What's Wrong with Spoiling You? [Entertainment Industry] - Chapter 51

Sina Entertainment V: Yun Duan Explodes with Likes on Fan Comment: Is the Woman in the Hotel Photo Tan Yun?  May 20th, 6:00 sharp, Yun Duan’s agent lashes out at Yun Chu’s ‘most important person.’ At 7:07:07, Yun Duan goes wild liking fan comments, first-time response to ‘Cherish Me for a Lifetime’ Pics

 

When this Weibo post went live, Yun Bo was still filming on set. Instantly, the way people looked at her changed. Although she wasn’t the one who hit the like button, without her say-so, her agent wouldn’t dare use her account to like posts.

 

The implication of the Weibo couldn’t be clearer—it was a public coming out. Looking around the entertainment industry, almost no one has successfully come out publicly.

 

Dong Yang cooperated seamlessly, wrapping up the scene quickly. It wasn’t until his break that he saw the Weibo post, and he couldn’t help but view Yun Bo in a new light.

 

Ning Xuan had long guessed their relationship and wasn’t as shocked as the others. Remembering how she’d once helped Tan Yun, she wanted to secure her role early and said, “Congratulations, Duanduan.”

 

The impact of Weibo was massive. Though Yun Bo hadn’t publicly posted to clarify her relationship with Tan Yun, openly liking those comments was enough to set fans’ imaginations running wild.

 

One reason for her hesitation was her independence within the company, while Tan Yun’s situation was different. If she acknowledged their relationship, the burden she’d bear might be even heavier than Yun Bo’s.

 

If her company wasn’t open-minded, it could mean she’d be fired.

 

Yun Bo didn’t even glance at Ning Xuan beside her. She walked to a corner and called Cheng Xiaoai.

 

Cheng Xiaoai had seen the Weibo post early that morning. She’d expected Yun Bo to wait a while before going public, at least giving Tan Yun a transition period. She hadn’t anticipated such a bold move.

 

Truly the tactics of a superstar—impressive!

 

“Has Xiao Yun seen the post yet?”

 

“I tricked her into giving me her phone. She hasn’t seen it yet.” When Cheng Xiaoai saw the post, she was happy for Tan Yun—finally, the clouds had parted to reveal the moon. But this method was definitely not something Tan Yun could handle.

 

Yun Bo’s expression darkened. She’d considered this before, which was one reason she hadn’t gone public. “The longer we drag it out, the more it’ll hurt her. She’ll have to face this pressure sooner or later.”

 

Cheng Xiaoai understood. After all, it was her own choice, and she’d have to walk this path herself. “Should I tell her now, or wait for you to come back?”

 

Yun Bo fell silent, thinking of how to minimize the damage. “What’s she doing now?”

 

“Packing her things in the room,” Cheng Xiaoai replied.

 

What she didn’t know was that there was also a computer in the room.

 

At that moment, Tan Yun stared in disbelief at the headlines flooding every browser.

 

She rushed to the door, then quickly turned back, trying to calm herself.

 

Xiaoai borrowing her phone must have been to keep her from seeing Weibo.

 

Yun Bo’s surprise had indeed been more of a shock. She’d never imagined dating a celebrity, let alone a superstar.

 

She read through every recent Weibo update calmly, then closed the computer, pretending nothing had happened.

 

Since Yun Bo did this, she must have her reasons.

 

She stood dazed in the room for a long time until Cheng Xiaoai finally came knocking.

 

Tan Yun steadied her emotions and opened the door.

 

Cheng Xiaoai handed her phone back and said, “Xiao Yun, come on, sis will take you out for a good meal.”

 

Tan Yun stared into her eyes for a long while, noticing she had no intention of explaining, and couldn’t help feeling a bit disappointed. “Let’s go out for drinks instead!”

 

“Drinks?” Cheng Xiaoai had only gone drinking with her a handful of times, and ever since Mi Nuan’s trap, she had practically sworn off alcohol.

 

If she had looked more closely, she would have seen Tan Yun digging her nails into her own palm.

 

Tan Yun used the pain to steady herself. “Yeah, drinks. We finally defeated Gu Yuan today—shouldn’t we celebrate with a drink?”

 

“Oh, that’s why!” Cheng Xiaoai finally relaxed. “Alright, let’s go out for drinks then. I’ll go change first.”

 

Tan Yun saw right through her lie. “I’ll wait here for you.”

 

Cheng Xiaoai hurried back to her room and sent Yun Bo a text:

 

—I’m going out for drinks with Tan Yun first. I’ll send you the address later.

 

Yun Bo glanced at the director, who was still filming, and estimated it would take another two hours to wrap up. She replied: “I’ll be there in two hours.”

 

Cheng Xiaoai grabbed a random outfit from her closet and changed. When she came out, she saw Tan Yun scrolling through her phone—nowadays, any webpage would be flooded with Yun Duan’s response. She quickly asked, “What are you looking at?”

 

Tan Yun smirked, wanting to tease her. “Xiaoai, I just saw something about Yun Duan’s response on Weibo…”

 

Cheng Xiaoai’s heart skipped a beat, and she quickly brushed it off. “Why are you paying attention to that? There are all kinds of online stunts these days—it’s got nothing to do with us.”

 

“Is that so? Let’s go then!”

 

……

 

……

 

When it was time to pay, Tan Yun deliberately asked, “Xiaoai, is there anything you’re hiding from me?”

 

“Huh?” Cheng Xiaoai was caught off guard. “Do you know something?”

 

“No, I’m just a little curious. You always make me pay—what made you suddenly decide to foot the bill this time?”

 

Cheng Xiaoai exhaled in relief and rubbed her chest. “Do I really seem like the type to freeload?”

 

Tan Yun nodded seriously. “Yes!”

 

Cheng Xiaoai pulled out her wallet and slapped it on the table. “Just for that, sis is feeling petty today. Order whatever you want—my treat, no regrets.”

 

A calculating glint flashed in Tan Yun’s eyes. “Xiaoai, can I bring a plus-one?”

 

“A plus-one?” Cheng Xiaoai suddenly regretted putting her wallet on the table. She stiffened. “Sure, of course!”

 

Tan Yun grinned and snatched the wallet before she could change her mind. “Quick, send my beauty the location.”

 

Watching her smug expression, Cheng Xiaoai shook her head, thinking, “Once your beauty gets here, who’s gonna pay then?”

 

True to her word, Tan Yun didn’t hold back—she ordered several expensive dishes, a case of beer, and two bottles of liquor.

 

Cheng Xiaoai pretended to be heartbroken. “After ordering all this, aren’t you gonna sing me a song?”

 

Tan Yun took a sip of beer, feeling the cool liquid settle in her stomach. She shook her head, “No way, I’m not singing for you. I’ll only sing for my beauty alone.”

 

Cheng Xiaoai rolled her eyes at her, “You’re the classic case of ditching friends for love.”

 

……

 

……

 

Over at the film set, Dong Yang and Ning Xuan were still stuck on a scene. The director had demonstrated the movements several times, but none met his satisfaction.

 

Yun Bo had completely lost patience for waiting, her brows tightly furrowed. If the set hadn’t already been fully prepared, she would have demanded the director move her scenes up.

 

More than an hour had passed when Cheng Xiaoai texted her, saying Tan Yun was drunk and clamoring to sing for her.

 

Yun Bo pressed her throbbing temples, annoyed beyond words.

 

Finally unable to take it anymore, she stepped forward to take a look.

 

It didn’t take long for her to spot the issue—this time, the problem wasn’t with Dong Yang but with Ning Xuan deliberately making mistakes.

 

Ning Xuan was the vindictive type. The spat she’d had with Dong Yang yesterday still hadn’t left her mind, and she was probably trying to mess with him today.

 

The director, oblivious to her scheme, launched into a tirade at Dong Yang.

 

“I just praised you this morning. How come you’re like a completely different person this afternoon? How long have you been stuck on this one scene?”

 

Dong Yang, being a newcomer, didn’t dare argue. “I’ll try to adjust,” he said.

 

Ning Xuan crossed her arms and sneered, “No idea what you’re so proud of. You should’ve done your homework.”

 

Yun Bo pointed at the stand-in watching nearby and said, “You, come up and shoot this scene.”

 

The stand-in blinked. “Huh?” She glanced between Ning Xuan and Yun Bo, only stepping forward after the director nodded. “What should I do?”

 

Without another word, Yun Bo told the director, “You can start filming.”

 

Using a stand-in without the original actor’s permission was a direct slap to Ning Xuan’s face. Gritting her teeth, she asked, “Duanduan, what’s the meaning of this?”

 

Yun Bo didn’t even acknowledge her, turning instead to the equally bewildered Dong Yang. “Just act based on your own understanding.”

 

Seeing the two on the verge of a blowup, the director quickly intervened. “Ning Xuan, step aside for now. Let Dong Yang find his footing first, then you can come back.”

 

Hearing this, the fire in Ning Xuan’s chest cooled slightly. She studied Yun Bo carefully.

 

She probably just wanted to leave early to deal with the public coming-out situation. No matter how her career turned out afterward, Ning Xuan absolutely wouldn’t let this opportunity slip away.

 

She approached Yun Bo, who was still frowning, and asked, “Duanduan, I’ve finished reviewing the script. When can I meet with the director?”

 

Yun Bo glanced at her sidelong. “Do I need to arrange it personally for you?”

 

“Duanduan, have you introduced me to the director at all?” Ning Xuan quickly realized something was off.

 

Yun Bo replied with two words: “I haven’t.”

 

Something snapped in Ning Xuan’s mind. She forced a dry laugh. “Duanduan, you’re joking, right?”

 

The corner of Yun Bo’s lips curled mockingly. “Why would I joke with you?”

 

“What the hell do you call this if not a joke?” Rage surged through Ning Xuan as she finally understood she’d been played.

 

“Cut!” The director, fully absorbed in filming, didn’t notice the two people arguing nearby. He turned to Ning Xuan and said, “Ning Xuan, no need for you to come over. The stand-in did quite well!”

 

“You!” Ning Xuan pointed a finger at her nose. “Did you do this on purpose?”

 

Yun Bo gave an appreciative glance at the stand-in and remarked, “She did perform better than you. If I ever start my own studio, I’d sign her first without hesitation.”

 

Her words carried obvious provocation. Ning Xuan raised her hand, ready to slap her.

 

Yun Bo dodged with a tilt of her head and turned to Youyou, who was taking photos nearby. “Did you save the pictures?”

 

Youyou nodded. “Already saved.”

 

Yun Bo’s frown eased, and a smile spread across her face. “Sorry, but I have this hobby—I love taking photos.”

 

“You’re getting back at me!” Ning Xuan’s anger flared, barely restraining herself from lunging at her.

 

Yun Bo couldn’t be bothered to engage physically. “Youyou, start recording.”

 

“You!” Ning Xuan gritted her teeth and withdrew her hand. She no longer had the leverage to oppose Yun Bo and finally understood the real purpose behind the script Yun Bo had given her. “So you were just buying time.”

 

This time, Yun Bo couldn’t even be bothered to respond. She walked over to the director and urged, “Can we shoot my scenes now?”

 

The director had originally planned to work overtime tonight, but considering today’s trending topics on Weibo, he guessed Yun Bo had a lot to deal with. “We’ll start shooting soon.”

 

Dong Yang walked over with a bottle of drink. “Thanks for the pointers earlier, Duanduan.”

 

“Have you figured out your next scene?” Yun Bo’s concern was simple—she just wanted to wrap up work early.

 

Dong Yang paused, surprised to receive such attention for the first time, and confidently replied, “Got it.”

 

……

 

……

 

By the time Yun Bo arrived at the bar where Tan Yun and Cheng Xiaoai were drinking, both were completely wasted.

 

Tan Yun squinted, waving a finger in front of Yun Bo’s face. “Hmm… another beauty. Ha! Xiaoai, how many beauties have come by now?”

 

Yun Bo helped her up from the table, patting her back. “Feeling sick?”

 

Tan Yun puckered her lips, cupping Yun Bo’s face as if to kiss her. “Beauty, let me kiss you. I’ve missed you so much.”

 

Equally drunk, Cheng Xiaoai slurred, “M-make… your beauty pay up. One thousand three… one thousand…”

 

Tan Yun had just planted a loud kiss on Yun Bo’s cheek when she started pointing randomly at the air. “No… no paying. My beauty’s money… is for me to spend.”

 

Yun Bo sighed, taking Tan Yun’s flailing hand into hers.

 

Tan Yun nuzzled against her, exhaling a strong whiff of alcohol into her face before sniffing. “Beauty… do you like me?”

 

Yun Bo tapped her nose playfully. “What do you think?”

 

Tan Yun shook her head, hiccuping. “You… must like me. But… but…”

 

“But what?” Yun Bo found her adorable and couldn’t resist pinching her flushed cheeks—they looked so tempting she wanted to take a bite.

 

Tan Yun sniffled, burying her face into Yun Bo’s shoulder and mumbling incoherently, “You… you never sleep with me.”

 

The words carried obvious complaint. Yun Bo knew exactly what she meant by “sleeping,” but pretended not to. “Then who have you been sleeping with these past few nights?”

 

“Ah!” Tan Yun bit her shoulder. “I mean—not that kind of sleeping, this kind…”

 

“That kind?” Yun Bo fished out some hangover medicine from her bag and patted her back. “Be good, drink this.”

 

“No, no! I—I want to be willful,” Tan Yun declared solemnly.

 

Yun Bo found it amusing. “Who goes around saying that out loud?”

 

Tan Yun let out a heavy “hmph!” “I don’t care, I just—just want to sleep with you!”

 

Yun Bo coaxed, “Alright, you can sleep with me.”

 

“I don’t mean that kind of sleeping!” Tan Yun corrected her, struggling to sit up straight and holding up two fingers in front of her eyes. “Look carefully, like this.”

 

She extended one finger, trying to press it against the other, but her dizziness made it impossible to align them properly.

 

“Huh? Why won’t my fingers listen?” She curiously examined her fingers before trying again, then grabbed Yun Bo’s chest in frustration.

 

“I don’t care, I don’t care!”

 

Yun Bo’s breath hitched. “What don’t you care about?”

 

“I want milk today!” Tan Yun shouted loudly, too drunk to care about dignity. “I want it today!”

 

Yun Bo exhaled, knowing she couldn’t let this temptation continue. She pressed the hangover remedy to Tan Yun’s lips. “Sweetheart, be good. Let’s drink this first, okay?”

 

“No!” Tan Yun turned her face away stubbornly. “If I drink this now, I’ll be full when we get home.”

 

“Sweetheart, listen to me,” Yun Bo coaxed. “If you don’t drink it, I’ll give it to Cheng Xiaoai.”

 

“No!” Tan Yun grabbed her wrist. “You can’t give it to anyone!”

 

“Then drink it quickly, okay?” Yun Bo wrapped an arm around her waist to keep her from slipping off her lap.

 

Cheng Xiaoai, sprawled on the table, mumbled in response to hearing her name.

 

Yun Bo brought the remedy back to Tan Yun’s lips. “See, she’s awake. If you don’t drink it now, I’ll give it to her.”

 

Cheng Xiaoai waved a hand. “Drink! Drink!”

 

Tan Yun clamped her lips around the bottle and downed it in one go.

 

The moment she finished, she jumped out of Yun Bo’s arms and wobbled toward the microphone. “I’ll sing for you.”

 

“Sing when we get home, okay?” Yun Bo hurried to steady her, afraid she might bump into something.

 

“No, I want to sing now!” As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes. “Yun Bo! You’re a big liar!”

 

“What’s wrong?” Her crying startled Yun Bo, who gently wiped her tears with the back of her hand.

 

Tan Yun bit her lip, tears streaming down. “Liar!”

 

Yun Bo glanced at Cheng Xiaoai, still slumped on the table, suspecting she had let something slip. She ruffled Tan Yun’s hair. “Yes, I’m a liar.”

 

Tan Yun buried herself in Yun Bo’s chest and sobbed. “But I still like you, liar. What do I do, Yun Bo? I really, really like you!”

 

She blurted out the words in one breath, then started hiccuping uncontrollably. “I really, really, really like you so much.”

 

Yun Bo’s heart had melted into a pool of tenderness, her eyelashes damp as she responded to the deep affection, “I know. I’ve known all along.”

 

“Yun Bo—hic—Yun—hic—can you… lie to me for my whole life, mmph…”

 

The kiss came without warning, and Tan Yun’s hiccups stopped abruptly, her eyes widening in surprise.

 

Yun Bo gently claimed her lips, each press carrying a hint of possessiveness.

 

After a moment of stunned silence, Tan Yun quickly closed her eyes and reciprocated.

 

She proactively parted her lips, inviting the other’s tongue to enter.

 

Yet the moment it did, she swiftly closed her mouth again, trapping it tightly inside.

 

Yun Bo found the air in her mouth completely stolen, nearly overwhelmed, but soon she reclaimed dominance, firmly cupping the back of Tan Yun’s head.

 

Their slick tongues tangled in the confined space, twisting and turning relentlessly.

 

Gasping for air, Tan Yun clutched at her arms and leaned back weakly.

 

At that moment, only one word flashed through Yun Bo’s mind: minx! She’s absolutely a minx!

 

Only when Tan Yun was nearly faint from the kiss did Yun Bo finally release her, licking at the silvery strand connecting their lips as she asked, “Will you dare seduce me like this again?”

 

Expecting the little minx to repent, Yun Bo was instead met with a dazed blink before Tan Yun, still limp in her arms, murmured with lingering desire, “I want to rub with my knees!”

 

Yun Bo: “…”