The Cannon Fodder Crazy Beauty Has Awakened [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 48.2

The situation in this world was already incredibly favorable, the host better not do anything reckless!

Jiang Mengyu offered no further explanation, leaving System 031 scratching its head in frustration, trying to guess her intentions.

After standing in the night breeze a while longer, Jiang Mengyu finally felt a chill seep into her body, just as the person she had been waiting for arrived.

The woman approaching wore a sleek black pantsuit, her white blouse unbuttoned at the top to reveal a slender, porcelain neck. Her wavy hair cascaded freely, and a faint flush from alcohol tinged her cheeks. Every lift of her brow and tilt of her chin exuded an effortless, mature allure.

It was Gu Lanqiu.

The male lead’s greatest cheat his most powerful backer in status and position, the primary source of his wealth.

At thirty-four, Gu Lanqiu had taken the reins of her family’s business early, becoming a legend in the corporate world for single-handedly rescuing the Gu Group from the brink of collapse. In just a decade, she had expanded it into the colossal empire it was today. Anyone in the industry who mentioned her would praise her as a prodigy sharp, capable, and formidable.

Years of navigating the business world had honed Gu Lanqiu into a composed and reserved figure. Her striking phoenix eyes carried an air of unapproachable aloofness, exuding an aura of elegance and poise.

She was the polar opposite of Chi Jingyan.

Though the young mistress of the Chi family had a fiery temper, her domineering demeanor was merely superficial, she lacked true cunning.

Gu Lanqiu, on the other hand, was cold inside and out. Outwardly, she appeared calm and courteous, but beneath that façade lay an impenetrable stillness, making it impossible to guess her thoughts.

Just as Jiang Mengyu was observing Gu Lanqiu, the latter also noticed her presence.

The girl in the white chiffon dress stood quietly in the distance, watching her. Under the glow of the lights, her silhouette seemed especially fragile, pale and delicate as moonlight.

Gu Lanqiu seemed to be on her way out as well, accompanied by a few people, likely dinner companions. They clearly recognized Jiang Mengyu and fell silent at the sight of her.

As the woman drew closer, Jiang Mengyu finally spoke softly when Gu Lanqiu was almost within reach: “President Gu.”

“Hmm.”

Gu Lanqiu’s response was indifferent, her expression unreadable.

“Waiting for Zeyan?” she asked casually.

“Yes.” Jiang Mengyu lowered her long lashes slightly, her dark, even gaze seeming to deepen. “And also, for you.”

Gu Lanqiu’s brows furrowed almost imperceptibly. “Is something the matter?”

Before Jiang Mengyu could respond, she continued, “Contact Secretary Zhao; he’ll get back to you.”

Hearing this, Jiang Mengyu raised her eyes to look at Gu Lanqiu again. A flicker of intense emotion seemed to flash in her gaze, but when Gu Lanqiu looked closer, there was nothing to be seen.

All she noticed was a faint glimmer of moisture in the girl’s eyes, as if she had been wronged.

Had Xu Zeyan bullied her?

Gu Lanqiu felt no sympathy. Even if Jiang Mengyu had truly suffered at Xu Zeyan’s hands, it was their private affair, none of her concern.

She gave Jiang Mengyu a slight nod, then turned and walked away without looking back. The people beside her quickly followed, and soon the entire group vanished from Jiang Mengyu’s sight.

Once the surroundings fell silent again, Jiang Mengyu checked the panel Gu Lanqiu’s favorability score remained glaringly at zero.

She suppressed the feigned hurt in her eyes and turned to the other end of the corridor, where Xu Zeyan’s figure had appeared at some point.

Xu Zeyan was also surprised to see Jiang Mengyu still there.

“You haven’t left yet?”

Some of the anger and resentment in his heart dissipated. If Jiang Mengyu was still waiting for him, it meant she knew she was in the wrong—probably here to apologize.

Xu Zeyan strode toward her, but before he could speak, Jiang Mengyu said flatly, “We meet again.”

What?

Before Xu Zeyan could react, the scene before him suddenly began to sway. His body was flung backward, and by the time his back slammed heavily onto the ground, wracking him with pain, he belatedly realized Jiang Mengyu had kicked him square in the chest!

She was wearing high heels, and the sharp heel nearly pierced a hole through his chest. Though there was no blood, the pain radiated from his front to his back, as if two ribs had snapped.

The excruciating pain twisted Xu Zeyan’s face, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. He glared at Jiang Mengyu in utter disbelief.

“You!” Have you lost your mind?

Jiang Mengyu couldn’t even twist open a bottle cap, where did she get such strength?!

Before he could finish, his face was pressed under her foot. Forced to tilt his head awkwardly, he couldn’t see her expression, only hearing her icy tone: “I want to break off the engagement.”

“What?!” Xu Zeyan could hardly care about the humiliation of his position now. Gritting through the pain, he demanded, “Mengyu, you!”

The foot on his face pressed down harder, grinding his well-maintained face against the floor until it felt like his skin might tear.

His face hurt. His chest hurt. His back hurt even more.

For a moment, Xu Zeyan felt like this couldn’t be real.

Was he dreaming?

[Target Xu Zeyan’s favorability -10. Current total favorability: 155.]

Couldn’t even handle this much?

Jiang Mengyu twisted her foot slightly. “Do you not want this mouth either?”

A sudden realization struck Xu Zeyan somehow, he understood her meaning. “Jiang Mengyu!”

He cursed, “Have you lost your damn mind?!”

So he did know how to say her name.

“Break off the engagement.” Jiang Mengyu’s tone left no room for refusal.

Xu Zeyan felt as though an illusion had shattered. Rage and humiliation surged through him as he forced out the words through gritted teeth, “Fine, break it off then. Jiang Mengyu, don’t you dare regret this!”

At first, he had thought Jiang Mengyu was gentler than Zhou Xinying and had even saved his life once, so he felt he should treat Jiang Mengyu better.

Who would have guessed Jiang Mengyu was actually this kind of person?

[Target Xu Zeyan’s favorability -10. Current cumulative favorability: 145.]

Jiang Mengyu didn’t need to guess what he was thinking. Right now, there were more important matters waiting for her, she had no time to waste on Xu Zeyan.

Bending down to pick up the car keys from the ground, Jiang Mengyu didn’t spare Xu Zeyan another glance. She grabbed her bag and turned to leave.

System 031 was stunned.

Had it just hallucinated? Did its host just beat up the male lead?

Damn it, host! Offending the male lead right from the start, how were they supposed to play this game now?!

[Host,] System 031 said woodenly, [you waited here just to beat up the male lead and steal his car keys, didn’t you?]

Jiang Mengyu didn’t explain. She slid into the driver’s seat and turned on the navigation.

System 031 saw the destination she set and suddenly understood.

[You’re going to save Gu Lanqiu?]

The original novel mentioned that Gu Lanqiu was dining at the same restaurant as the male lead tonight. However, the male lead left early out of concern for the female lead’s injuries, missing Gu Lanqiu entirely.

Unbeknownst to him, Gu Lanqiu would later be targeted by a business rival on her way back. Though she miraculously survived the car crash, she lost both her legs.

From then on, Gu Lanqiu faded from public view, while Xu Zeyan took over her business empire, becoming the domineering CEO who would rage for his beloved in front of outsiders.

This kind of fate inevitably reminded Jiang Mengyu of Jiang Wanjing.

Trying to climb to power over a woman’s suffering?

Dream on!

The car shot forward like an arrow, speeding away into the night. The wind whipped Jiang Mengyu’s long hair, blurring her delicate features. Her face remained cool and indifferent, yet her actions were anything but.

System 031: [Slow down, slow down! HOST!!!]

Gu Lanqiu realized she was being followed.

Tonight, she had only brought her driver and one bodyguard. The other party, however, had two cars, gradually surrounding her black Cayenne.

“Ms. Gu,” the driver said grimly, “they’re coming aggressively. I’m afraid!”

Gu Lanqiu opened her eyes, her expression icy. “Lose them.”

The driver Gu Lanqiu trusted naturally had excellent skills, but the pursuers refused to fall behind. When they realized they couldn’t intercept her, they seemed intent on dragging her down with them.

After sending a message to Secretary Zhao, Gu Lanqiu glanced at the rearview mirror, the two cars were still hot on their trail.

The vehicles weaved through the streets in a high-speed chase. At a sharp turn, a white van suddenly cut in, accelerating rapidly toward the Cayenne’s right side. The bodyguard couldn’t suppress a shout:

“Ms. Gu!”

At the critical moment, a black SUV appeared out of nowhere, slamming into the van at 180 km/h and sending it flying. The deafening crash pierced their eardrums.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

Gu Lanqiu, still shaken, turned her sharp gaze toward the SUV. The car looked familiar, wasn’t it Zeyan’s?

Was it Xu Zeyan?

In her mind, System 031 wailed: [HOST!! DON’T DIE ON ME!!]

The scene before her grew increasingly blurred. Jiang Mengyu loosened her grip on the steering wheel, the remnants of madness still faintly lingering in her eyes.

She tugged at the corner of her lips and slowly exhaled.

“031, transfer the mind-reading ability to Gu Lanqiu.”

No. 031: [Host!]

No. 031 was frantic, but still had no choice but to obey the host’s orders, gritting its teeth as it handed the cheat ability to Gu Lanqiu.

[Ding! Cheat ability: Mind Reading successfully equipped! Estimated activation countdown: 12 hours.]

A chaotic and perilous night.

The events that followed had little to do with Jiang Mengyu. The tremendous impact caused the airbag to deploy, and Jiang Mengyu lost consciousness on the spot.

In the hospital.

Gu Lanqiu sat by the hospital bed, flipping through Jiang Mengyu’s records.

With bodyguards present last night, she hadn’t suffered any serious injuries. Moreover, Secretary Zhao had arrived quickly with reinforcements, forcing the assailants to retreat.

The people in the van hadn’t died, but multiple bones in their bodies had been shattered, and they were still in the emergency room.

As for Jiang Mengyu…

Gu Lanqiu turned to the next page, where a line of black text on the white A4 paper stood out starkly: Jiang Mengyu is gentle and elegant, pampered by Zhou Xiang to the point of never lifting a finger.

Gentle? Elegant?

Gu Lanqiu recalled the scene from last night when Jiang Mengyu had slammed on the accelerator and charged forward that level of madness had nothing to do with those two words.

She closed the folder and gazed at the unconscious figure on the hospital bed, her eyes filled with contemplation and suspicion.

How had Jiang Mengyu known someone was following her?

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