My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady
Chapter 211: Yuran’s Cold Joke

Chapter 211: Chapter 211: Yuran’s Cold Joke

A makeup artist who was applying eyeliner interrupted them, "Stop talking about Xiao Xiang already, Bo Yan, the handsome movie star, his charm has nothing to do with us. Have you ever heard of Bo Yan being involved in a scandal with any female artist?

Have you heard about him sparking love with anyone? The conversation earlier almost froze me to death, so fierce."

"For someone like Bo Yan, if he ever falls for someone, it must be irresistible, right?"

"Whoever he likes might also collapse, though. Handsome as he is, he lacks romance!"

Yuran: "..."

The makeup artist asked Yuran to close her eyes in order to apply eyeshadow, which Yuran obediently did. The discussion of the others continued unabated, each word reaching her ears, and what surprised her the most was a certain piece of information.

Even if Bo Yan himself got involved in a scandal, his fans probably wouldn’t believe their idol was in love.

After all, he doesn’t know how to love!

She felt like laughing but restrained herself.

The makeup of a star from decades ago carried a sense of the era. Tang Wan, as the big beauty sensation of that time, had a relatively complicated makeup look. Everyone else was already done, but several makeup artists were still fussing around her, attempting the 1980s curls over and over.

The final makeup look stunned all the makeup artists.

"Miss Yuran, you really suit this kind of makeup," said the makeup artist sister, unable to resist praise as she stepped aside to let Yuran face herself in the mirror.

Yuran was slightly surprised and complimented the makeup artist sister, "What’s your name? Your skills are amazing. This isn’t just imitating Tang Wan’s makeup; I feel like I am Tang Wan right now."

She said this as she stood up, wearing a baroque-style dress favored by socialites, with intricate patterns and a large hemline, accentuating her curves with a very slim waist.

The makeup on her face was grand and luxurious, perfectly matching Tang Wan’s style and demeanor.

What had been a joke statement elicited a prompt change in the makeup artist sister’s expression who hadn’t yet had a chance to speak, only managing a shy smile before an unkind voice came in, "Oh, Tang Wan herself, how thick is your face to say such a thing?"

"Zhen Ni..." The makeup artist sister’s complexion changed as she quickly informed Yuran, "The character is your close friend."

Yuran: "..."

For a moment, her feelings were quite complex.

The next moment, the curtain of the makeup room was pulled aside, and Zhen Ni stepped in. She also had finished her makeup and slowly walked over to Yuran, scrutinizing her up and down with a sneer, "I heard you’re the one playing Tang Wan."

Yuran, who doesn’t seek trouble but isn’t afraid of it, always believed that respect between people should be mutual. Should she smile and cozy up to someone who looks down on her?

That’s not reasonable.

She didn’t want to stir up trouble either and pretended not to hear, thanking the makeup artist sister again and lavishing her with flattery, preparing to leave.

Zhen Ni reached out and blocked her way, her bright red lips coming close to Yuran’s ear, uttering a remark full of spite and humiliation, "Whose bed did you climb into to get such strong backing? How did you land the lead role even in such a big production? Xuan Ze? Or Austin? Or someone from RSM? Share the scoop, will you, shameless... ’sister’?"

Yuran turned her head, and her gentle gaze instantly turned as cold and bloodthirsty as a demon’s. That intimidating aura flared up in an instant, creating an illusion for the makeup artist sister.

This is no novice’s aura, but that of a demon forged from steel!

Zhen Ni was also taken aback, feeling as if she’d been targeted by some terrifying presence. A bead of sweat appeared on her forehead, and Yuran leaned over from her makeup table to wipe Zhen Ni’s sweat with two cotton pads.

Just as Zhen Ni had gotten close to her ear earlier, Yuran whispered, "How vile one must be to see their rivals as so despicable... You... are indeed extraordinary. Looks like you’ve climbed quite a few beds, haven’t you?"

Insulting without using foul language, yet crushing someone into the mire.

Yuran, proud as a Peacock, stood straight, walked past Zhen Ni with a smile, casually tossing the cotton pads into the trash bin, feeling somewhat exhilarated.

It took a while for Zhen Ni to recover, grinding her teeth and glaring in the direction Yuran had left. With a huff, she stomped after her in high heels.

The makeup artist had witnessed a one-sided skirmish, pat her chest, and silently gave Yuran a thumbs up, categorizing her as a force to be reckoned with.

Inside the makeup room, she wasn’t alone—several assistants had watched the entire episode. She cautioned everyone, "Whatever you saw or heard just now, the moment you leave this room, you know nothing, understand?"

"Yes... Sister Lin."

...

By the time Zhen Ni caught up with Yuran, she had already made her way to the public area. Not willing to let go, Zhen Ni purposefully bumped into Yuran hard, leaving a threat, "Just you wait."

Yuran watched her departure, squinting like she was looking at a madwoman.

There’s no hate without reason.

She didn’t remember having any grudges with this person called Zhen Ni. Speaking of which, Zhen Ni was a considerable second-tier actor inside the country with consistently good resources, and she belonged to RSM, the home company.

Then again, she didn’t encounter Zhen Ni when she auditioned for Tang Wan, so theoretically, there should be no enmity between them. Could it be just because she secured the role of Tang Wan that Zhen Ni despised her?

The reason was too far-fetched to stand.

While her movements were subtle, those witnessing the scene weren’t few. Because as Yuran emerged, she fit precisely into everyone’s vision of Tang Wan, causing the staff and waiting actors to look over.

They caught the moment Zhen Ni bumped into her—crystal clear.

Some actors whispered nearby while the staff exchanged looks without commenting. Only Austin frowned and approached, taking a thorough look at Yuran, "Do you have a beef with Zhen Ni?"

Yuran was baffled, "Before today, I really didn’t know her. Maybe... she’s jealous because I’m prettier than her."

Austin couldn’t help but laugh, squinting his eyes like X-rays, scanning Yuran from head to toe, "You fit the image of Aunt Wan... really well!"

Even the jokes were almost the same.

As he spoke, his gaze drifted to a distant pavilion where a tea set with elaborate patterns was laid out, "If there’s any trouble, just say the word. Even if it’s our own talent, we won’t indulge. This is a movie that Tang Du and I want to shoot with care, and we won’t allow anyone to ruin it."

"It seems your feelings toward Tang Wan are also quite different."

Austin nodded, "I grew up with Duan Chen and Tang. Aunt Wan treated us like her own children, just as well as she treated Tang, so of course it’s different; anyway, let’s drop it. Having seen your costume photo with Bo Yan, I have even higher expectations for the drama now. Would you like to go see Bo Yan?"