” she murmured.

If the person was really one of the people on her chat list, did she recognize her? From what she could tell, she probably didn’t.

From the little memory she had, the original character had been very good at hiding her personal information when scamming people online, perhaps because she was also developing a career in the entertainment industry. Her identity was made up, a mix of truths and lies that was hard to distinguish.

So, did the original character know that one of her hookups was a famous celebrity? Probably not. If she had, she wouldn’t have kept the relationship purely online.

But no matter what, Gu Yu stared at the profile pictures on her phone, thinking that she had to resolve these issues as soon as possible.

At the Song residence, a black minivan slowly drove through the gate. The driver got out and opened the back door for Song Xinran. Aunt Jiang heard the movement and came out to greet her. “Young Miss, lunch is ready for you.”

Her eyes were sharp, and she saw the umbrella in Song Xinran’s hand. She instinctively went to take it, but Song Xinran turned slightly, moving the umbrella away. “Aunt Jiang, I can hold it myself.”

“Okay,” Aunt Jiang said, not asking any questions. She obediently moved to the side. After Song Xinran walked ahead, she followed and reported on the morning’s events. “Young Miss, Young Master Xie came to visit this morning. He was looking for you.”

Since Song Xinran had gone to Dr. Shen’s, he had naturally been stood up.

Hearing the four words “Young Master Xie,” Song Xinran’s steps paused, and a visible look of annoyance crossed her face. “Next time he comes, just tell him to get lost.”

Aunt Jiang dutifully replied, “Yes, Young Miss. I understand.”

After Song Xinran had walked away, another maid who had recently started working at the Song residence came over. Although she didn’t know many things, she had heard of the Young Master Xie. She couldn’t help but say with some concern, “Isn’t the Young Miss being too impolite? After all, Young Master Xie is backed by the Xie family, so his status is quite high…”

The expression in Aunt Jiang’s eyes was distant. She directly interrupted the maid before she could finish. “We just need to do our jobs. Other matters are not for us to worry about.”

The other person felt a little awkward and gave a forced smile, saying nothing more.

Meanwhile, on the other side, at the set of Path of Immortals, Liu Yanxi was rubbing her temples in frustration, looking at the script in her hands. The male fifth lead had committed a crime, so she naturally couldn’t use him anymore. But now that half of the show was filmed, where was she going to find a suitable replacement?

Liu Yanxi rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on.

Just then, two knocks sounded on the door, and the assistant’s voice came from outside. “Director Liu, Screenwriter Zuo is here.”

Liu Yanxi perked up a bit. “Let her in.”

With a creak, the door opened.

“Director Liu,” Zuo Jia said softly and politely after entering. She then stood stiffly, her posture straight like a wooden post.

She was wearing a very loose gray jacket, making her look quite thin. She had shoulder-length hair and a pair of large, round-rimmed glasses that covered almost a third of her face. Her bangs were thick and heavy, nearly obscuring her eyes.

Anyone who didn’t know her would never guess that this seemingly introverted and timid omega was the original author of the novel Path of Immortals and one of the screenwriters for the show.

Liu Yanxi nodded. This Screenwriter Zuo looked like a little bunny. She tried her best to appear kind and gentle so as not to scare her. “Have a seat.”

Zuo Jia then sat down stiffly.

The air was a little silent. After about five seconds, guessing that it was impossible to get the other person to speak on her own, Liu Yanxi took the initiative. “Miss Zuo, is there something you need?”

Zuo Jia gripped the fabric of her pants with both hands, rubbing them together. She looked a little flustered. After a moment, she finally spoke. Her voice was quiet, but because the surroundings were silent, Liu Yanxi could hear what she was saying.

“Director Liu, I… I heard about what happened with the male fifth lead. I heard you’re worried about recasting. I, I have an idea…”

She seemed a little nervous, and her words weren’t very smooth. “The day before yesterday, I saw a video in our work group chat. There was an alpha in the Wangyue Pavilion scene who was very eye-catching. She, she gave me a new idea. I was thinking…”

…

Time slowly passed. Outside the room, the assistant checked her phone. Half an hour later, the door finally opened again, and Zuo Jia’s figure appeared in the doorway.

Through the crack in the door, she saw that Director Liu, who had looked so stressed half an hour ago, now had a relaxed expression on her face. She was holding a pen and writing something on a piece of paper.

The assistant breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the problem that had been troubling them was probably solved.

She looked at Zuo Jia with a hint of gratitude and was surprised to find that she looked a little tired. She asked with concern, “Screenwriter Zuo, what’s wrong? Are you not feeling well?”

Zuo Jia shook her head and gave a small smile, indicating she was fine. When she got to a corner where no one was paying attention, she took out her phone, opened her chat app, and looked a little disappointed.

That internet friend hadn’t replied to her messages for two days.