Chapter 18: The Future Movie Queen About to Be Abandoned (18)
Ying Keren was dumbfounded, watching Yu Yinglan transform from the icy figure she first met to someone sitting on the cold floor, emanating an aura of fragility. She thought in a daze:
Is this the power of a movie queen?
A soft “clink” sounded.
Su Mingxiu had already placed the soup bowl on the stove and was walking quickly towards the person who had suddenly collapsed on the floor. As she brushed past Ying Keren, she even created a slight breeze.
Ying Keren could only watch helplessly as Su Mingxiu walked over, bent down, and scooped Yu Yinglan up in her arms. She carried her to the sofa and gently placed her down. Throughout the process, the smile on Su Mingxiu’s lips never faded.
—She even played along with Yu Yinglan, asking softly: “Are you feeling unwell?”
Yu Yinglan blinked slowly, her arms still wrapped around Su Mingxiu’s neck. Glancing past her, she saw Ying Keren’s gaze still lingering on them. Originally intending to give up, her eyes flickered slightly. She licked her red lips and said softly: “My lips feel a little…”
Su Mingxiu leaned in slightly. She knew that once she indulged, she wouldn’t be able to control herself. If she followed her own desires, Yu Yinglan wouldn’t be able to leave the bedroom for days. So she stopped after a brief taste.
But even so, she was still a little worried about hurting Yu Yinglan. So she leaned in closer, her gaze fixed on those full lips that still bore the marks of their previous encounter. Trying to clear her mind of those alluring images, she asked in a low voice: “What’s wrong?”
As their breaths mingled—
The hands clasped behind Su Mingxiu’s neck suddenly pulled her down, and Yu Yinglan raised her head, meeting her lips.
A flicker of surprise appeared in Su Mingxiu’s eyes, but it quickly turned into a smile. Just as she was about to accept her embrace, Yu Yinglan pulled away, her index finger brushing her lips as she declared: “I feel much better now.”
Then, she casually glanced towards the kitchen.
Ying Keren, caught off guard, hadn’t had time to avoid the inappropriate scene. Now, she met Yu Yinglan’s gaze and clearly saw the triumphant smile that flashed across her face.
It was a blatant act of showing off.
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She gritted her teeth, wanting to give Yu Yinglan a warning look that said “Don’t get cocky,” but Yu Yinglan, having declared her ownership, didn’t even glance at her again. Instead, she said to Su Mingxiu in a weak voice: “Sorry, I accidentally dropped the gift you gave me.”
Su Mingxiu naturally noticed the undercurrent between them. But remembering the almost overwhelming jealousy from before, she pretended to be oblivious and continued to play along with Yu Yinglan.
Without a word, she turned around, picked up the white lace that had fallen to the floor, grabbed Yu Yinglan’s ankle, and as she tied it again, she deliberately tightened the strap first. She looked up at the person on the sofa, her eyes full of meaning: “Don’t lose it again next time.”
Yu Yinglan’s heart skipped a beat at her warning gaze. She subconsciously retracted her foot, even the fingertips resting on the sofa felt numb. For a moment, she was transported back to the scene of their intimate entanglement in the bedroom.
She swallowed hard, as if she had been burned, and looked away. Then, she felt that she shouldn’t appear so weak. It was only because she was caught off guard that Su Mingxiu took advantage of the situation. Now their situation was different, she had nothing to be afraid of—thinking this, Yu Yinglan turned back and replied calmly: “I understand.”
Only after confirming that she understood did Su Mingxiu lower her head and carefully re-tie the strap.
The intricate white lace was neatly wrapped around her slender ankle, the teardrop-shaped sapphire dangling in the center. The most dazzling one happened to fall on her ankle bone. As she moved, the light reflected off the gemstone was fragmented and gentle, like a mermaid playing on a reef, her scales shimmering.
Ying Keren couldn’t stand the atmosphere between them any longer. It was as if the entire hall had no place for her gaze to rest. Seeing that Su Mingxiu was now completely captivated by Yu Yinglan, she decided to leave to avoid the sight. She snorted, went upstairs to her room, grabbed her tablet, and searched for a forum post:
#A very beautiful and very good at vying for attention fox has come to my house, how do I get rid of her? Urgent#
As soon as Ying Keren left, Yu Yinglan returned to her normal self. Her back didn’t hurt, her legs didn’t ache, and she sat at the dining table, properly drinking her soup. But her gaze no longer lingered on Su Mingxiu.
Su Mingxiu didn’t know what she was thinking. After putting down her spoon, she wiped her mouth with a napkin and chuckled: “I thought you wouldn’t drink this chicken soup.”
The woman sitting across from her paused, looking at her almost empty soup bowl, and replied calmly: “I came to collect a debt from you. She’s yours, so naturally, she can repay the debt for you.”
In short, since the chicken soup came from Ying Keren, she could naturally drink it.
Su Mingxiu had already finished eating, but she wasn’t in a hurry to leave the table. Instead, she propped her chin on her hand and looked at Yu Yinglan with a playful smile: “May I ask what kind of debt I owe?”
Yu Yinglan only glanced at her, but didn’t answer.
But the answer was written all over her face: Don’t play dumb.
Su Mingxiu chuckled softly, then asked with a serious expression, as if seeking advice: “Then let me ask, how long will it take to repay this debt?”
Forever, of course.
Yu Yinglan’s eyes turned cold, but as she opened her lips to speak, her whole body stiffened: “!”
The reason was simple: two adults with long legs sitting on opposite sides of a long table had to be careful.
Otherwise, their knees would touch. And now, Su Mingxiu, who was always so particular about table manners, was actually…
Actually doing this under the table!
A tingling sensation spread from the back of her foot, up her calf, like a mischievous little snake slithering past, climbing up her body. The coolness gradually turned into heat, making her restless. While she could still control her expression, the skin around her collar was flushed red.
Overwhelmed by emotions, the delicate skin around her eyes also turned crimson. Yu Yinglan couldn’t help but glare at her. Su Mingxiu rested her chin on her hand, her beautiful face feigning innocence, even saying with a righteous tone: “This debt seems difficult to repay. I thought you would want me to hurry up.”
“Besides, you don’t seem to like Xiao Ying very much. So, if we occupy the dining room and living room, wouldn’t that child have to stay in her room upstairs?”
It was the first time Yu Yinglan had heard someone describe that kind of thing in such a fresh and refined way.
But making her do that kind of thing in such a spacious space where anyone could come in at any time was absolutely impossible.
She stubbornly refused to look away, unwilling to retreat. Under Su Mingxiu’s teasing gaze, Yu Yinglan suddenly replied: “Alright.”
She said: “But I don’t like your way of repaying the debt this morning—”
“I want to do it my way.”
As their eyes met, the temperature rose, almost sparking. After a while, it was Su Mingxiu who yielded first. She got up from the table, walked over to Yu Yinglan, leaned down, and sat on her lap, her face close to hers.
The stiffness in Yu Yinglan’s body hadn’t disappeared since earlier.
She looked at Su Mingxiu in disbelief, not knowing that she would actually go this far for her. For a moment, she even forgot to hug her back, only feeling her gentle kisses trailing along her cheek, reaching her ear.
An incredibly seductive voice whispered softly into Yu Yinglan’s ear:
“If this is what you like, I have no objections.”
With a warm and fragrant beauty in her arms, the servant Ying Keren had brought had tactfully retreated after they sat down at the dining table. Now, there were only the two of them in the entire space.
The thought of refusal that had been so firm just moments ago, now that the conditions had changed, grew wildly like weeds on a spring plain, spreading unrestrainedly in the scorching heat.
Unconsciously, Yu Yinglan embraced Su Mingxiu tightly, as if wanting to meld her into her very bones. Her voice was hoarse, as if she had a stuffy nose, sounding both excited and on the verge of tears, yet her tone was still cold and harsh: “Continue.”
Su Mingxiu’s shoulders trembled, her laughter escaping again, amused by Yu Yinglan’s reaction.
At first, Yu Yinglan thought she had shot herself in the foot, that Su Mingxiu would back out now that things had come to this point. But seeing the curve of the other party’s lips, she couldn’t help but feel annoyed.
So she tightened her grip on Su Mingxiu’s waist.
Su Mingxiu wasn’t made of iron. Yu Yinglan’s embrace, which hurt both of them, was making her ribs ache. She flicked Yu Yinglan’s slightly red earlobe, her voice coaxing like she was talking to a three-year-old: “Alright, let’s continue.”
“But…” The person sitting on Yu Yinglan’s lap raised her hand and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, lowering her voice again.
Yu Yinglan knew that she was probably going to tease her again, but she still couldn’t help but focus all her attention on her, determined not to let her escape no matter what. So she asked calmly: “But what?”
Su Mingxiu sat up straight and turned her head. Yu Yinglan followed her gaze and only then realized that she had been so focused on the person in her arms that she had completely ignored the changes in their surroundings.
A figure in a white coat, carrying a medical kit, was standing at the intersection of the entrance hall and the living room, his back to them, pretending to be engrossed in studying a traditional Chinese painting hanging on the wall.
Su Mingxiu finished her sentence slowly, the laughter in her voice barely concealed: “But it seems you have a guest.”
“If you don’t mind having an outsider present—”
She deliberately drew out her words, giving Yu Yinglan enough time to think.
How could Yu Yinglan not understand her intentions now? This woman had clearly noticed the other person’s presence long ago but still deliberately teased her, provoking her anger and then watching her struggle to hold back.
Just like before, utterly wicked.
Yu Yinglan pushed her away with a dark expression. Su Mingxiu was prepared. After steadying herself, she leisurely straightened her clothes. Knowing that she couldn’t push Yu Yinglan too far, she took the initiative to turn and leave: “You two talk.”
She had only taken a few steps when a suppressed command came from behind: “Stop.”
Su Mingxiu raised an eyebrow, turned around with a half-smile, crossed her arms, and met Yu Yinglan’s gaze, as if she was carefully observing what this little girl had been eating, her boldness actually reaching the point where she dared to use a commanding tone with her.
But then she remembered that this was all her own doing and felt that it wasn’t bad, even more captivating than before.
Yu Yinglan looked at the figure in the living room, then turned her gaze back to Su Mingxiu: “I invited this doctor for you.”
She tried to suppress her annoyance at being teased by Su Mingxiu, her voice stiff: “To give you a checkup—”
“To ensure you have a healthy body so you can repay my debt for a longer time.”
Despite her caring words, she made it sound like a capitalist exploiting the working class. Even the doctor standing nearby couldn’t help but touch his nose, thinking, is this how you rich people express your love?
Hearing her words, Su Mingxiu fell silent.
The black countdown timer, as clear as a printed document, was still within her vision. The remaining days had now become “89.”
She softly refused: “No need.”
Yu Yinglan recalled her energetic state today, her normal appetite at the dining table, and the absence of any coughing or chest discomfort that usually accompanied her coughing up blood. She said: “Then forget it.”
But she didn’t let the doctor leave. Instead, she rented a house nearby for him and offered him a generous reward to stay, so that if a similar emergency happened at the villa again, they wouldn’t have to scramble to find someone.
Angered by Su Mingxiu’s teasing, Yu Yinglan didn’t go to her bedroom that night.
The next day.
Ying Keren had to book a train ticket to return to the closed dormitory due to the requirements of the show. So she wanted to spend as much time with Su Mingxiu as possible, but she was constantly interrupted by Yu Yinglan, the black lotus with her alluring fragrance.
For example, right now.
Knowing that Su Mingxiu preferred traditional Chinese culture, Ying Keren had specially brought some aged Pu’er tea from her family’s collection, wanting Su Mingxiu to try it and see if she liked it.
Because she wasn’t familiar with tea brewing, Ying Keren’s movements were a bit clumsy. But she still carefully poured the best brew into a small teacup and had just placed it in front of Su Mingxiu when a hand reached out and intercepted it.
Yu Yinglan blew on the steam rising from the jade teacup, took a sip, and commented calmly: “Good tea.”
“It’s just a pity.”
Ying Keren: “?”
She could naturally tell who the “pity” referred to. She rolled her eyes at Yu Yinglan and said sarcastically: “It’s not for you. You like taking handouts so much, aren’t you afraid of being poisoned one day?”
Yu Yinglan immediately looked at Su Mingxiu with a weak and pitiful expression, trying to sow discord: “Did you hear that? It seems like the tea is poisoned. It’s best not to keep such an ungrateful wretch by your side.”
“You!”
Ying Keren couldn’t take it anymore and raised her hand towards Yu Yinglan. But before her finger could even touch the other party’s clothes, the person who was sitting on a small stool fell backwards, landing directly on the floor.
Tears welled up in her eyes, as if she had been seriously injured.
The Ying family was a prestigious clan, and Ying Keren was well-protected by her family. Whether at home or out with friends, she was always surrounded by decent people. Where had she ever seen such melodramatic tactics that only appeared in TV dramas?
So the girl was instantly infuriated, feeling like the concentration of green tea in the air was so high that she wanted to vomit. She wanted to find someone to beat Yu Yinglan up, but she was afraid that Su Mingxiu, who had been reading, hadn’t been paying attention and would think that she had pushed Yu Yinglan down. Her eyes reddened as she looked at Su Mingxiu: “I, I didn’t touch her!”
Yu Yinglan quickly added: “Yes, I fell on my own, it has nothing to do with her.”
Her clarification made Ying Keren even angrier. She pointed at Yu Yinglan, her hand trembling, her face full of curses that were about to burst out.
The rising tension finally drew Su Mingxiu’s attention away from her book. She first smiled at Ying Keren and said: “Just treat her like she’s three years old, don’t argue with a child.”
After Ying Keren felt comforted by her words, Su Mingxiu looked at the person on the floor and said meaningfully: “Since you don’t like sitting on the stool, come sit on my lap.”
Yu Yinglan only wanted to provoke Ying Keren, but she still remembered how she had been teased yesterday. She didn’t intend to approach Su Mingxiu and pretended to be absorbed in her phone.
So the two of them temporarily called a truce, preparing for the next round of battle.
The entire day, the villa was unusually lively, with the sounds of Ying Keren and Yu Yinglan bickering from time to time. Most of the time, Su Mingxiu didn’t intervene, letting them make a fuss, seemingly enjoying the chaos.
Until that night.
Before Ying Keren left the villa, she even brought a few more servants from her family. She thought Su Mingxiu had dismissed the servants before because she found them noisy.
So she specifically instructed them to return to the Ying residence after finishing their work and cleaning the house every night.
Late at night, in the quiet villa, the door of a guest room opened.
Yu Yinglan had just finished showering and hadn’t gone to bed yet. Sensing the movement, she looked towards the door and saw Su Mingxiu, dressed in pajamas and carrying a children’s book, leaning casually against the wall.
The woman was tall and slender, with a cold and elegant aura. Even the rich purple color of her pajamas couldn’t overshadow her presence. In the darkness of the night, she looked like an immortal descending to the mortal world.
In terms of facial features, Yu Yinglan wasn’t as stunning as Su Mingxiu. But strangely, despite her beautiful features, Su Mingxiu never gave off a frivolous vibe. Instead, she often made people hesitant to approach.
As if afraid of profaning her.
“The master bedroom is too lonely. I see the bed in the guest room is big enough, mind sharing half of it with me tonight?”
These words sounded familiar.
Yu Yinglan remembered the first time she heard similar words. It was a stormy night, and she thought Su Mingxiu was afraid of thunder. When she asked, she only received a chuckle in response.
Later, Su Mingxiu often held her while sleeping, and she gradually thought that the other party liked her.
But the truth had long been revealed—
It was just that Su Mingxiu had insomnia, and she happened to be able to help her fall asleep, nothing more.
Thinking of this, Yu Yinglan wanted to refuse without hesitation. She decided to wait until Su Mingxiu came to beg her before she would reluctantly allow her into her bed.
However, in the next second, she saw the beauty leaning against the door shake the book in her hand, casually suggesting: “In exchange, I’ll tell you a bedtime story.”
Scoff.
What a childish trick.
Yu Yinglan turned her head away silently, dried her damp hair with a towel, and walked towards the bed. Only when Su Mingxiu took her silence as acquiescence did she walk over from the door, pull open the quilt, and sit on the bed, leaning against the headboard.
Originally intending to casually throw the towel on the bedside table, Yu Yinglan looked at the person on the bed and, as if possessed, turned around and put the towel back in the bathroom.
The cool mint fragrance slowly spread in the bed.
Su Mingxiu waited for her to lie down and then opened the book, her gaze fixed on the pages. However, as soon as she read the first sentence, she felt a warmth slip under her clothes.
Her voice faltered. Then, she lowered her eyelids, her eyes softened by the bedside lamp: “It seems you don’t want to hear a story?”
Yu Yinglan’s other hand emerged from under the quilt, her fingertip resting on the first button of Su Mingxiu’s pajamas. With barely any effort, she opened a gap.
Then, she saw that slender index finger circling the hollow of Su Mingxiu’s collarbone, accompanied by a mischievous reply: “Just telling stories isn’t enough to get into my bed.”
The color in Su Mingxiu’s eyes deepened. She grabbed Yu Yinglan’s hand, brought it to her lips, and kissed it, replying slowly: “I guessed as much.”
Half an hour later.
Yu Yinglan sat in Su Mingxiu’s lap, feeling dizzy and confused, still unable to figure out how she had ended up at a disadvantage again. In frustration, she bit down on the smooth shoulder exposed before her.
Su Mingxiu was reminded by her action and seemed to remember something. She turned her head and saw the book that had been tossed aside. “Right, I haven’t finished my story.”
“Hmm?” Yu Yinglan, who had suddenly been left hanging.
The flush on her face faded. Seeing the laughter in Su Mingxiu’s eyes, she knew that she was being teased again. Embarrassed and annoyed, she left another bite mark on the other party’s neck.
Su Mingxiu couldn’t help but gasp, wanting to ask if she was a dog. But seeing her eyes tightly shut, tears welling up at the corners, she felt an inexplicable sense of guilt. She put the book aside, leaned into Yu Yinglan’s ear, and said: “How about this, you help me, and I’ll help you—”
“You read the bedtime story, and we’ll go to sleep after you finish this paragraph, hmm?”
Yu Yinglan’s expression changed.
Soon, her face was pressed against the open book, the scent of ink mingling with the mint fragrance of her sweat, assaulting Su Mingxiu’s senses.
The creditor, who had been taken advantage of again, naturally refused to speak.
So they remained in a stalemate until late into the night.
Until the moon hid behind the clouds—
Someone couldn’t bear it anymore and tried to read the first sentence of the book, her voice stumbling.
But even as the sun began to rise, she hadn’t finished reading the first page. A picture book of less than a hundred words had actually rendered her speechless.
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