My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day-Chapter 839 - : 839, international superstar Ruan Qiyang [second update]
Chapter 839: 839, international superstar Ruan Qiyang [second update]
“Alright then.” Su Wanwan could only accept it, “Thank you.”
The agent breathed a sigh of relief.
“Don’t mention it.” Fang Kaiying was also quite satisfied, and she looked at Su Wanwan’s face again, “So… Miss Su, could you say a few good words for me in front of the director?”
“What do you mean?”
“I really had a unique situation today, it wasn’t intentional to lose my temper with her, you know. My mother called me just now, and I realize that I did go a bit too far, so…”
Su Wanwan instantly understood her meaning, “Don’t worry, the chairman is doing it for the good of the film, she won’t be mad at you.”
Fang Kaiying stated bluntly, “Miss Su, since you are mother and daughter anyway, could you just put in a few good words for me?”
Su Wanwan frowned, “Miss Fang, have you misunderstood something?”
Fang Kaiying widened her beautiful cat-like eyes, “Isn’t it true, you’re Director Yan’s daughter, aren’t you?”
She had already investigated; this Su Wanwan had only joined the crew today.
And Yan Shunhua does have a daughter named “Wanwan,” who, it was said, couldn’t bear to let her work as a stand-in, delaying the shooting process on the set for quite some time…
“You’ve misunderstood.” Su Wanwan could only explain, “I’m not the chairman’s daughter, I’m just her assistant, and I came over to help today.”
“Ah?” Fang Kaiying was instantly stunned.
Where did the mistake happen?
She had talked about the incident with her mother on the phone, only to be scolded instead, being told that this movie would definitely win awards and that she should cooperate fully with the director’s work, and also to keep a low profile…
That’s why she had lowered herself to come to Su Wanwan, hoping to get her to say a few good words for her, but now…
The agent quickly apologized, “I’m sorry, Miss Su, it seems we misunderstood, we’re really sorry.”
“…It’s okay.” Seeing Fang Kaiying’s rapidly changing beautiful face, Su Wanwan thought to herself, no wonder she was so enthusiastic; it was all because of a mix-up…
She wondered whether she should give the chicken soup back…
“Why do you two look so much alike?” Fang Kaiying suddenly cocked her head, curiously staring at her.
“Do we?”
Su Wanwan had heard similar remarks from Gu Shuhan before.
But…
Beautiful people might have similarities, she supposed. If she really had to compare, maybe their eyes were somewhat similar.
But such phoenix eyes, there were too many similar ones in the world. A slight change in eye makeup, and they would look completely different.
“Yes,” Fang Kaiying nodded firmly, and then took out her phone, “Hasn’t anyone ever told you? You really look a lot like Director Yan. I have an old photo of her here, take a look for yourself.”
Su Wanwan looked down.
And was somewhat taken aback.
“Doesn’t it look quite similar?”
Su Wanwan: “…”
“Ever since I took this role, my mother has collected all the director’s information for me. This photo, because it’s a candid, isn’t widely circulated online. I heard she had just started studying in America at the time, probably in her twenties, right? Miss Su? Miss Su?”
Su Wanwan snapped back to reality, “Huh?”
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“You’re not upset, are you?” Fang Kaiying was very straightforward, “Because Director Yan’s daughter is also called Wanwan, so earlier when the staff mentioned it, I thought you were her daughter… I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine.” Su Wanwan forced a smile, “This photo, may I take a picture of it?”
“Of course.”
After the two left, Su Wanwan got back into bed to rest.
Her thoughts were a bit muddled, but she couldn’t fall asleep anymore.
Yan Shunhua’s daughter is called Wanwan, a homophone for her own name “Wanwan.”
Her mother was named Ya Jin, “Ya” and “Yan,” both are homophones.
Why were there so many coincidences?
And that photograph… why did it look so much like her?
Su Wanwan took out her mobile phone and looked at it carefully.
In the picture, Yan Shunhua was sitting under the pavilion in the garden, looking completely different from her current appearance. Back then, her hair reached her waist, and she wore simple jeans and a shirt, with the determined look in her eyes faded away.
No wonder Fang Kaiying was mistaken, because it really did look a lot like her current self…
**
Meanwhile, at the entrance of the courtyard.
Tang Yiwen suddenly stopped and passed over a lunch box, “Take this porridge to the little apprentice, make sure she finishes it.”
“Okay,” Ye Qitian subconsciously took it, then blurted out, “Wait, where are you going then?”
“I have something to do.”
“What could you possibly have to do? You didn’t spot some pretty old lady to hit on, did you?”
Tang Yiwen’s old face tightened, “You good-for-nothing! Asking for a beating, are you?”
Ye Qitian quickly shrank his shoulders, “Then Master, be careful, and don’t forget the way back…”
“Get lost!”
Ye Qitian ran off.
There was no helping it.
After all, he couldn’t win against him in a fight or in a quarrel…
**
After Ye Qitian left, Tang Yiwen grabbed a crew member, “Where’s Director Yan?”
The crew member pointed ahead, “Over there, in Room 101, she’s reviewing footage with the assistant director.”
Tang Yiwen immediately headed in that direction.
…
In the screening room, Yan Shunhua was watching the footage shot that morning. As she watched, she pointed out issues, and the assistant director and other crew members had formed a “concave” shape around her, until…
“Yan Shunhua!”
The little old man’s voice rang out with full force.
Everyone hurriedly looked up.
The entire crew was composed of Yan Shunhua’s long-time collaborators, but truth be told, even Gu Shaoting wouldn’t address her by her name in front of so many people.
So who was this little old man?
The assistant director recognized him as Su Wanwan’s master and seemed to have a bit of a temper, so he quickly stepped forward, “Old sir, do you need something?”
Tang Yiwen didn’t even look at him, “Yan Shunhua, come out here at once!”
“Old sir, our director is in the middle of…”
“I don’t care what she’s doing, hurry up and get her out here, I have something to say to her!” Tang Yiwen was unapologetically demanding.
Despite his small stature, the old man stood up straight, looking quite slender but bursting with spirit, especially those bright, spirited eyes that exuded authority.
“Old sir…”
The assistant director still wanted to mediate, but Yan Shunhua’s voice interrupted, “You all go out for now.”
She had already taken off her headphones and stood up from her chair.
The assistant director, after a quick glance, hurriedly said, “Since the director is busy now, let’s break for lunch. Everyone, let’s disperse.”
The crowd was puzzled but upon hearing this directive, they all promptly got up and left.
Finally, the assistant director closed the door behind him.
Tang Yiwen walked in, still carrying himself with that superior air, “Yan Shunhua, you don’t recognize me anymore?”
Yan Shunhua replied with a smile, “You must be Wanwan’s master, right? I just heard Mary mention it…”
“Heh, you really don’t remember me,” Tang Yiwen scoffed, sitting down on the nearby chair and casually crossing his legs.
Yan Shunhua was somewhat puzzled, “Old sir, you’ve come to see me…”
“I am Tang Yiwen, remember now?”
Hearing this name, Yan Shunhua’s face stiffened as he examined him closely.
“Hmph, it’s true what they say—out of sight, out of mind. You couldn’t possibly have… forgotten your own flesh and blood daughter as well, could you?”
At those words, Yan Shunhua’s face turned instantly pale.
…
“Where is Master?”
In the resting room, Su Wanwan put down her spoon and couldn’t help asking.
“He said he had something to do and told me to come here first.”
“What could he possibly have to do? He’s been gone so long. He couldn’t have gotten lost, could he?”
“How should I know? He didn’t let me follow!”
Su Wanwan: “…”
After a while, she asked, “Senior brother, do you think I look like the chairman?”
Ye Qitian looked up at her carefully, then nodded, “Seems like it, a little?”
“You think so too?”
“But in my eyes, you are the most beautiful!” Ye Qitian quickly said, “Even prettier than those actresses!”
Su Wanwan fell silent.
“Little junior sister, why do you look so distracted?”
Su Wanwan said, “I have a bit of a headache.”
“Let me rub it for you.” Ye Qitian immediately stood up and came over, eager to help.
There was a loud “bang” as the door to the room was pushed open.
Tang Yiwen came in, followed by a staff member.
Ye Qitian was startled.
As expected.
“You rascal, what are you doing!” Tang Yiwen glared fiercely and charged over.
Ye Qitian was so scared he nearly stuttered, “I’m not… doing anything…”
“I come in and see you trying to make an improper move on my little apprentice, and you dare to deny it!”
“What improper move? I didn’t do anything!”
“You did!”
“I didn’t!”
“You did!”
“I…”
Su Wanwan immediately felt her headache get worse.
The two argued for a while before finally realizing.
“Why haven’t you finished your porridge yet? And what is this?” Tang Yiwen pointed to the delicate lunchbox on the table.
Ye Qitian explained, “This is the chicken soup Fang Kaiying sent over…”
“Who is Fang Kaiying?”
“She’s the actress that was the stand-in for little junior sister just now…”
“Throw it out.”
Ye Qitian said, “It’d be such a waste to throw it out. Fang Family’s Little Princess had a state banquet chef make this chicken soup. I heard that normally only national leaders get to taste it…”
“Then you drink it,” Tang Yiwen said without blinking.
Ye Qitian: “…”
For real? Why is Master suddenly being so nice to him?
“If you’re not going to drink it, throw it out!”
Ye Qitian hurriedly said, “I’ll drink it, I’ll drink it!”
Tang Yiwen sat down by the bed, “Little apprentice, how are you feeling?”
Supporting her forehead with a frown, Su Wanwan said, “Can you two not argue every time you meet? My head is really hurting…”
“Then let him leave,” Tang Yiwen immediately chased him off.
Ye Qitian was speechless, “I haven’t finished drinking yet…”
“Perfect, take yourself and that lunchbox out of here!”
Ye Qitian: “…”
Tang Yiwen couldn’t be bothered with him, “Little apprentice, just now I was looking for you… I had gone to find Yan Shunhua. I told her you were feeling unwell, so she has arranged for a driver to take you to the hospital.”
Su Wanwan looked at the staff member in surprise, “There’s no need to go to the hospital. I’ll be fine after some sleep…”
“No way! How can you sleep in such a place? I’m not at ease if you don’t go to the hospital.”
The staff member also hastily added, “Miss Su, the director insisted I take you to the hospital to get checked out. Please don’t refuse. If your condition worsens, I won’t be able to explain it to the director.”
Su Wanwan looked at Tang Yiwen, “It’s all your fault! Why did you have to go say something to her?”
“You caught a cold because of her, am I not supposed to say a few words to her?” Tang Yiwen stood his ground, “I haven’t yelled at her, which is pretty good!”
Su Wanwan: “…”
No wonder Master has never been able to get married his whole life!
With such a temperament, which woman could stand it?
…
Despite her reluctance, Su Wanwan had no choice but to get ready to go to the hospital since Yan Shunhua had already sent a driver.
The car drove with the driver at the wheel, Su Wanwan sat in the back, and Tang Yiwen beside her, taking a small blanket from the rest room.
The little red car shakily drove out of the film city and brushed past a stretch Lincoln.
Behind the Lincoln followed several pink-decorated nanny vans covered in pink balloons and streamers, and even more conspicuous were the various banners cheering on Little Princess Kaiying.
The motorcade drove all the way in and eventually stopped outside the courtyard temporarily set up by the crew.
By that time, probably due to a phone call, quite a few people had already come out to greet, the area surrounded by lots of fans, extra actors, and even reporters holding cameras and boom mics.
The news that Ruan Qiyang was visiting his daughter Fang Kaiying at her scene had been spread a few days ago.
After all, he’s an international superstar and, apart from filming, he usually stays in Kyoto. This time he had traversed mountains and rivers to come to Nancheng, just to see his precious daughter’s debut film performance.
When the car door opened, it turned the scene practically into a major red carpet show.
Ruan Qiyang, who had just turned forty this year, stepped out wearing a red dress, with sunglasses on, high heels, her chin slightly tilted up, and her hair styled in luscious curls identical to her daughter’s.
She faced the flashing cameras and the frenzied murmurs, her red lips curling slightly upwards. Then, leisurely, she took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of cat-like seductive, beautiful eyes.
