Sweet Wife in My Arms

"Director, I can't act in this film." Sun Yuhan tossed the script in front of Yan Hua. There were more than a dozen cuts in a day during filming. Either something was not right here, or something was wrong there. The entire production crew thought she was a joke. If this continued, she would become ridiculed by the whole world. If she had been her former self, she would not care if other people want to laugh at her. But now that she was a celebrity, she could not stand such humiliation and could not afford to lose face.

Perhaps this was so-called being lonely at the top. She could not do anything wrong and also could not bear any mistakes.

Oh, Yan Hua coolly lifted her eyes.

"Miss Sun, why are you not able to act?"

It was because of that Yan Huan. Su Yuhan had first wanted to say that Yan Huan deliberately outshone her with her acting. But it was nothing novel for an old hand to be better at acting than a novice. A lot of experienced actors would do it. For an actor to be undermined clearly meant that the actor's acting skills were not as good as the other person. If that person could not compete in acting skills, nothing could be done. But now she actually went to the director to make noise; it was basically bringing disgrace to herself.

She suddenly felt her face on fire. She reached out to directly take away the script from the table and left. Yan Huan only curled her lips and did not say much.

"The young people nowadays really can't handle a minor blow. How can they make it?"

Sun Yuhan was somewhat overbearing. She thought that there was the Ye family backing her, so she could go about with her nose in the air and stir up trouble in the entertainment circle. But she forgot that the so-called entertainment circle had too many people who could also call the shots. Not everyone had no backers and no acting skills. Other people might give way to her, but Yan Huan would not do so.

Since Yan Huan's official debut, she had not been afraid of anyone. Of course, she did not take the initiative to offend people. She kept a low profile, but it did not imply that she was timid and afraid of trouble. Now, Sun Yuhan also needed to keep in mind that she was not the only one who could bully others. Similarly, other people could also wrap her around their fingers and then step on her under the foot.

In fact, Yan Hua was right. Yan Huan was really toying with Sun Yuhan, calmly and moderately. She would goad her without any reason just so to keep her on her toes. As to Su Muran, that was not goading. That was fear. A deep fear linked with terror making her tense during the day and unable to sleep soundly at night.

At this time, wearing complicated costumes on the outside and sitting on the side of the chair, Queen Yan's momentum was not something that an average person could overcome. Not to mention during filming, even now, she showed a grandeur and cool elegance that cowed people. She did not smile, but she would sometimes slightly lift the corners of her lips and her pair of black eyes would become deeper and more serene at this time.

She climbed out of hell twice. If she did not wise up, she could really die.

She would never forget the time she knelt to and begged Su Qingdong, Su Qingdong's hard-heartedness and how he pushed her into the Sea River. His own child's life was precious. But did it have to mean that the life of another person's child was worthless?

Yes, she had no parents, but her parents gave birth to her, not Su Qingdong and the Su family. The Su family did not give her anything. So, why should they use her blood on Su Muran? And to the extent of finally wanting her life?

How could there be such an unjust thing in this world?

However.

She sat up, held up the side of her face, and then looked for Su Muran's figure.

Su Muran suddenly felt the hair on her body stand on ends, as if a ghost had held down her shoulders. Instantly, an eerie chill rose from the soles of her feet. She slowly looked back and was met with Yan Huan's mildly amused face at this time, as well as her red lips suddenly parting and closing a few times as if she was saying something.

"It's been a long time, Miss Su. I'm still alive."

Su Muran's shoulders stiffened. She had to admit that she was afraid of Yan Huan. The Yan Huan, who set herself against her from the beginning, snatched her acting role, outshone her in acting. And now, the shameful relationship between the two of them which no one could know about.

The Su family owed Yan Huan a life.

She herself also owed Yan Huan her life.

And as for this life, if the Lu family and other people were to know how it came about, even if the whole Su family were to be destroyed once, and she also had to get out of the entertainment circle forever, it would still be reprehensible.

Yan Huan took out her cell phone. It was an unknown number.

In that case, should she answer it or not; should she pick it up or not?

What should she do? In this regard, she was quite glum and also quite hesitant.

She brought her cell phone to her ear.

"Yan Huan." A very familiar voice could be heard. Yes, it was very familiar. This voice had joined in every nightmare she had, extinguished by accompanying the icy cold Sea River water.

Ah, Su Qingdong finally could not sit still.

Yan Huan walked to the door of a coffee shop. She pushed up the sunglasses she wore on her face, and then went in. After which, she went straight upstairs and walked to a hidden table to sit down.

"Mr. Su does have a refined and elegant attitude of mind to have found such a good place where even light could not be seen."

She put her handbag aside. She languidly propped up her cheeks and in this way looked at the night sky outside, lost in thought. It was indeed a nice night. Most of the Sea City's scenery could also be found here.

Yan Huan, what do you want?"

The abrupt voice really disturbed Yan Huan's good mood at this time. Yan Huan turned her head back and was clearly laughing. But with a smile, her eyes looked like they were dripping with venom as they reflected Su Qingdong's face.

Ah, it was really nice to have a father. No matter how fraudulent that daughter was, her father also did not care, because that was his daughter. So, even if she were to defraud her father to death, this father was also willing to let his daughter defraud.

In that case, were they bullying her for not having a father?

"Yan Huan, what do exactly you want? For you to shut your mouth?" Su Qingdong's hair was white at both of his temples. Compared to a year ago, he was also somewhat older. Not only time had given him the added hardship, it could also be that when he dreamt at night, there were the mournful beseeching cries of a woman.

Mr. Su, I'm begging you, let me go, I don't want to die, I can't die too. I have children, I have three children and they are still young.

Mr. Su, I won't speak of it. I'm not going to say anything. I swear, I'll never breathe a word about this matter.

Su Qingdong, you deserve a horrible death. Your family deserves horrible deaths. You wait for me; I will come back. I will come back to find all of you.

Suddenly, Su Qingdong felt like he was waking up from a nightmare. He looked up and saw Yan Huan's smiling face. Her smile was very cold. It was icy like the freezing water in the Sea River during winter. The chill from the world of ice and snow almost cascaded down on his head. The pupils in her eyes were black, so black like they were two black holes and empty inside. However, they would consign people to eternal damnation.