Chapter 10

Holding an overcoat in his hand, Huang Rihua saw Yang Pan lingering outside the filming site and asked, "Panpan, aren't you leaving yet?"

Yang Pan smiled and replied, "Brother Hua, you go ahead, I'm waiting for someone."

Huang Rihua, with a knowing look, pointed inside and said, "Awei is changing clothes inside and will be out soon."

"Got it, Brother Hua."

Miao Qiaowei came out in a hurry and asked casually, "Panpan, it's getting late, let me take you home!"

Yang Pan forced a smile and said, "I'm waiting for someone, Awei, you go ahead, I'll take a taxi later."

"Alright, I have an appointment, I'll go first."

Weng Meiling, arm in arm with a handsome young man in his twenties, was skipping and chatting happily.

"Panpan, why aren't you leaving yet?"

Yang Pan stepped forward and asked, "Amei, have you seen Chuanzai?"

Tang Zhenye asked Weng Meiling, "Chuanzai? Is he your cousin?"

Weng Meiling laughed and said, "Yes, Chuanzai is back from Nanyang. When I have time, I'll introduce you to him!"

Tang Zhenye pointed at Yang Pan and laughed, "Look how anxious Panpan is. You should tell her where Chuanzai is. It's so late, it's dangerous for a beautiful lady to be on the street."

Weng Meiling frowned adorably and replied, "I remember Chuanzai went back a long time ago."

Yang Pan bit her lip and forced a smile, "I... I know, I'll go first."

Watching Yang Pan's dejected back, Weng Meiling asked Tang Zhenye, "What's wrong with Panpan? She seems off."

Tang Zhenye, with a knowing look, said proudly, "I think this beloved Muni is in love, but her lover isn't Yang Kang, it's her cousin Chuanzai."

Weng Meiling said coyly, "Nonsense, how could Chuanzai and Panpan be like that? Chuanzai hasn't even told me. I think you must be wrong."

"Maybe, let's not talk about it. I'll take you home."

Tang Zhenye was in a hot romance with Weng Meiling and didn't want to upset her over trivial matters.

When Wang Zichuan returned to his residence on Temple Street, it was already pitch dark. After a tiring day, he staggered up to the second floor, fell onto the bed, and thought about what had happened during the day.

"This is truly amazing. I didn't expect so much to happen in one day. I'm going to make it big!" Wang Zichuan muttered to himself, then suddenly realized, "I still need to write the script for 'Happy Ghost'!"

Wang Zichuan, full of energy, fetched paper and pen and started writing on the table. The more he wrote, the more it felt wrong. He threw away the pen and tore up the messy draft.

"These traditional characters are so annoying. Why add so many strokes to a perfectly good character? It's hard to recognize and even harder to write!"

Dictionary! That's right, I need a dictionary!

Wang Zichuan rummaged through his drawers and paced around the room in frustration.

"Strange, the dictionary was definitely here. Where did it go? Oh, here's a note. Oh, it's from Ah Xing. What! He needs the dictionary for a program and is borrowing it for a few days! What should I do?"

He poured a glass of water and felt even more depressed.

"Am I going to be stuck with traditional characters? I can finish the script for 'Flirtatious Young Master,' but why can't I finish 'Happy Ghost'? Forget it, I'll go buy a new dictionary."

"Ring ring!"

Wang Zichuan came to the living room and thought, "Who's calling? What if Brother Hua asks me to go out for drinks?"

"Hello! Who is this?"

"Chuanzai, it's Weng Meiling."

Wang Zichuan was surprised; this was the first time Weng Meiling had called him.

"Amei? Why are you calling so late? Aren't you with Aye?"

"Chuanzai, I'm asking you seriously. Did you do something to upset Sister Panpan?"

Thinking about what happened during the day, Wang Zichuan felt a bit guilty.

"No... no, how did you know?"

"Hmph! She waited for you for hours today and even asked me where you live!"

Wang Zichuan was shocked, "You... you told her!"

"No, what do you mean? You just got introduced to a girlfriend, and now you're causing trouble with other women. If Aye were as fickle as you, I would have dumped him long ago."

Weng Meiling wanted to say how she would explain to Lianmei but thought it was better to be vague since Chuanzai and Lianmei weren't close yet.

Wang Zichuan laughed awkwardly and explained, "Panpan and I are just friends. By the way, do you have time?"

Thinking about the novel, he realized that even if he bought a dictionary, it wouldn't help him finish the script quickly. It would be easier to find someone to write it for him.

Weng Meiling was silent for a moment and replied, "No, I have a full day of work tomorrow and want to rest early."

"Oh!" Wang Zichuan's mood was low, and he couldn't think of anyone else to ask. "Do you have Panpan's phone number?"

"So late, what are you planning? Forget it, I can't control you. 9854687!"

"Beep beep beep beep!"

Wang Zichuan didn't care why Weng Meiling hung up and quickly dialed Yang Pan's number.

Soon, a pleasant voice came from the receiver.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

Wang Zichuan said, "Is this Panpan? It's Chuanzai."

"You... why are you calling me today?"

Wang Zichuan explained, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were waiting for me at the set. Director Wang Jin had some things to discuss with me, so..."

The voice on the other end quickly turned cold.

"I know. What do you want? If nothing, I'm hanging up."

Wang Zichuan hurriedly said, "Wait! I need to talk to you."

"What is it?"

Wang Zichuan said, "Can you come out for a moment?"

"Out? Where?"

Wang Zichuan said without hesitation, "To my place! Come to my place, I need your help with something important! It's about my lifelong happiness, you must come."

If he couldn't finish the script, he wouldn't be able to explain to Wang Jin, and he would be seen as unreliable. This would haunt him even if he achieved great success in Hong Kong.

Yang Pan asked in a low voice, "What do you need? And lifelong happiness?"

Wang Zichuan said, "You'll know when you come. My place is at Temple Street XX. Take a taxi for safety, I'll wait for you downstairs."

"Hello? Hello? I haven't agreed yet!" Yang Pan put down the phone, hesitating, unsure whether she should go.

"Alright, I'll go and see. Chuanzai isn't that kind of person."

Wang Zichuan anxiously waited downstairs, watching every taxi that passed, praying for Yang Pan to come soon.

Soon, a taxi stopped near Wang Zichuan, and a young woman in casual clothes and a silk hat got out.

Seeing Wang Zichuan looking around, Yang Pan smiled and said, "Who are you looking for?"

Wang Zichuan was surprised, "You... Panpan! Why are you dressed like that, wearing high heels and stockings? Aren't you afraid of encountering trouble?"

"I... I'm afraid of being recognized."

Yang Pan's face turned slightly red. After hanging up, she decided to meet him and somehow got dressed up.

Wang Zichuan, in a hurry, grabbed Yang Pan's hand and led her to the second floor.

Yang Pan struggled a bit but then followed Wang Zichuan upstairs.

Wang Zichuan said as they walked, "I had a lot of trouble today. Thanks to your help, I avoided a disaster."

Yang Pan sighed with relief, feeling a mix of emotions. It turned out he just needed her help.

"Here! Panpan, come over!" Wang Zichuan pointed to the table and said, "I want to write a script, but I'm having trouble with traditional characters. Can you help me, Panpan?"

Hearing a grown man pout, Yang Pan shivered but felt a sweet sensation. Looking at the messy draft on the table, she smiled and said, "Your handwriting is so bad. Oh! And there are misspellings."

Wang Zichuan quickly tore up the draft, laughed awkwardly, and explained, "You see, I've been studying simplified characters from the mainland. Mixing the two makes it hard to write traditional characters."

Yang Pan indeed saw many simplified characters on the paper and asked, "Why are you studying simplified characters? Do you want to go back to the mainland?"

Wang Zichuan prepared the paper and pen and casually replied, "Of course, I'll go back!"

Yang Pan's expression turned gloomy, and her mood sank. She said softly, "Is Hong Kong not good? Can't you stay? I heard that the mainland..."

"Those are rumors!" Wang Zichuan frowned, interrupting her, and asked loudly, "Do you look down on people from the mainland?"

Yang Pan quickly replied, "No, I just... can't you stay?"

Seeing her misty eyes, Wang Zichuan realized he had been too hasty. He should have given her some benefit for helping him. He comforted her, "Don't worry, I'm just going to visit. I'll come back. Now, let's get to business. I've thought of the script. I'll say a sentence, and you write it down."