“Tang Yuan, I know you mean well.” Rong Guang sat up from the sofa, turned off her phone screen, and rubbed it a couple of times before saying, “But don’t say things like that again.”
Tang Yuan was stunned.
When Rong Guang said this, the expression on her face could even be described as cold.
It made her feel that she might have truly said something that crossed a line with Rong Guang.
“I know better than anyone what kind of person Chu Feiliang is.” Rong Guang smiled.
After all, she had spent nearly six years getting to know her back then.
Since they were both in this industry, it was already a difficult feat to collaborate on one film. To work together again, one sometimes had to wait three to five years, or even longer.
In her later years, she had once accepted a same-sex themed film in order to win an award. It was just that the other lead in that film was someone she never would have expected.
The production company had originally been in talks with another actress, but in the end, it was Chu Feiliang who was cast.
Rong Guang only found out later that Chu Feiliang’s side had actually approached the production team on their own initiative, saying she wanted to try this genre and would even do it without pay.
That film was also the time Rong Guang and Chu Feiliang were the closest.
The director was a perfectionist. To make their relationship more intimate, he had them live and eat together.
At that time, Chu Feiliang had probably already fallen for her.
It was just a pity… Rong Guang sighed softly. In the end, neither she nor Chu Feiliang had managed to say the word “like.”
Tang Yuan stood where she was, nodding a little awkwardly. For a moment, she didn’t even know how to act.
A knock on the door broke the suffocating silence in the room. Tang Yuan jolted, turned around, and said hurriedly, “I’ll get the door!”
Rong Guang was also curious about who would come at this hour and craned her neck to look.
Standing at the door was Xiao Lan, holding a package.
Tang Yuan didn’t recognize her and asked hesitantly, “You are…?”
“Is Rong Guang here?” Xiao Lan smiled and said, “I’m here to deliver something to her.”
“I am!” Rong Guang put on her slippers, walked over, and subconsciously glanced behind Xiao Lan a couple of times.
Even though she already knew the outcome, not seeing Chu Feiliang’s figure still made her feel a little disappointed.
She put on a smile, glanced at the contents of the bag, and said with a laugh, “Thank you, Sister Xiao Lan. And please thank Teacher Chu for me.”
“Of course,” Xiao Lan said. “Sister Chu said you should study it well. On set, Director Zhang is merciless. When he gets angry, even she gets criticized, so you should be mentally prepared.”
“I know.” Rong Guang nodded.
Only a good director can make a good film. It’s normal for a new actor to get scolded a bit more.
She was confident she wouldn’t get to the point where Zhang Nanchuan would be pointing at her nose and yelling, but since it had been so long since she last worked with him, she would inevitably get a few critiques.
After delivering her message, Xiao Lan left.
Rong Guang returned to the living room with the items and opened the package completely. There wasn’t much inside, just a thick script and, next to it, a fountain pen. The packaging was exquisite; it was clearly a special gift.
The script was simple, black text on white paper, very clear.
Rong Guang found a marker pen, and after glancing at the cast list, she froze for a moment.
“I… I’m relieved.” Tang Yuan mustered her courage, coughed lightly, and spoke.
Rong Guang was thinking about the role. Hearing this, she paused, not understanding what Tang Yuan’s incoherent sentence meant. “What?”
“Actress Chu.” Tang Yuan rubbed her hands together. “I believe she really doesn’t have any other intentions.”
Rong Guang was amused. “How so?”
Tang Yuan analyzed it for Rong Guang in a well-reasoned manner. “The person who just delivered the script was her assistant.”
“Ahem.” Chacha cleared her throat, which was thick from eating a snow-skin mochi.
Having gotten a response, Tang Yuan smiled. “If she had come in person, then even at the risk of offending you, I would have had to make things clear. That would definitely mean she had ulterior motives.”
Rong Guang was silent for a long while. In the end, she felt a bit helpless about Tang Yuan’s vigilance and said, “She wouldn’t come in person.”
“Mhm.” Tang Yuan nodded. “Having the assistant come is good. After all, Teacher Chu was the one who brought you into the cast of The Eldest Princess. Having her assistant deliver the script shows she values you and demonstrates her magnanimity as a senior, without making people think… um, you know.”
Saying those last few words might offend someone. Tang Yuan had just offended Rong Guang, so she forced the words back down, nearly biting her tongue in the process.
Rong Guang raised an eyebrow. “You know what? What what?”
“I know.” Chacha sidled over, patted the powdered sugar off her paws, and then rubbed them on Tang Yuan to show her affection before saying, “It won’t make people think she actually wants to hit on you!”
Rong Guang: “…”
Although, she actually wouldn’t mind if Chu Feiliang hit on her.
But that was obviously impossible.
Rong Guang pointed at herself helplessly, looked at Tang Yuan and Chacha, and said, “Someone like me—now look at Teacher Chu. Do you think she’d be interested in me?”
Could the world-stunning beauty worthy of playing the Eldest Princess of a dynasty be a joke?
Chacha said matter-of-factly, “Who’s to say? What if she’s just blind!”
Chacha’s words made Tang Yuan, who had just been rebuffed, raise her eyebrows in surprise. Her expression was on the verge of cracking, and she secretly broke into a cold sweat for Chacha.
As expected, Rong Guang gave Chacha a light swat. “Watch your mouth.”
“Oh.” Chacha backed off and continued rubbing her paws on Tang Yuan. “Yuanyuan, don’t be scared. Sister Guangguang isn’t mad. But you haven’t even seen Sister Guangguang’s beloved consort, so you can’t speak ill of her now. As the old saying goes, if you haven’t seen the face, you can’t give a good review.”
“Next time you want to say something, you can ask me for advice.” Chacha’s face was full of pride. “I can teach you the art of conversation.”
Tang Yuan stared at her sleeve, which was gradually getting covered in powdered sugar, nodded slowly, and then added quietly, “The phrase is, ‘Without knowing the full picture, one should not comment.’”
“Close enough, whatever.” Chacha waved her paw.
Looking again at this big one and this little one, she only felt… as if her heart had been gently poked.
Back in the car, Xiao Lan sat in the front passenger seat.
On the way, she couldn’t help but glance back through the rearview mirror.
Chu Feiliang was resting in the back with her sunglasses on. She had a commercial to shoot later, so her schedule was very tight.
“You have something you want to say?” Chu Feiliang asked.
Xiao Lan was a bit hesitant, but after thinking for a moment, she turned around and said to Chu Feiliang, “Sister Chu, I feel like you’re being a little too caring toward Rong Guang.”
Chu Feiliang paused for a moment, then smiled and said, “It’s just that seeing her makes me happy.”
Xiao Lan blinked.
Chu Feiliang was lounging languidly, her head turned to look out the window. She hadn’t taken off her sunglasses, so it was impossible to know what she was thinking.
Xiao Lan couldn’t see her expression either and could only respond slowly, “Oh…”
After a while, she heard Chu Feiliang say, “She is indeed talented and hardworking. You saw it at the audition. Even if I hadn’t done anything, Director Zhang would have let her join the cast. It was only a matter of time and a little more effort. I just gave her a little push.”
Xiao Lan nodded thoughtfully. “That’s true. I heard from Sister Tiantian before that you like watching her group’s videos.”
The driver took the opportunity at a red light to glance at Xiao Lan several times.
Xiao Lan didn’t notice and wanted to ask something else, but Chu Feiliang didn’t say anything more, only lifting the corners of her lips into a smile.
