Sweet Wife in My Arms

Yi Ling teared up when she heard Yan Huan’s request. She wanted badly to continue being Yan Huan’s manager, but it did not seem likely. An entertainment agency of Yuelun’s caliber would most likely assign a manager who was much more experienced and competent to take over her job. But that was okay. No matter what happened, Yi Ling swore she would never leave Yan Huan. She had promised Mrs. Yan that she would take good care of her little sister; she would protect Yan Huan, come hell or high water.

 Li Changqing had not expected such a simple request. “Sure, why not? Honestly, that was our plan all along, we had no intention whatsoever of getting another manager for you. Ms. Yi has a good head for business. We plan to mold her into one of the best celebrity managers around.”

 “Oh, stop flattering me.” Yi Ling was thoroughly embarrassed by the praise. Her face had turned a bright red, which did not happen often for the tomboy.

 Li Changqing smiled but did not retract his words. He had been telling the truth: Yi Ling was a good manager. The odds had been stacked against her, but she had managed to cut out a path for Yan Huan in the vicious, man-eat-man jungle known as showbiz. Although most of Yan Huan’s roles so far were insignificant supporting roles, it was clear that Yi Ling was highly competent and knew what she was doing.

 Yan Huan picked up the pen and signed her name on the contract.

 She was now officially an actress signed with Yuelun Entertainment. The agency had arranged a small apartment for her, located just outside the city. She would have to undergo a training program, and then start working on the jobs assigned to her by the agency.

 Signing with an agency meant that she no longer had full control over her time and what she was allowed to do in public, but the trade-off was worth it as she would now have access to many more roles and resources. But she was still a nobody and new to the agency, which meant that she did not qualify for a personal assistant or her own makeup artist yet. Her contract did not include a private limo either, but she did not mind. She would earn all of that with her own two hands.

 It would happen soon. Very soon.

 She was definitely staging a comeback.

 She had signed the contract and joined Yuelun. She was now in uncharted territory; in her previous life, she had signed with Chengcheng, Yuelun’s main rival. The rivalry between the two companies had been intense in her past life. They had yet to get to that point this time around, but Yan Huan knew it was going to happen soon.

 She did not want to sign with Chengcheng again because A) Yuelun was clearly the superior company when it came to looking out for their artistes, and B) she knew Su Muran would eventually be Chengcheng’s top celebrity once she returned from abroad.

 In her previous life, Su Muran had robbed Yan Huan of the accolades, reputation, and fame that should have belonged to her. She had ruthlessly kicked Yan Huan to the ground and then kept her firmly underfoot. She had robbed Yan Huan of her blood, and then killed her child.

 Yan Huan swore she would not rest until she avenged the death of her child.

 “What’s wrong, Huanhuan? Aren’t you happy about this?” Yi Ling asked tentatively. She was surprised by the dark, brooding look on Yan Huan’s face: was she regretting signing with Yuelun already?

 “I’m fine.” The look of hatred in Yan Huan’s eyes faded away. She smiled, but the curve of her lips wavered.

 Just you wait and see, Su Muran. We’ll see which one of us gets the last laugh this time around.

 Yi Ling was sure Yan Huan was lying, but she could not figure out why. What was Yan Huan upset about? Everything seemed perfect.

 When they returned home, Yi Ling happily packed their things in preparation to move out.

 The two women did not have a lot; they were only renting their current apartment, and all of the furniture in it belonged to the landlord. After packing their clothes, all they had to do was collect their kitchen utensils, roll up their mattresses, and grab their cat.