After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again: Chapter 59

ARC 2: THE FILM EMPEROR FROM HUMBLE ORIGINS (15)

Qi Yuan finally found out that the woman was much more powerful than he thought.

She was a screenwriter!

He secretly searched her name on Baidu¹, only to realize she had a similarity to that one master from the screenwriting industry.

She's really powerful.

He followed her on Weibo² and read all her activities before going to bed at night.

As he lay in his new bedroom, his mind thrown into chaos. He tossed and turned numerous times before deciding that he was better off studying more English words.

All they ate was takeaway these days. Although the food was delicious, it was too expensive. Qi Yuan felt distressed over the money.

That evening, he heard Yan Ge asking what he wanted to eat and he cautiously offered: "Can we buy ingredients from supermarket and cook the food ourselves?"

"We can." Yan Ge's response wasn't sincere. Since the last time she played chef, she figured out that Qi Yuan didn't like her cooking and never thought about conquering his stomach again. This area wasn't supposed to be her strong point in this plane anyway.

Qi Yuan was afraid Yan Ge would take the initiative and immediately said: "I'll cook this time."

"You can cook?" Yan Ge was surprised. "You're too amazing."

Her exaggerated praise did not infect Qi Yuan at all. On the contrary, he even felt a little embarrassed. He bowed his head slightly and seemed bashful when he explained: "I used to do miscellaneous work at the back of a restaurant kitchen and learned a bit on the sly."

Yan Ge rubbed his head again: "It seems you picked up a lot of skills in the time I was looking for you. Tonight I'll try out Master Qi's cooking."

Qi Yuan thought of himself as a man with an indomitable spirit, but that was always squashed whenever this woman rubbed his head!

The two happily chatted as they made their way downstairs. As soon as they opened the door of the unit, they met a young woman standing outside. This little woman was called Ailin. She was Wang Xiuming's life assistant, and the one who climbed into his bed that night.

"Xu Jie." Irene was momentarily thrown off by the man next to Yan Ge, but then she immediately remembered her purpose. She walked up and grabbed Yan Ge’s sleeve with tears glistening in her eyes: “Xu Jiejie, I’m sorry. I've always wanted to come and apologize to you, but I never had an opportunity before."

She didn’t wait for Yan Ge to speak and quickly followed up: “Xu Jie, it’s because I couldn't help my myself that I did this kind of thing. My brain was muddled by love and it led to this situation. Xu Jie, please forgive me."

Yan Ge pulled her hand and patted Ailin's hands in a comforting manner. Her voice was soft when she said: "This isn't the place to talk. Why don't we chat over a meal?"

Irene didn't expect Yan Ge to have such a good attitude. She nodded and smiled at her: "En, okay."

There was a somewhat upscale restaurant outside the neighborhood. Yan Ge ordered a few of the most expensive dishes along with two bottles of red wine, then she handed the menu to Qi Yuan: "A Yuan, order whatever you want."

Sensing how attentive Yan Ge was to Qiyuan and the intimacy in their words, Ailin asked out of curiosity: "Xu Jie, this is?"

"This is my younger brother. He's a little shy." Yan Ge didn't intend to talk about Qi Yuan with her: "Didn't Xiuming go to Tianfu yesterday? Why didn't you follow him?"

"My body wasn't very comfortable, so Wang Ge gave me a few days off to rest." Ailin said with some embarrassment: "Xu Jie, I have always admired you and I especially like your screenplays. I honestly never thought to come between you and Wang Ge. I always told myself that I'd only secretly like him in my heart. It was enough to see him happy."

When she spoke up to this point, her eyes reddened: "But Wang Ge wasn't happy at all. Every time I saw his depressed face, I couldn't help myself."

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1. Bǎidù (百度)the most widely used search engine in China. Think of it as Google↩︎
2. Wēibó(微博)a very popular Chinese microblogging platform. In my mind, it's a combination of Tumblr and Twitter↩︎

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Ailin is something else. Calling someone else's husband so intimately when he's also supposed to be your boss would have aggravated any wife.