The Cannon Fodder Crazy Beauty Has Awakened [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 51.2

Gu Lanqiu did find it somewhat amusing. Had Jiang Mengyu finally dropped the act?

“You’re telling me all this, aren’t you afraid I’ll report it to Zeyan?”

“You won’t.” Jiang Mengyu didn’t hesitate for even a second.

But after saying that, she paused, then softly countered, “Will you, Lanqiu?”

[Is Lanqiu still choosing to side with Xu Zeyan after all?]

The corners of Gu Lanqiu’s lips faintly curled, but her eyes remained unreadable. “Didn’t you already say so yourself?”

Jiang Mengyu exhaled in relief.

[Lanqiu really did choose me.]

Gu Lanqiu’s fingers stilled imperceptibly.

Jiang Mengyu didn’t seem to notice. She wearily half-closed her eyes. “Even if you told him, it wouldn’t matter.”

“I don’t care what he thinks.”

“If he hadn’t done anything yet,” Jiang Mengyu’s tone was eerily calm, “I would’ve slit his throat that very night.”

Gu Lanqiu had seen the surveillance footage from the restaurant that evening. The shift in Jiang Mengyu’s attitude toward Xu Zeyan had indeed been instantaneous, the disgust in her eyes was unmistakably real.

“So you were waiting there for me on purpose?” Gu Lanqiu recalled the suppressed tension and unspoken words in Jiang Mengyu’s gaze when they met that night. So that was why.

“Mm.” Jiang Mengyu traced Gu Lanqiu’s features with her eyes. “I wanted to warn you to be careful, but I knew you wouldn’t believe me.”

And she was right.

Without everything that happened afterward, Gu Lanqiu wouldn’t have given Jiang Mengyu’s words a second thought.

Jiang Mengyu’s mind was exceptionally clear at this moment. When Gu Lanqiu met her gaze, he found her eyes deep and dark, the emotions within them unfathomable. The weariness and clarity she exuded toward the world made him unable to look away.

“Tell me more about that story of yours.”

She was referring to their past life.

Jiang Mengyu curled her fingers slightly. “What do you want to know?”

“How did I die?”

Most people would feel some degree of worry upon learning they would die young, but Gu Lanqiu’s reaction was indifferent, as if discussing a trivial matter unrelated to himself.

“There was a fire in the villa.”

Jiang Mengyu’s words confirmed Gu Lanqiu’s suspicions.

“Xu Zeyan didn’t allow anyone to come to the rescue. Only one maid rushed in to try and save us.”

At this point, Jiang Mengyu’s previously calm emotions surged again, though her chest injury prevented her from moving too much. Her eyes reddened, and her entire body trembled slightly.

“You couldn’t move easily… Perhaps you thought escape was impossible, so you told the maid to save me first.”

The sentence was broken by several pauses before she finished.

Jiang Mengyu suppressed her ragged breathing, her eyes gradually filling with struggle again.

[Lanqiu, no…]

Gu Lanqiu swiftly pressed his hand over hers. “Miss Jiang, calm down.”

Jiang Mengyu immediately gripped his hand in return.

Feeling her tremble, Gu Lanqiu tensed before relaxing, ultimately allowing her to hold onto his fingers without pulling away.

The warmth from their joined hands seeped into Jiang Mengyu. She slid her fingers upward, tightly grasping Gu Lanqiu’s wrist, feeling the strong pulse beneath her palm. Only then did she gradually regain her composure.

“Sorry, I…” Jiang Mengyu released his hand.

Gu Lanqiu glanced down at the faint finger marks left on his wrist. She had held on tightly uneasy, yet restrained enough to let go once she regained clarity.

“It’s fine.” Gu Lanqiu remained composed. “Continue.”

Jiang Mengyu’s voice was low. She avoided looking at him, turning her gaze elsewhere, unfocused. “The fire was too intense…”

That single sentence was enough for Gu Lanqiu to guess the outcome.

“And then?”

Jiang Mengyu shook her head. “I passed out. When I woke up, I heard people say you were already…”

She couldn’t bring herself to say the next word, but Gu Lanqiu finished lightly, “I died?”

Jiang Mengyu suddenly grew agitated. “It was all Xu Zeyan’s fault! He’s the one who should have died! Lanqiu, you promised we’d raise Loose together, he’d just learned how to shake hands…”

“Don’t get worked up,” Gu Lanqiu said.

“This is just a story.”

Jiang Mengyu’s eyes were red and wet. “To you, it’s just a story, Lanqiu.”

“But I can’t forget.”

“I always wonder, did I really save you?”

Her gaze drifted to Gu Lanqiu’s legs. “Did I really succeed?”

“Or is it because I missed you too much, Lanqiu?”

“I think I’m dreaming again.”

Her words were chaotic, devoid of logic.

Gu Lanqiu hummed in acknowledgment. “You succeeded.”

Jiang Mengyu suddenly deflated. “Did I?”

As she spoke, her hand dropped limply, fingers hovering motionlessly over the hospital bed. “That’s good.”

It was this same frail, delicate hand that had once picked up a knife and plunged it into her own body.

Guan Lanqiu asked her, “So what do you plan to do next?”

“And after calling off the engagement?”

Jiang Mengyu pursed her lips. “I understand what you mean.”

“I’ll stay far away and not cause you any trouble.”

And then die in some unnoticed corner?

Logically speaking, Guan Lanqiu had already shown more than enough sincerity in repaying her debt of gratitude. Even a life-saving favor couldn’t completely bind her, forcing her to compromise for Jiang Mengyu’s sake for the rest of her life.

But right now, Guan Lanqiu had taken a rare interest in Jiang Mengyu. If this person were to die just like that, life might become even more dull in the future.

Just a few hours ago, Guan Lanqiu had still thought it would be unseemly to get involved with her nephew’s ex-fiancée. But now, she suddenly changed her mind.

After all, she was an ex-fiancée round it off, and they were practically unrelated.

Besides, the psychologist had said that Jiang Mengyu’s anxiety stemmed from her inability to distinguish between reality and dreams. If Guan Lanqiu spent more time with her, helping her realize that dreams were just illusions, Jiang Mengyu might gradually recover.

Markel would be coming to Country Z next month. She still had a month to play along with Jiang Mengyu slowly.

Moreover, Guan Lanqiu also wanted to test whether her mind-reading ability was truly connected to Jiang Mengyu.

Having made up her mind, Guan Lanqiu relaxed into her chair and asked Jiang Mengyu, “Miss Jiang, you said last time that, as repayment for saving your life, you wanted me?”

Jiang Mengyu held her breath. “You!”

Guan Lanqiu curled her lips slightly. “Focus on recovering first.”

“I have a house in Beiyuan. I stay there occasionally, it’s quiet and perfect for painting.”

Jiang Mengyu clenched her fingers, staring at her unblinkingly. “Is it what I think it means?”

Guan Lanqiu stood up. “I have work to attend to at the company. I’ll take my leave now.”

“Lanqiu!” Jiang Mengyu wanted a clear answer.

Guan Lanqiu remained unmoved. “Just focus on recovering properly first.”

Her attitude toward Jiang Mengyu was like charity, like pity.

The difficulty in pursuing Guan Lanqiu lay in the fact that her tolerance and compromises were only superficial deep down, she was cold and ruthless.

Though once she realized what she wanted, she acted decisively without hesitation, her affection meter remained completely unmoved.

Jiang Mengyu watched Guan Lanqiu’s retreating figure, only lowering her gaze to her own fingers once the woman had completely disappeared.

Her pale fingers slowly curled inward.

Caught.

Guan Lanqiu had someone announce online that Jiang Mengyu and Xu Zeyan had broken up due to irreconcilable differences.

Though she merely intended to play along with Jiang Mengyu and didn’t consider their relationship serious, it still grated on her nerves if Jiang Mengyu continued to bear the title of Xu Zeyan’s fiancée.

As one of the involved parties, Xu Zeyan only learned about this from his assistant.

He had been recuperating these past few days. Since Jiang Mengyu hadn’t come to apologize, Xu Zeyan had stubbornly refused to reach out to her as well.

That heartless woman had beaten him up like this, yet she couldn’t even be bothered to visit him even Zhou Xinying was more considerate than her!

For some reason, Guan Lanqiu had kept Xu Zeyan in the dark about Jiang Mengyu’s injuries. Even Zhou’s father and Jiang’s mother had tacitly agreed to hide it from him, and even Zhou Xinying was left unaware.

Now that the announcement had been made public, Xu Zeyan could no longer sit still.

He opened Weibo and saw that both his and Jiang Mengyu’s accounts had posted messages confirming their breakup.

Xu Zeyan’s face turned red, then green, then blue like a spilled palette.

He wasn’t sure if Jiang Mengyu’s post was made by her, but his definitely wasn’t posted by him!

There was only one person capable of doing this Gu Lanqiu.

Xu Zeyan immediately called Gu Lanqiu. After several attempts, just as his patience was about to run out, the call finally connected.

“Speak,” Gu Lanqiu said coldly.

Xu Zeyan was fuming. “Auntie, was it you who used my account to post on Weibo, saying I was breaking up with Jiang Mengyu?”

“Mm,” Gu Lanqiu admitted without hesitation.

“Why?!” Xu Zeyan’s face flushed with anger. “You didn’t even tell me.”

“Unnecessary,” Gu Lanqiu retorted. “Jiang Mengyu wanted to break off the engagement, and you agreed. What’s there to dwell on?”

Xu Zeyan: “I never agreed!”

That day, he had spoken of breaking off the engagement in a fit of anger. He had invested so much effort into Jiang Mengyu, and she was his savior, how could Xu Zeyan possibly agree to end the engagement so easily?

“Not my concern,” Gu Lanqiu dismissed his fury. “Stop bothering her.”

He didn’t even know where Jiang Mengyu was, how could he bother her?!

Xu Zeyan, recalling Gu Lanqiu’s inexplicable protectiveness toward Jiang Mengyu, demanded, “Auntie, do you know where Jiang Mengyu is?”

The assistant standing nearby hesitated, but remembering Gu Lanqiu’s warning, he swallowed his words silently.

The CEO had forbidden them from telling Young Master Xu the truth. To keep his job, he had no choice but to let Young Master Xu down.

Gu Lanqiu’s response was to hang up directly, she had no time to console her emotionally shattered nephew.

Hearing the dial tone, Xu Zeyan hurled his phone across the room in frustration!

Gu! Lan! Qiu!

Only ten years older than him, yet she always acted like a superior elder in front of him. Over the years, she claimed to care for him but in reality ignored him. Now, she was even siding with outsiders to make his life difficult!

Did she have any semblance of being an elder at all?

Jiang Mengyu obtained Gu Lanqiu’s contact information from the caregiver.

It had to be said, the original story’s villainess was really down on her luck. Even as Xu Zeyan’s fiancée, she didn’t even have Gu Lanqiu’s WeChat.

But this also proved that Gu Lanqiu had never truly acknowledged her from the start.

That’s why the favorability score had always been zero.

Jiang Mengyu knew the caregiver must have sought Gu Lanqiu’s permission first. The fact that she gave her Gu Lanqiu’s contact details meant Gu Lanqiu had consented.

Still, Jiang Mengyu didn’t do much just occasionally sent Gu Lanqiu a few messages.

[The wound doesn’t hurt as much after taking the medicine.]

[I just realized lying down is exhausting too.]

[I dreamed about Loose earlier.]

[It could actually talk.]

[I wonder if it managed to escape in time when the fire broke out.]

[Someone downstairs seems to be singing.]

[It’s raining.]

Just trivial, everyday things rambling and disjointed. Gu Lanqiu glanced at them but paid no further attention.

Perhaps noticing Gu Lanqiu’s silence, Jiang Mengyu gradually stopped messaging.

Then, after a long while, her phone buzzed again. Gu Lanqiu picked it up and saw another message from Jiang Mengyu.

This time, it was just one line.

[Lanqiu, I miss you so much.]

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