What's Wrong with Spoiling You? [Entertainment Industry] - Chapter 58

“I-I’m not watching anymore…” Tan Yun’s face flushed crimson as she clutched her phone, yet her fingers uncontrollably scrolled downward.

“Mmm… ahh… feels good…”

Continuous moans emitted from the phone, startling Tan Yun wide-eyed. She fumbled to adjust the volume, only to accidentally turn it up louder instead.

Yun Bo, lying on her lap, stirred slightly. Tan Yun inhaled sharply and hastily lowered the volume. Yun Bo merely shifted once before settling back to sleep.

Tan Yun felt like she was about to have a heart attack from fright. She exhaled sharply, staring unblinkingly at the video playing on her screen.

She truly wanted to know—how on earth was this filmed?

Why was Yun Bo just like that certain someone? Taking photos while asleep…

Tan Yun sighed. There was no way she could let this video stay on her phone. She immediately forwarded it to her own device.

After sending it, she pondered—if she deleted the video, would the beauty get really angry?

If that were the case, then it was better not to delete it. She turned off the still-playing video, quickly saved it to a separate folder, and secretly set a password.

Then she went digging for more. There were a few more minutes of footage, all secretly recorded while Yun Bo was asleep.

Just imagining herself watching these videos alone and then… doing certain things… made Tan Yun’s nose bleed.

She hurriedly grabbed tissues to stem the flow, mentally scolding herself repeatedly.

Lewd! Lewd! So lewd!

Who knows how many times Yun Bo had watched these behind her back? So unfair! Tan Yun sulked. I should find a chance to film some too—only then would it be fair.

Yun Bo slept peacefully on her lap, completely unaware of the wicked thoughts brewing in Tan Yun’s mind.

Tan Yun undid Yun Bo’s buttons and recorded every inch with her phone from head to toe.

By the time she finished, tissues could no longer stop her nosebleed. That’s when Cheng Xiaoai called.

Tan Yun placed a pillow under Yun Bo’s head, saved the video securely, then answered the call.

Cheng Xiaoai and Yan Jin had been locked in a stalemate in her room for a full day and night. Yan Jin refused to leave, standing guard at her door as if to say, “Unless you give me an explanation, you’ll have to step over me.”

Tan Yun rushed to the bathroom to clean her nosebleed. “What’s up, Xiaoai? Did you resolve that matter?”

Cheng Xiaoai glanced at the human door guardian. “This person is unbelievable. Skipped an important business negotiation just to blockade my doorway.”

“Xiaoai, have you considered that maybe nothing actually happened between you two?”

The suggestion was instantly dismissed. “My pants were soaked! If I didn’t pin her down, I’ll eat my hat!”

Yan Jin glanced at her but continued emailing her secretary, not pressing for a resolution.

Since Tan Yun couldn’t confirm whether anything had truly occurred between them—and they had indeed spent the night alone together—she tried another angle.

“Could it be that Yan Jin was the one who pinned you down? Then you wouldn’t need to take responsibility.”

“Impossible. I remember clearly it was me on top.” Cheng Xiaoai wasn’t the type to shy from admitting her actions. “I just don’t understand what she wants. Every time I say anything, she points at the bite marks on her collarbone like they’re some priceless treasure.”

Unsure how to comfort her, Tan Yun asked, “So what are you going to do?”

Cheng Xiaoai walked into the bedroom with her phone and closed the door firmly, voicing her thoughts: “I’ve made up my mind. If things don’t work out, I’ll pack up in the next couple of days and move back to my hometown. Worst case, I’ll just switch jobs.”

“Is that really the right move?” Tan Yun gripped her phone, feeling uneasy.

“Damn it!” Cheng Xiaoai roared.

Tan Yun asked softly, “What’s wrong?”

“She’s knocking on my door,” Cheng Xiaoai complained. “You have no idea how crazy she is. Even when I go to the bathroom, she blocks the door. Just yesterday afternoon, I tried to leave, and she followed me step for step. The look in her eyes—even the driver thought she was about to murder me and asked if I wanted to call the police.”

As she spoke, she opened the door and looked at the person outside with an exasperated expression. “President Yan, just tell me straight—what the hell do you want?”

“You,” Yan Jin replied, gripping the door with one hand while half her body pushed into the room. She sat directly on the bed, leisurely rolling up her shirt sleeves as if preparing for a serious confrontation.

Cheng Xiaoai panicked. “Hey, buddy, let’s not do this. We can talk this out like adults. Tan Yun is right next door—don’t think I won’t have her call the cops!”

“Go ahead. Let the police handle it.”

Cheng Xiaoai instantly backed down. “President Yan, look, we’re all adults here. We even work at the same company—we see each other all the time. There’s no need to escalate things like this.”

Yan Jin smirked. “Oh? Then I’d love to hear how you plan to resolve this. Go on, speak up.”

Cheng Xiaoai felt her scalp prickle with tension. “You tell me!”