Sweet Wife in My Arms

Tigress Zuo scanned the set, looking for the shameless temptress. But she did not see her.

She decided not to waste any time looking for the actress herself. She asked Yan Huan: "Where's Xiao Rongrong?"

Tigress Zuo was quite sure that someone on the production team would be able to tell her where Xiao Rongrong could be found.

Yan Huan pointed at the small resting room before her. It was a makeshift room with walls and a proper ceiling; unlike the other no-name actors, Xiao Rongrong did not have to sit outside in the biting wind.

"She's in there," answered Yan Huan honestly. She did not ask what the woman wanted with Xiao Rongrong; the middle-aged woman did not look like she was happy with Xiao Rongrong, but then again the two of them could be family, for all she knew.

She ran through a few different scenarios in her head as she tried to guess the middle-aged woman's relationship with Xiao Rongrong, but quickly dropped it. It was none of her business. She picked up her cup of warm water and drank from it as she adjusted the gold crown on her head with her other hand. The thought of having to wear the gold crown for the next few months made her feel sorry for her little neck.

She idly wondered whether wearing the gold crown for extended periods of time would result in spinal disorders such as scoliosis later. She hoped not.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the middle-aged woman enter the resting room. She sighed wistfully; she wished she had a resting room of her own, but that was a privilege exclusive to A-list stars. It was not meant for no-name actors like her.

She was also slightly envious of Xiao Rongrong for having relatives to visit her at work. Yan Huan never had anyone visit her, because she did not have any relatives at all. Her mother was no longer with her.

She reflected on this sadly as she took another sip from the warm cup in her hands.

Suddenly, there was a loud scream from the resting room. Yan Huan nearly jumped out of her skin.

What happened? Was it an earthquake?

Yi Ling quickly ran over to Yan Huan and pulled her to a secluded corner to hide. She did not know what was going on, but whatever it was, she did not want Yan Huan to get caught up in it.

Just as everyone was wondering what was going on, a second scream pierced the air, followed by the sounds of weeping and cursing from two women. Soon after, a middle-aged woman with bulldog jowls walked out of the resting room, dragging Xiao Rongrong behind her by the hair.

Xiao Rongrong was wailing like a banshee now. Her costume was in tatters, and there were claw marks on her face. Her makeup had smudged into an unsightly mess; her tears left a trail of eyeliner and mascara down her cheeks.

"You seduced my husband, you slut, and then you made him do nasty, illegal things for you. Well, karma's finally caught up to him, and now I'm going to deal with you."

"What's wrong? You enjoy seducing men, don't you? You like sleeping with my husband, don't you? I'll strip you naked, you should thank me for the opportunity to show off that body of yours. It's not like any of this is new to you, is it?"

With that, the Tigress began to tear what remained of Xiao Rongrong's costume from her.

Xiao Rongrong cried and screamed, but she could not defend herself against the large, thick-waisted Tigress before her. A few members of the production crew tried to run over to her to help her, but the Tigress turned around and yelled:

"Don't you dare stick your noses in this! This is between me and this slut here. If you want to help her, go ahead, I'll strip you naked, too."

As soon as she said that, the staff that had tried to approach her stopped in their tracks. The director and producer had temporarily left the set, which meant that no one was around to take control of the situation. The rest of the crew had turned into rubberneckers, eager for a good show.