A writer has arrived in the Chinese entertainment industry.

"Tangtang! What are you doing?"

Seeing that Tang Yan's hands were busy, Mao Xiaotong turned on the speakerphone, so everyone in the room could hear Yang Mi's voice.

"I'm playing games." Tang Yan took the phone from Mao Xiaotong and was about to get up to talk on the side when she heard Yang Mi's voice coming over again.

"You're still playing video games? Anyway, let me ask you something: have you been in contact with Dilraba and Xiaotong lately?"

Tang Yan's heart skipped a beat. Regardless of whether she had a clear conscience or not, discussing others in private, especially if the person involved overheard, would definitely make people suspicious!

She instinctively turned off the speakerphone and tried to leave the lounge. But it was too late; Mao Xiaotong and Su Liu grabbed her shoulders on either side and pushed her back onto the sofa.

"Ouch!" She slumped down, letting out a soft cry.

Upon hearing the commotion, Yang Mi quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing... I accidentally bumped into the table leg." Tang Yan smiled sheepishly at Su Liu and Mao Xiaotong's scrutinizing gazes.

"Oh, be careful. You still haven't answered me. Have you been hanging out with Dilraba and Xiaotong lately?"

"Recently... I..."

At this moment, Reba also put down her phone, and three pairs of eyes, like searchlights, focused on Tang Yan's face.

"...Yes, we've gone shopping together before," she replied.

"Oh, did they mention the new play about cultural revival?"

As the saying goes, no one visits a temple without a reason. Why would Yang Mi ask about Dilraba and Xiaotong out of the blue? There must be a conspiracy involved.

"What new drama?" Tang Yan was surrounded by three pairs of bright eyes. She forced a stiff smile and felt like she was about to break out in a cold sweat.

"Have you forgotten the drama that Xiaotong mentioned at the Marie Claire gala?"

"I...don't remember."

"How could you forget that?" Yang Mi was exasperated by her best friend's stubbornness, but she still had to get straight to the point. "I heard that Fu-Su Culture's new drama is co-invested by CTV and will be broadcast on CCTV."

"...Is...is that so?"

Tang Yan's eyes darted left and right, and she noticed that the three members of the Fusu Culture group had their arms tightly crossed in front of their chests, as if they had erected an invisible wall.

"Yeah... Tangtang, you're acting a little strange today?... Is anyone with you?" Yang Mi finally realized something was wrong.

"Huh? Next to me?" She saw the three people, like conjoined triplets, all raise their index fingers to their lips in a shushing gesture.

"No, I'm home alone," Tang Yan said.

"Then could you ask about the situation of this drama for me? You know, my studio has signed a few new talents."

"But...Fuju Culture definitely needs to use its own actors, right?"

"I didn't say the lead role. Their company only has three actors, how can they possibly handle all the roles? Could you ask around for me if there are any supporting actors with decent screen time, male or female, it doesn't matter."

"Isn't this... a bit presumptuous?"

Yang Mi paused, then said, "Are you alright? That night you said you wanted to be the boss lady of Fuxing Culture. You even said that a young guy like Su Liu would obey you with a flick of his finger..."

Tang Yan jumped up from the sofa in fright, her words coming out in a rapid-fire, shrill voice that seemed to pierce eardrums. "What nonsense are you spouting! I never said that!"

Yang Mi was baffled by her sudden accusations. On the day of the Marie Claire gala, after parting ways with Dilraba and Mao Xiaotong, the two talked about the company, Fusu Culture.

Yang Mi felt that with a great writer like Su Liu involved, the company had a promising future. Therefore, Tang Yan delivered the important speech mentioned earlier, saying that she wanted to take advantage of the other party's instability before they rose to prominence and become the boss's wife of Fuxing Culture...

What started as a private, outspoken chat between close friends has now reached the ears of the three members of the Revival Culture group, word for word.

"What?! That day you clearly said things like 'being in a good position,' 'a virgin,' and 'let's see what you can do'..."

"Ah—I'm going out now, I'm leaving now!"

Tang Yan quickly hung up the phone. Her cheeks flushed red, her ears burned, and her eyes darted around nervously under the gaze of the trio.

"The proprietress of a cultural revival?"

Su Liu began to slowly pace around her. Reba and Mao Xiaotong followed suit, and so the situation became that the three of them surrounded Tang Yan.

"You want to hook your fingers?" Mao Xiaotong said half-jokingly. "Su Liu is right here, hurry up and get started."

"That's right, that's right." Dilraba puffed out her cheeks slightly, trying hard to keep a straight face. "Besides, Teacher Su isn't a virgin, you know."

"Dilraba, what are you saying!" Su Liu was both annoyed and amused, and she forced a straight face.

How do you know if he's a virgin or not?

"Sister Xiaotong, how could Teacher Su, who's such a womanizer, possibly be a virgin?"

"Hey! You two, don't frame me!"

Dilraba paused, a hint of hesitation and disbelief in her eyes. "Teacher Su, are you... really a virgin?"

"Pfft—hahahaha." Mao Xiaotong couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter, clutching her stomach.

"Enough! Is this the time to say such things!" Su Liu sternly stopped Reba's fantasies. "We should deal with this spy who has infiltrated the company first." He pointed at Tang Yan.

"I'm not a spy, I'm not a spy," Tang Yan waved her hands repeatedly.

"Yeah, how could she be a spy?" Mao Xiaotong wiped away the tears of laughter from the corners of her eyes and teased, "She's here to be the boss's wife."

"Ah—I really didn't say those things!" Tang Yan wished she could disappear into a hole.

"It's okay to say it before. Our teacher Su loves it when girls throw themselves into his arms."

"Really, Sister Xiaotong?"

Dilraba always asks questions with exceptional sincerity, making you feel that she is genuinely seeking knowledge. It's precisely this attitude that makes her difficult to deal with; you can't scold her, leaving you completely at a loss for words.

"Of course it's true."

Tang Yan seized the opportunity and immediately joined the conversation. "Oh, I see. I completely misjudged him."

"Shut up, you spy."

Su Liu wanted to end the conversation; if it continued, things would get messy. So he changed the subject, "Yang Mi asked you to ask about the role; ask him now while we're all here."

"President Su, didn't you hear everything? Just tell me directly."

"Unnatural" is an episodic drama, with only six main characters including the police; the rest are supporting roles in each case, with roughly equal screen time. If it's a role like that, giving Yang Mi one or two wouldn't be a problem. After all, she previously posted on Weibo in support of Dilraba and Mao Xiaotong, which, while not having much effect, was still a kind gesture.

"Then just tell her that all roles require auditions. She can then arrange for someone to audition."

"Okay, then I'll tell her that." After Tang Yan finished speaking, she looked at Su Liu expectantly.

"What...are you doing?"

"President Su, I'm an actress too," Tang Yan tapped her nose with her finger. "Is there a suitable role for me in this drama?"

"You still insist you're not a spy!"