What's Wrong with Spoiling You? [Entertainment Industry] - Chapter 57

The moonlight gently bathed the earth, stretching the shadows of two people long across the ground.

Yun Bo held her hand contentedly, listening to her chatter endlessly about their future life together.

They walked all the way back to the hotel like this. When with her, Yun Bo kept her phone turned off, afraid that any disturbance might ruin their joyful time.

But recently had been turbulent times. As soon as she turned on her phone, several unread messages and missed calls appeared.

Among them was one from her lawyer. She first took out the pajamas from the wardrobe and handed them to Tan Yun, saying, “You go shower first. I need to handle some work matters.”

Tan Yun chuckled twice, reminding her, “Don’t forget what you promised me during dinner.”

“I won’t forget,” Yun Bo opened the message, “I’m looking forward to it too.”

Tan Yun laughed and ran into the bathroom.

Yun Bo poured herself a glass of water. The message was simple: Gu Yuan refused to admit her first act of plagiarism, so if they wanted compensation, they could only claim damages for the second instance.

After reading it, she immediately thought of one person—Mi Nuan.

She was next in line to be dealt with. The reason Yun Bo hadn’t targeted her from the start was to let her stew in fear.

By now, Zhou Huixiu would certainly no longer consider her as a successor, and her attitude toward her would have drastically changed.

She called Youyou back.

These past two days, Yun Bo and Tan Yun had dominated headlines across major social media platforms. Some even speculated whether Tan Yun was planning to enter the entertainment industry.

Youyou’s message was just updating her on the latest online trends. “Duanduan, another wave of haters has emerged online, directly smearing Tan Yun’s reputation. They’re claiming she retained her status through behind-the-scenes manipulation after being exploited by you.”

The accusation was laughable. Yun Bo could guess this was Ning Xuan’s last-ditch effort. Now that her ties with President Li were completely severed and she had no new projects lined up, she was worse off than a newcomer with no connections.

“Release the video and photos of Ning Xuan attacking me on set yesterday evening,” Yun Bo said. She had warned Ning Xuan not to throw an egg against a rock. Her current predicament was entirely self-inflicted.

Ning Xuan and Yun Bo weren’t signed to the same company, so it was perfectly reasonable for Youyou to release the video and photos to protect her artist. “Then I’ll post the video in half an hour.”

Once the video and photos were out, Ning Xuan would have to answer not only to netizens but also to her company. She wouldn’t have any time left to smear Tan Yun.

But Yun Bo still had to deal with Mi Nuan. “Help me arrange a meeting with embroidery master Zhou Huixiu.”

Youyou knew this was about avenging Tan Yun and didn’t ask further.

By the time she finished her tasks, Tan Yun was almost done showering. She hurriedly threw on her nightgown and ran out, saying, “I’m done. Come in quickly—I’ll help you bathe.”

Yun Bo tossed her phone onto the bed and took out her pajamas from the wardrobe. “What an honor! To have the Third Miss Tan personally attend to this humble servant’s bath—how fortunate!”

“Third Miss Tan?” Why did that sound so familiar?

“Yes, Miss Tan the Third.” Yun Bo had always addressed her that way. The affectionate name “Yun Qing” was something she only dared to call her in her heart, or perhaps scribble on paper while daydreaming with her chin propped in her hands.

Though the words sounded distant, there was a deep longing woven into them. Seizing the opportunity, Tan Yun wanted to change how she addressed her. “Yun Bo, do you have any nicknames?”

Yun Bo, holding clothes in her hands, walked slowly toward her. “Haven’t all my nicknames been coined by you?”

Tan Yun tilted her head, slightly displeased. “But—but you only let me call you Yun Bo. Things like ‘beauty,’ I can only say in my heart.”

“You’re just silly and don’t know how to change it.”

Tan Yun naturally took the clothes from her hands, then closed the bathroom door behind her. With a mischievous grin, she stroked her chin. “Hehe, so does that mean I can change it however I want? Call you whatever I like?”

Yun Bo sat on the dressing table, one hand resting on her shoulder, her foot brushing against Tan Yun’s thigh. “Then, what does Xiao Yun want to call me?”

Tan Yun had thought of many nicknames but couldn’t settle on the most fitting one. She sighed softly. “Actually, I don’t know what to call you either. ‘Wife’ feels too casual, ‘darling’ sounds a bit frivolous, and ‘beauty’ seems like something unattainable.”

Her foot continued its upward journey as Yun Bo tilted her head, mirroring Tan Yun’s dilemma. “Then my poor Xiao Yun is really in a bind.”

“Not a bind, not a bind.” Tan Yun leaned closer, twirling a strand of Yun Bo’s long hair around her finger. “So I figured, I’ll just try every single one.”

“You’re really greedy, aren’t you!” Yun Bo hooked a finger under her chin. “Say each one for me to hear.”

Tan Yun’s eyes lit up. She pressed down on the leg Yun Bo had draped over her and pulled her into her arms. “Wife, wife, wife…”

She repeated it over a dozen times in one breath, and Yun Bo’s heart skipped. She kissed Tan Yun’s chattering lips.

This time, Tan Yun took the lead. Rising onto her tiptoes, she lifted Yun Bo’s legs, summoning an unexpected burst of strength to hoist her up against her body.

Their kiss sent the world spinning. Tan Yun lost herself, greedily drinking in the air from Yun Bo’s mouth. “You… little vixen.”

Pinned against the wall, Yun Bo gasped between kisses, her body burning with heat.

Having kissed her several times before, Tan Yun had picked up a few tricks. Her hands roamed downward, pausing at a certain spot to tease until Yun Bo surrendered beneath her lips.

Afterward, Tan Yun mimicked Yun Bo’s earlier gesture, licking away the traces of their kiss from her lips. With a smug grin, she teased, “So? How’s the young master’s kissing technique?”

“Quite impressive,” Yun Bo admitted, tugging down her shoulder strap. “Young master, isn’t it time for a bath?”

Tan Yun planted her hands on her hips and laughed heartily. “Admit defeat already? Can’t wait, huh?”

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They kept at it until dawn. Tan Yun woke early, gazing at the exhausted beauty beside her. Thinking it was her turn to shine, she considerately went downstairs to buy breakfast.

When she returned, Yun Bo was already awake, though still visibly worn out, her eyes half-lidded as she leaned against the headboard. At the sound of the door, her lashes fluttered in greeting.

Brimming with energy, Tan Yun first checked her forehead to ensure she wasn’t feverish, then sighed in relief. Clearly, she had worn her out the night before.

But that just proved how skilled she was, she thought proudly.

Yun Bo didn’t see it that way. She had missed the mark in every aspect, ending up at a disadvantage both before and after. Next time, she wouldn’t engage in such a losing deal again.

Tan Yun unwrapped the dinner she had bought and asked, “Yun Bo, have some porridge. It smells really good.”

Yun Bo obediently opened her mouth. Tan Yun blew on the steaming porridge repeatedly, testing the temperature against her own lips before daring to feed it to Yun Bo.

Watching her swallow the porridge, Tan Yun asked expectantly, “How is it? Does it taste good?”

The next second, Yun Bo’s lips pressed against hers.

Tan Yun quickly understood her intention, slipping her tongue into Yun Bo’s mouth to thoroughly explore the lingering taste, savoring every bit of the deliciousness until she had stolen it all away.

Yun Bo still looked listless, utterly exhausted. “Was it good?”

“Delicious!” Tan Yun thought it was the best porridge in the world and hurriedly scooped another spoonful into Yun Bo’s mouth.

Yun Bo lifted her eyelids to glance at her, fully aware of what she was anticipating. So, she deliberately swallowed only half of the porridge in her mouth.

Tan Yun simply straddled her directly, willingly taking the other half for herself.

Though eating the porridge this way was laborious, it was also deeply satisfying.

After finishing, Tan Yun pulled out a tissue to wipe the corners of Yun Bo’s mouth, then snuggled under the covers and hugged her. “Yun Bo, are you still going to the shoot today?”

“Yes,” Yun Bo replied weakly, resting her head on Tan Yun’s shoulder for a brief nap.

“My flight leaves early tomorrow morning. When will you finish filming?” The reluctance in her voice was palpable. Tan Yun counted the days again. “I still have some annual leave left. Should I take a few days off to stay with you?”

Yun Bo hummed in agreement. She still had half a month of filming here and wouldn’t be able to return anytime soon. If Tan Yun was willing to use her leave to accompany her, that would be ideal. But given the current circumstances and the media’s tendency to sensationalize, it was safer for Tan Yun to leave first.

“Save your annual leave for when my schedule clears up. Using it now would be a waste.”

“Alright. That way, we can enjoy ourselves more.” Tan Yun felt guilty seeing Yun Bo so exhausted. Last night, she had been the one indulging, while Yun Bo had endured the strain. “Yun Bo, let me massage your temples for you.”

Her hands were incredibly soft, but the moment they touched Yun Bo, they seemed to ignite a fire. Before Yun Bo could even agree, Tan Yun was already kneeling beside her, gently kneading with both hands.

Yun Bo let her continue after a while, finding the effect surprisingly soothing.

Tan Yun had no ulterior motives now—she only wanted to ease Yun Bo’s fatigue. “Yun Bo, lie down. It’ll be more comfortable.”

Yun Bo obediently rested her head on Tan Yun’s lap and soon drifted off to sleep.

Tan Yun picked up Yun Bo’s phone, her first instinct being to check the photo gallery for the so-called “bed photos.”

Like most people, Yun Bo had set a lock screen password.

Tan Yun first tried her own birthday—no luck. Then she entered Yun Bo’s birthday, but that was wrong too. Finally, she typed in her own measurements.

To her surprise, it worked. Covering her mouth, she stared at the beauty sleeping on her lap. Too, too, too naughty!

The photo gallery was also password-protected. Tan Yun thought for a moment, then entered her measurements in reverse.

It opened!

As soon as she entered, a video played, making her eyes widen in shock, almost to the point of getting a nosebleed.

So hot, so hot, so incredibly hot!