Sweet Wife in My Arms

"Director," she said politely, "I am number 57, Yan Huan. I would like to audition for the role of Qing Yao."

The faces around her showed no change in expression, Qing Yao was a popular character, the role second only to the female lead, and she had many scenes and a strong character. There were several people who wanted to audition for the role.

Those present, besides Director Jin himself, were satisfied with the performance of Wen, after all her audition had been quite good.

Yan Huan was good-looking, but nobody knew whether or not she had good acting skills, just like she wasn't considered as favorite in the audition of Love and Tribulations, the main thing was that she was an unfamiliar face, and the risk of hiring unfamiliar faces was larger than those actors that were already known.

Yan Huan moved a chair and sat on it. She leaned on it and closed her eyes, and it was silent all around. She rested her face in her hand, the fluorescent light fell on her bright, pale skin, the young lady had good skin which most people envied.

"Do you have something to say?" she asked drily with her eyes closed. No one was acting opposite her; she had to do it herself.

"Oh...." She smiled suddenly, her red lips arched charmingly beautiful. The moment she opened her black crystal eyes, they were filled with iciness as if a blast of cold wind was blowing. The people watching couldn't help but shudder.

"If they want to die, let them die. There are too many people in the world, so be it." She was smiling, but a single tear emerged at the corner of her eye, and it slowly rolled down to her chin.

Then she closed her eyes again, her slightly curved lips had never fallen.

"Aren't you going to leave?" she asked again. Though she was not impatient and was not rushing the person she spoke to, she made the room fall indescribably silent and distant.

"Should I?" It was as if someone was actually standing opposite her, talking to her, arguing with her, pleading with her, and if that was the case, what would she do with such a subordinate? You should keep a dog that was obedient, but if it began to bite its master, why would you keep it? Now she wanted nothing but people's deaths.

"If you will die for him, then do it." Her voice was cold and ruthless, and so was she. You could see and feel her unutterably pretty and flirtatious presence in her every move, every word, every blink, and even every small expression.

She was immersed in her performance, and she brought the people into her play.

Yan Huan rose to her feet, but they still couldn't help falling in the strange scene.

"Ahem..." Director Jin coughed a little and the others came to their senses. "I choose Yan Huan," he expressed his decision immediately. Yan Huan had amazed him. Yes, amazed. Wen Dongni did play well but everyone was stunned by Yan Huan's acting, she was extremely attractive. He believed that anyone who had eyes would know who they were going to choose.

"I choose Yan Huan too," one of them nodded and agreed with Director Jin. "Wen Dongni has good acting skills, but she lacked the feeling of Yan Huan's performance."

The rest of them discussed and they all decided Yan Huan would play the role, she was the perfect Qing Yao. This was Qing Yao, a devil but with a good side, too, a good side but she would never admit.

Qing Yao was not bad, she was pitiful, whose fault was it that Qing Yao had become this way?

The man beside Director Jin looked sullen, "I think Wen Dongni is better." His face felt hot when he spat out the words.

The others looked at him strangely. He was embarrassed and coughed a little bit.

"I'm sorry, Planner Chen, we all agreed." Director Jin looked at him helplessly, "The minority is subordinate to the majority, you won't go your own way, will you?"

Fuck you! Planner Chen nearly jumped up and touched Director Jin's nose when he pointed at him to scold him.

Even though he insisted on having his own way, it was not going to work.

Yes, they had all agreed, he couldn't win the argument with them in any way. In the entertainment circle, people lived by their appearance. But if their beauty was similar they had to live by their acting.

You couldn't brag about having a connection, as many people also have them due to the large nature of the drama. All the investors wanted to earn money, if you asked a third-class actor to play in it you couldn't get the support needed from everyone else. In the end, Planner Chen could only clench his teeth in hatred and look on helplessly as everyone agreed on Yan Huan.

When Yan Huan came out, Yi Ling rose to her feet and ran to her. She stood in front of her before she could even speak, just like a mother hen protecting her chick, carefully keeping Yan Huan behind her.

Wen Dongni walked over and smiled with confidence.

"Little walk-on actor, I look forward to seeing you again, there is no chance really, but it could be possible," she said as she blew on her perfectly manicured fingernails. "Perhaps you could be my double in Journey to Fairyland, I do remember you being good in hanging wire."

Yan Huan didn't get angry but she instead smiled, "If I get the chance, I will."

Wen Dongni held her hand tightly, and her face took on a ghastly expression. She snorted and turned around, walking away in her high heels swinging her hips.

Yi Ling could relax after Wen Dongni left.

"Are you alright? Huanhuan, why does she bully you?" She was nearly ready to scream in fear when she saw Wen Dongni enter the the room, as she was afraid Wen Dongni might bully Yan Huan again.

"I'm fine," Yan Huan shook her head, "Don't worry. I didn't get hurt."

"Then," Yi Ling asked carefully, "Did... you get it?"

Yan Huan smiled, then she reached out and made an "okay" gesture with her hand.