The Cannon Fodder Crazy Beauty Has Awakened [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 49.2

Gu Lanqiu actually stood up, taking her words at face value. “Then rest well. If you need anything, call Secretary Zhao.”

As soon as the words were spoken, she caught a fleeting look of astonishment on Jiang Mengyu’s face.

Gu Lanqiu remained unmoved. She adjusted her sleeves and said, “I’ll take my leave first.”

Jiang Mengyu’s odd behavior was secondary after all, she couldn’t escape Gu Lanqiu’s grasp. Right now, Gu Lanqiu was more curious about the voice she had heard in her mind.

[Lanqiu is so cold. Does she hate me now?]

[Last time… well, it’s understandable. If not for later…]

The voice in her head was intermittent. Gu Lanqiu cast one last glance at Jiang Mengyu. “I’ll come back when I have time.”

With that, she strode out of the hospital room, her departure as decisive as the night before. From start to finish, she never looked back.

Only after Gu Lanqiu left did Jiang Mengyu seem to lose her strength. She leaned against the headboard, her eyes slightly lowered, and murmured softly, “You don’t need to stay with me.”

The two caregivers had been instructed beforehand to closely observe Jiang Mengyu’s every move. But as they watched her now, they couldn’t help but feel she looked somewhat pitiful.

She probably didn’t want Director Gu to leave, did she?

Lost in their thoughts, the caregivers failed to notice the complete absence of emotion beneath Jiang Mengyu’s half-lowered eyelids, only an icy indifference remained.

Secretary Zhao was still waiting for Gu Lanqiu outside the hospital room.

Seeing her emerge, he stepped forward and whispered in her ear, “Young Master Xu is downstairs.”

Gu Lanqiu replied casually, “How is he?”

“Two cracked ribs, a swollen bump on the back of his head, and some minor scrapes.”

Secretary Zhao couldn’t hide the surprise in his tone. Who would have thought these injuries were inflicted by Jiang Mengyu?

She had always appeared so frail, her hands accustomed to holding paintbrushes seemed delicate to the point of fragility. Meanwhile, Xu Zeyan, even if he neglected exercise, was still a man standing over six feet tall.

Yet the surveillance footage showed Jiang Mengyu kicking Xu Zeyan several meters away with just one strike. The casual indifference on her face as she stepped on him was so unfamiliar that Secretary Zhao barely recognized her.

Gu Lanqiu had seen the video too. In the past, she might have been just as shocked as Secretary Zhao. But after witnessing Jiang Mengyu ramming her car into Xu Zeyan the night before, she wasn’t surprised at all.

She turned and headed downstairs.

Xu Zeyan looked far worse than Jiang Mengyu. His head was wrapped in thick bandages, dark circles under his eyes stark against his unusually haggard appearance.

Hearing movement at the door, Xu Zeyan snapped impatiently, “Didn’t I say not to bother me?”

When he looked up and saw Gu Lanqiu walking in, his expression immediately changed.

“Auntie, what brings you here?” He forced an awkward smile.

Gu Lanqiu curled her lips slightly and got straight to the point. “Don’t even think about touching Jiang Mengyu.”

The implications of that statement were heavy.

Xu Zeyan instantly realized Gu Lanqiu already knew who was responsible for his injuries.

“Why?” he seethed through gritted teeth. “Auntie, that woman Jiang Mengyu beat me up like this, and you’re still protecting her?”

Not a single word of concern for him, just outright defense of Jiang Mengyu.

Resentment burned in Xu Zeyan’s chest, but what overwhelmed him was confusion and disbelief.

Gu Lanqiu had never been particularly fond of Jiang Mengyu before, and she never interfered in their personal affairs. So why was she forbidding him from retaliating this time?

“Didn’t you bring this upon yourself?” Gu Lanqiu said coldly. “What’s going on between you and Zhou Xinying?”

Xu Zeyan immediately shut his mouth.

But the next second, Gu Lanqiu heard a familiar voice in her ear.

[Is this why Auntie is protecting Jiang Mengyu?]

[She was the one being unreasonably jealous and even dared to hit someone!]

[Speaking of which, I wonder how Xinying is doing. Yesterday, I saw her limping was her sprain that bad?]

Zhou Xinying sprained her foot?

Gu Lanqiu had obtained the information she wanted.

She had no time to discuss Xu Zeyan’s romantic entanglements with the two women and interrupted his wandering thoughts. “Jiang Mengyu has done me a favor. I don’t care what’s going on between you and Zhou Xinying, but she must be left unharmed. Understood?”

Her tone carried a clear warning.

Xu Zeyan was taken aback. “What did she do?”

What did she mean by “done me a favor”?

He still didn’t know about Gu Lanqiu’s near-miss car accident.

Gu Lanqiu didn’t explain or entertain his questions. She turned and left the hospital room, instructing Secretary Zhao, “Find out about Zhou Xinying’s recent situation.”

She needed to confirm whether the voices in her head were hallucinations or real, someone else’s inner thoughts.

Secretary Zhao quickly gathered the information Gu Lanqiu requested.

When the report confirmed that Zhou Xinying had indeed sprained her foot, Gu Lanqiu’s eyes finally flickered with emotion.

She hadn’t known about this beforehand. Even if she were hallucinating, she couldn’t have guessed it so accurately.

So, was she really hearing other people’s thoughts?

In her thirty-some years of life, this was the first time Gu Lanqiu had encountered such a thing.

What was this, mind reading?

She pondered. Everything seemed to have started with Jiang Mengyu’s strange behavior.

The sudden car accident, Jiang Mengyu’s uncanny foresight, and the thoughts she had heard from her…

Could her ability to hear others’ thoughts be connected to Jiang Mengyu?

Gu Lanqiu suppressed the news of Jiang Mengyu’s accident.

The attacker had been targeting her, and there might still be follow-up attempts.

However, though she didn’t publicize it widely, she soon personally visited Zhou Xinying’s father and Jiang Mengyu’s mother, Madam Jiang, Jiang Mengyu’s biological mother in this world.

Upon hearing that Jiang Mengyu had been in a car accident, Madam Jiang nearly fainted, but Zhou Xinying’s father quickly steadied her.

“Thank you for Miss Jiang’s assistance last night,” Gu Lanqiu said, sliding a contract forward. “A small token of gratitude, please don’t refuse.”

Zhou Xinying’s father took it and saw that it was no small gift, it was a project he had been striving to secure.

He closed the folder. “You’re too kind, President Gu. Mengyu is Zeyan’s fiancée, and you’re Zeyan’s aunt. It was only right for her to help you.”

Gu Lanqiu’s expression deepened with meaning. It seemed Zhou Xinying’s father was unaware of Jiang Mengyu’s intention to break off the engagement.

He didn’t notice her look and pressed on, “But where is Mengyu now?”

“Miss Jiang is still in the hospital. The doctor has ordered her to rest quietly.”

Madam Jiang urgently asked for the address. Once Gu Lanqiu answered, she immediately stood up, eager to see Jiang Mengyu.

Zhou Xinying’s father softly reassured her while instructing the maid to prepare for the trip, Madam Jiang’s health was delicate, and even routine outings required caution.

Guan Lanqiu watched the deep affection between the two and suddenly recalled the look Jiang Mengyu had given her when she left the hospital, the reluctance and sorrow in those eyes had been unmistakable.

Following Mr. Zhou and Mrs. Jiang out of the villa, Guan Lanqiu waited until Mrs. Jiang had gotten into the car before casually asking, “Mr. Zhou, I heard your second daughter sprained her ankle the other day. Is she alright now?”

Mr. Zhou gave her a puzzled glance. Though he didn’t understand her intention, he replied politely, “It shouldn’t be anything serious. Thank you for your concern, Ms. Guan.”

Shouldn’t be?

Guan Lanqiu understood immediately, Mr. Zhou had no idea about the incident. The stark contrast between his earlier anxiety upon hearing about Jiang Mengyu’s accident and his current indifference toward Zhou Xinying was glaring.

No wonder Jiang Mengyu wanted to fight for her place.

But if Mr. Zhou was entirely biased toward Jiang Mengyu, why had he arranged for Zhou Xinying to be by Xu Zeyan’s side? As a father, couldn’t he see how his own daughter felt about Xu Zeyan?

Guan Lanqiu let out a faint, cold laugh before getting into the car as well.

Jiang Mengyu had fallen asleep again and woke just as Mrs. Jiang and the others arrived at the hospital.

The moment Mrs. Jiang saw her daughter, tears streamed uncontrollably down her face. “Mengyu, my poor child.”

Jiang Mengyu watched her performance in silence.

In the original story, the stepsister was the vicious antagonist, and her mother wasn’t much better. The two of them had stirred up endless trouble in the Zhou family, leaving Zhou Xinying, the child of the first wife, with no place to stand.

Mrs. Jiang wept pitifully, yet without a trace of disarray enough to make Mr. Zhou’s heart ache. “Didn’t you hear the doctor earlier? Mengyu isn’t seriously injured. There’s no need to worry.”

“How can I not worry?” Mrs. Jiang wiped her tears. “This is my daughter. Of course I’m heartbroken.”

As she spoke, her gaze swept around the hospital room, her tone laced with complaint and probing. “Mengyu is hurt, why hasn’t Zeyan come to see her?”

At this, Jiang Mengyu immediately glanced at Guan Lanqiu, meeting her deep, dark eyes. There was a meaningful expression on Guan Lanqiu’s face, as if she, too, was waiting to see how Jiang Mengyu would explain.

Complaining about someone in front of their aunt, Mr. Zhou shot Guan Lanqiu a look. “He must be busy with something.”

Mrs. Jiang opened her mouth to retort when Jiang Mengyu suddenly spoke softly, “He can’t come.”

Mrs. Jiang froze, staring at her daughter’s calm, composed face before belatedly realizing something was wrong. “What do you mean?”

Jiang Mengyu: “He probably has broken ribs and is busy recovering.”

Though her words were directed at Mrs. Jiang, her eyes remained fixed on Guan Lanqiu.

So Jiang Mengyu knows she didn’t hold back either, Guan Lanqiu thought.

Mrs. Jiang: “What?”

She hadn’t expected this. “How could his ribs be broken?”

Jiang Mengyu replied flatly, “I did it.”

Mrs. Jiang: “???”

She wondered if she had misheard and instinctively turned to gauge Guan Lanqiu’s reaction, only to find her expression unreadable, clearly already aware of the matter.

Jiang Mengyu really did it?!

Mrs. Jiang was no longer calm. “Mengyu, did Zeyan make you angry? Even if that’s the case, you shouldn’t have—”

“I’m calling off the engagement,” Jiang Mengyu interrupted.

Mrs. Jiang nearly fainted for real. “Calling off the engagement?!”

Even Mr. Zhou looked shocked. “Mengyu, why would you suddenly want to break off the engagement when everything was fine?”

Jiang Mengyu turned her face away, refusing to answer.

But Gu Lanqiu could hear her thoughts spilling out uncontrollably.

[After the car accident, Lanqiu lost both his legs.]

[That scum Xu Zeyan actually took advantage of the situation to seize power and even imprisoned Lanqiu.]

[I won’t let something like this happen again.]

Xu Zeyan imprisoned her?

Gu Lanqiu agreed with the first half of Jiang Mengyu’s statement. If Jiang Mengyu hadn’t appeared in time last night, whether she could have survived the car accident at all would have been a question. Losing her legs was already a relatively better outcome.

But did Xu Zeyan have the audacity to imprison her?

Madam Jiang never got an explanation from Jiang Mengyu in the end. Persuaded by Zhou’s father, she left for the time being, leaving only Gu Lanqiu and Jiang Mengyu alone in the hospital room again.

Gu Lanqiu sat down on the small sofa. “Miss Jiang, let’s talk again.”

Jiang Mengyu pursed her lips. “What do you want to say?”

“Let’s talk about your foresight and what ‘starting over’ means.”

Hearing this, Jiang Mengyu visibly tensed, her face perfectly displaying shock and panic.

But Gu Lanqiu offered no further explanation, simply watching her calmly, waiting for her response.

After what felt like an eternity, Jiang Mengyu finally took a deep breath.

“If I told you that I’m actually reborn, would you think I’ve gone mad?”

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