After I Transmigrated into the Novel, I made the Heroine Fall for Me - Chapter 63

Looking back now, Gu Shengxiao seemed to understand the meaning behind that gaze.

A lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

That look had only appeared once, yet it left a deep impression on her.

Later, as she watched Fang Qingying continuously court disaster timid by nature yet always acting against her own character, it was as if someone was forcing her to behave this way.

“Is that all?” Fang Qingying tilted her head to look at her. If it was just this, it couldn’t possibly be the reason Gu Shengxiao remained so fixated on their childhood memories, could it?

“Do you really want to know about our childhood?” Gu Shengxiao asked.

“A little, I guess?” Fang Qingying nodded slightly. What she really wanted to know was whether Gu Shengxiao had been adorable as a child.

A soft, chubby little dumpling, just the thought of it made her heart melt.

“Then, how about I show you some photos of me as a child?” A mischievous glint flickered in Gu Shengxiao’s eyes as the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously.

“You’re not planning to invite me to your house, are you?” Fang Qingying paused, eyeing her suspiciously.

Childhood photos were the kind of thing one would typically keep at home, after all.

“Speaking of which I don’t think I know what your parents do, do I?” Fang Qingying suddenly recalled something she had nearly forgotten.

In the original novel, the female lead Gu Shengxiao’s background had always been shrouded in mystery, perhaps only revealed later in the story.

Unfortunately, by that point, the original host had already met her demise, and Fang Qingying herself had transmigrated into the book before finishing it.

So, in truth, she had no idea about Gu Shengxiao’s background was she an ordinary girl or a hidden heiress?

From her very first appearance, Gu Shengxiao had radiated brilliance, making it hard for Fang Qingying to imagine any kind of underdog struggle in her past.

From her debut to winning the Best Actress award, Gu Shengxiao’s life seemed like an unstoppable winning streak, standing out uniquely in the entertainment industry.

“I’ll introduce them to you when I get the chance.” Gu Shengxiao’s expression grew distant as she spoke, as if the word “parents” had touched a nerve. She lowered her eyes, veiling her thoughts.

“Are they very busy?” Fang Qingying ventured cautiously, her fingers tightening slightly as her heart pounded wildly.

Without knowledge of the later plot, she worried that Gu Shengxiao’s parents might no longer be alive, making this a painful subject. If so, had she just rubbed salt in the wound?

Gu Shengxiao smiled faintly, reaching out to ruffle Fang Qingying’s hair reassuringly. “My parents are very busy. They rarely have time to rest, so it might take a while.”

There had been a time when she resented them for their constant absence, for being too busy to visit even when she was burning with fever.

Even during that kidnapping incident, they had only rushed over days later, forcibly taking her away.

But she didn’t resent them anymore.

Because someone had barged into her cold, monotonous world and pulled her out of it.

“That’s alright.” Fang Qingying exhaled quietly in relief. At least they were still alive.

After that, the two chatted about many things until Director Liu sent someone to call them away.

Later, the TV series wrapped up as planned, and Director Liu invited Fang Qingying to the wrap party. Since she had played a role in it, he insisted she attend, it would be rude not to.

Fang Qingying thought it over. After what happened last time, she wasn’t particularly fond of attending gatherings.

But Director Liu wasn’t getting any younger, and it wasn’t easy for him. At most, she’d just make sure not to wander off.

In the end, Fang Qingying agreed.

She got into Gu Shengxiao’s van, and after a bumpy half-hour ride, they finally arrived at the hotel where Director Liu had booked dinner.

Stepping out of the car and looking at the familiar hotel, Fang Qingying felt a vein throb at her temple she must have some kind of grudge against this place. But since she was already here, she had no choice but to follow the others inside.

Only a handful of people knew about her disappearance and abduction last time. Most assumed she had simply gotten lost in the massive hotel without her phone.

“Don’t wander off this time,” Gu Shengxiao sighed helplessly, shaking her head. “Wherever you go, I’ll go with you.”

Hearing this, Fang Qingying’s stiff shoulders relaxed slightly. With her wife by her side, she wasn’t afraid of running into any more trouble.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, Xiao Fang and Xiao Gu, you two really get along well,” Director Liu remarked with a teasing grin as he shuffled past them, stroking his chin. “If one of you were a man, you’d probably make a great couple, huh?”

Just look at how perfectly matched they were, what a shame they weren’t together.

But often, careless words from the speaker carry unintended weight for the listener.

Director Liu chuckled and led the way inside, followed by the main cast, while the crew members behind them whispered among themselves.

“Wow, Director Liu’s got sharp eyes!”

“Aren’t they practically a couple already?”

“Holding hands, fingers intertwined~”

“We all saw it~”

Gu Shengxiao was wearing long sleeves, which loosely covered their clasped hands.

But even the tiniest details couldn’t escape the keen eyes of their devoted “Xiao Ying CP” fans.

After several rounds of drinks,

Fang Qingying watched worriedly as Gu Shengxiao shielded her from the toasts. She had a strong suspicion that Director Liu was doing this on purpose.

It was no secret that she couldn’t drink after all, there were blackmail-worthy photos of her drunk, leaked by the media.

To be precise, the original host of this body had been provoked one night and ran out to drown her sorrows, only to collapse after a single bottle of beer.

If she had encountered someone with ill intentions, things could have ended badly. But in the end, all that surfaced was a photo of her “drinking alone at night,” with nothing else happening.

She woke up at home the next day.

“Xiao Gu, you’ve got quite the tolerance!” Director Liu slurred drunkenly, raising his glass in applause.

Gu Shengxiao remained as cold as ever, if not even frostier than usual. She tilted her empty beer glass slightly not a drop left.

When others did this, it looked perfectly natural. But when Gu Shengxiao did it, it gave off the distinct impression that she was challenging the other person.

In short, it was pure provocation.

The assistant director, watching nervously from the side, quickly intercepted Director Liu before he could drag Gu Shengxiao into another drinking contest. “Director Liu, it’s getting late. Shouldn’t we wrap things up?”

“Huh? What time is it?”

“Ten o’clock. Your wife’s probably going to be mad.”

“Alright, let’s call it a night.”

Director Liu immediately scrambled to his feet and hurried toward the front desk. The mere mention of his wife made him bolt faster than anyone else.

Gu Shengxiao left with Fang Qingying, who hadn’t touched a drop of alcohol. When the van pulled up at their apartment, Fang Qingying helped the flushed and dazed-looking Gu Shengxiao out of the car.

“You’re drunk, aren’t you?” Fang Qingying eyed Gu Shengxiao, who was standing perfectly straight, and voiced her suspicion.

Who in their right mind would have a dazed look in their eyes, an unchanged expression, and stand perfectly still without moving?

Fang Qingying sighed as she helped Gu Shengxiao upstairs. While opening the door, she heard Gu Shengxiao murmur softly, “I’m not drunk.”

Fang Qingying: “…”

She almost laughed.

With reflexes this slow, how could she not be drunk?

When drunk, Gu Shengxiao didn’t make a fuss, she just spoke with a noticeable delay every now and then.

This actually relieved Fang Qingying. Truth be told, she had never had to deal with someone who acted out when drunk.

As the night deepened, Fang Qingying rubbed her temples in frustration, staring helplessly at Gu Shengxiao, who was curled up in the bathtub and refusing to come out.

She tapped the edge of the bathtub and asked, “What are you doing?”

Fang Qingying was dressed in a white bathrobe, her long hair dripping water at the ends, as if she had been interrupted mid-shower.

And the one who had interrupted her was Gu Shengxiao, clad in a white shirt and black trousers.

Soaked through, the white fabric clung to her body, nearly transparent, leaving little to the imagination.

Half of her long hair floated on the water’s surface, partially covering her shoulders, yet exuding an alluring charm.

Hearing the voice, Gu Shengxiao blinked slowly, her red lips parting slightly as she said, “Bathing.”

Fang Qingying thought that if she had just locked the door while washing her hair, she wouldn’t be in this predicament now.

She shot Gu Shengxiao a glance and asked irritably, “Are you sure you’re bathing right now?”

This was clearly mischief, who bathed without taking off their clothes?

Perhaps sensing her pointed gaze, Gu Shengxiao slowly raised her hands after a long pause. Her slender, jade-like fingers grasped the pure white buttons, undoing them one by one from the neck down.

The unbuttoned collar revealed delicate collarbones and the faint outline of a light-colored bra. On the side of her neck was a small but distinct bite mark, as if someone had left it there.

Watching as Gu Shengxiao nearly finished unbuttoning her shirt, Fang Qingying quickly grabbed her hand.

Gu Shengxiao trembled slightly as she lifted her lashes, droplets of water clinging to them. She looked at Fang Qingying with innocent confusion, as if asking why her hand was being held wasn’t she just getting ready to bathe?

Suppressing her frustration, Fang Qingying tried to reason with her.

“I was in the bathroom first, so I should bathe first, right?”

Gu Shengxiao tilted her head slightly, processing Fang Qingying’s words, her eyes filled with incomprehension.

“Bathing.”

“I was here first, wasn’t I?”

“Bathing.”

Fang Qingying opened her mouth to argue but was cut off as Gu Shengxiao repeated “bathing” three times in a row.

Huh? So not only was she stubborn after drinking, but she’d also turned into a broken record?

“I said I was—”

Mid-sentence, Fang Qingying suddenly felt a slender hand grip the collar of her robe.

With a single tug, half of Fang Qingying’s body tumbled into the bathtub.

“Gu Shengxiao!”

Fang Qingying gasped in shock.

That move had nearly scared the soul out of her.

“Together.”

Finally, Gu Shengxiao changed her tune from just “bathing,” but Fang Qingying wasn’t exactly moved.

Fang Qingying groaned in exasperation, “You just drank, you shouldn’t bathe yet. What if you wake up with a headache tomorrow morning?”

She had left the sobering soup cooling in the kitchen, planning to bring it to Gu Shengxiao after her shower. But now, here she was, commandeering the bathtub without a word and dragging Fang Qingying in with her.

“Together.” Gu Shengxiao tightly gripped her clothes, stubbornly staring at Fang Qingying as she enunciated each word clearly: “Let’s take a bath together.”

Fang Qingying: “Fine, fine. Just don’t come crying to me tomorrow when you have a headache.”

In the end, unable to resist Gu Shengxiao’s persistence, Fang Qingying helped her take a bath ending up bathing together as well.

The moment she stepped into the bathtub, Fang Qingying suddenly felt grateful that her bathtub was large enough to comfortably fit two girls.

She opened the bathroom door to find Gu Shengxiao curled up in her arms, fast asleep. Fang Qingying wrapped her in a towel.

“Don’t fall asleep yet. Drink the hangover soup.”

She waited for a long time, but Gu Shengxiao remained silent.

888: Psst, I suggest a mouth-to-mouth approach.

The long-absent 888 chimed in to stir up some fun.

Fang Qingying: I have other ways to get her to drink it.

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