Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Everyone present was eager for Su Muranâs much-anticipated comeback, a few other fairly popular main actors were there too.
âDirector Yan, are we ready to start?â The assistant asked Yan Hua.
It was almost time and all the actors had already arrived. So why were they not starting yet? What was he waiting for?
âJust wait for a little longer.â Yan Hua glanced at the watch on his wrist. He did not care if anyone else was absent but that person had to be there. They had an agreement, this person was not the kind who would stand him up and she was always punctual. She would not pull such an immature prank.
âWhy arenât we starting yet?â Su Muran asked her manager. Was the opening ceremony not today? All the actors were already present, so what were they waiting for? A person or just to pass time?
âItâs not like this is the first time you met Director Yan,â Su Muranâs manager said irritably.. The waiting had also gotten on her nerves. âDirector Yan is a superstitious man, maybe he is waiting for an auspicious time. He would not start unless it was a perfect time.â
The corners of Su Muranâs mouth twitched. She was frustrated by all this idling.
She took out her phone and prepared to surf the internet, but something caught her eye and her attention fell on Sun Yuhan.
She had always been suspicious of this woman, the granddaughter of the Ye family. She did not believe her appearance now was a mere coincidence. Suddenly, she gripped her phone so tightly that even her fingers hurt.
This Sun Yuhan woman was threatening her. Was the Su family responsible for Yan Huan going missing? At the moment, there was no evidence to prove this so she could not make any baseless accusations. If the Lu family found out, there would be dire consequences. This risk was too great for her to bear, nevertheless for the Su family.
Thus, she would mind her own business and leave her alone. They were both smart people, they knew their limits and would not cross the line. It was a smart move to keep out of each otherâs way. As for Lu Qin⦠Hehe, it ended well. Anything that Su Muran no longer wanted, no one else could possess it too.
Sun Yuhan seemed to have noticed Su Muranâs nefarious thoughts. The two had just spared each other a simple glance but somehow seemed to have reached an understanding.
Yan Hua checked the time again. Itâs already so late, why isnât she here yet? He was getting so anxious that he broke out in cold sweat. Nevertheless, he still believed that that person would arrive, she would definitely be here.
âSorry, Iâm late.â
A woman walked in amidst the racket that came from outside. Half of her face was covered by a pair of large rimmed sunglasses. Her hair was mid-length and styled in various layers. Her tresses bounced and swayed with each step she took but always fell smoothly back into place to graze her shoulders. Just like ripples on the water surface, each layer was perfectly structured as it gently swayed outward before gradually returning to its original position on her head.
Sun Yuhan felt a jolt of surprise. This voice?
Su Muranâs face went as pale as a sheet. This voice?
Lu Qin squinted. This voice...
Yes, it was this voice, the very one that they were all exceedingly familiar with. It felt like a century had passed before the woman finally walked up to stand before Yan Hua.
She held her hand out toward Yan Hua. âMy apologies, Director Yan, for my tardiness.â
âYouâre not late, in fact, youâre right on timeâ Yan Hua checked his watch. It was cutting it close but she was not even a minute late. On-time indeed.
âYouâre finally here, Iâve been waiting for you.â Yan Hua was relieved, now that she was here everything would go smoothly. Of course, he would be fine not filming his first female lead. Moreover, now that Queen Yanâs presence here was astounding, she was undoubtedly born to play this filmâs Madam Hua.
Yan Huan turned to smile faintly at Su Muran who was trying hard to keep calm. Nonetheless, all this was but a facade. She was shivering in her shoes, her expression was pallid and were those beads of cold sweat on her forehead?
She could still hold herself together now, but who was to say she might not fall apart in the next second.
She was so useless yet she had the gall to plot against others? Su Muran was merely a small threat to her. Then, it made Yan Huan wonder. Who was the one to have wronged me in the previous lifetime?
âHmm...â She fiddled with her fingers. Lu Qin should have played a part in this along with the parents from the Su family. Because of them, she had fallen into desolation and was pushed to her limits. In the end, they had even wanted to claim Lu Yiâs life.
They were to control their own fates in this life. No one would be able to take this away from them.
Su Muran abruptly stood up, something was bothering her.
âIâm not feeling well, Iâll be taking my leave.â She was a panicky mess as she struggled not to trip over her own feet. She glanced behind her as she walked out and saw Yan Huan taking off her sunglasses. Her face was exactly the same as before, nothing had changed. Before this, she was more like an unsheathed sword, which was unmistakably sharp, piercing and deadly.
Now, she was like a Chinese zither, a deadly weapon concealed under the harmless strings, a far more subtle yet lethal combination.
Yan Huan watched as Su Muran left, her eyes were as potent as poison. Su Muran could feel her piercing stare drilling into her back. She could not stand to stay there for another second. All she wanted was to flee and never see her again, but she knew this was an impossible task. If she wanted to see this through, she would have to meet her very often.
Only after Su Muran had left did Yan Huan assume her seat. She placed her right arm on the armrest and supported her head with her palm. As she turned her head, her eyes met Sun Yuhanâs gaze. Those pupils were filled with disbelief and a hint of guilt.
Oh, guilty? But for what? What was there to be guilty about? If she were really dead and had somehow come back to life, then her appearance now would be a groundbreaking miracle to Sun Muran. What she really wanted to know was the role that Sun Yuhan had played in this, and how much she was deceived into that part.
Sun Yuhan looked away. All she could feel toward Yan Huan was guilt
When all the stations were ready, the camera started to roll.
Yan Huanâs image of Madam Hua was almost breathtaking. Due to her rather thin frame now, Madam Huaâs extremely elaborate costumes fit perfectly on her. If one were to be slightly fleshy, the person would look bloated in those outfits. Most importantly, she commanded the whole scene, it was no wonder even Yan Hua acknowledged her as Queen Yan earlier.
In Yan Huanâs presence, Su Muran crumbled to dust, whereas Sun Yuhan was crushed into smithereens. Both of them were utterly decimated. Since the beginning, their roles were already blatantly and shamelessly overshadowed by Yan Huan.