The Cannon Fodder Crazy Beauty Has Awakened [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 64.2
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Gu Lanqiu steadied Jiang Mengyu in her arms, glancing down at the person nestled against her. Her tone softened slightly as she spoke again, “Let’s go.”
Only then did Jiang Mengyu lift her eyelids, giving a faint nod.
The two then headed toward the stairs.
The moment they turned, Fu Lianxi clearly saw Jiang Mengyu cast a sidelong glance at her.
There was no trace of pain left in the other woman’s eyes, only endless mockery and coldness.
She had been faking it all along!
[Lanqiu has been deceived by her!]
Gu Lanqiu’s footsteps paused almost imperceptibly.
She turned her gaze to study Jiang Mengyu’s face, her eyes now tinged with scrutiny.
Jiang Mengyu pressed her lips together, silent, but her eyes remained fixed on Gu Lanqiu, as if afraid the woman before her might vanish at any moment.
It didn’t seem like an act.
Fu Lianxi didn’t understand Jiang Mengyu’s condition, so she assumed she was deliberately putting on a show. But Gu Lanqiu had seen Jiang Mengyu during her episodes, her current state was identical, if not even more frantic than usual.
The fact that she hadn’t passed out yet was already a small miracle.
Gu Lanqiu thought that if she had known earlier about Fu Lianxi’s feelings for her, she would never have told Jiang Mengyu tonight that she was having dinner with Fu Lianxi.
Perhaps then, none of this would have happened.
They left first, leaving Fu Lianxi standing there in a daze, watching their retreating figures.
Wen Lingyi rubbed her hands together. “Lianxi, don’t overthink it. Lanqiu didn’t mean it that way.”
For some reason, Wen Lingyi felt like a mediator, constantly either resolving conflicts or on her way to resolve one.
“You might not know this,” Wen Lingyi said quietly, “but Lanqiu was nearly in a car accident before. It was extremely dangerous.”
Fu Lianxi whipped her head around to stare at her. “What?!”
Why had she never heard about this?
“Lanqiu deliberately kept it under wraps. Not many people know.”
Wen Lingyi sighed. “The other party was aiming for a life-for-a-life exchange. Multiple cars surrounded her, they weren’t planning to leave any survivors.”
Fu Lianxi nearly forgot to breathe. Something so major had happened, yet she had been completely unaware.
Wen Lingyi’s voice grew solemn as she continued, “At the critical moment, it was Jiang Mengyu who drove in and saved Lanqiu.”
Most people wouldn’t have had Jiang Mengyu’s nerve or her skill.
Truthfully, Wen Lingyi was also grateful to Jiang Mengyu.
That’s why, when she learned Jiang Mengyu was pursuing Gu Lanqiu, her only thought had been to advise Gu Lanqiu gently.
In front of Jiang Mengyu, Wen Lingyi had never shown the slightest hint of hostility or dislike.
“Do you know how she saved Lanqiu?”
Fu Lianxi’s mind was in turmoil. She shook her head, her voice hoarse. “No.”
“She rammed her car straight into the other vehicles, sending them flying.”
Wen Lingyi paused. “The result was that Lanqiu remained unharmed, but Jiang Mengyu’s health deteriorated severely because of it.”
Actually, Wen Lingyi wasn’t entirely correct. The root of Jiang Mengyu’s poor health wasn’t the car accident, it was because she had stabbed herself with a knife.
“That’s why Lanqiu said she can’t handle any more shocks.”
No wonder.
Fu Lianxi suddenly understood.
No wonder Jiang Mengyu dared to scheme against her even without any physical contact between them. It was because she knew Lanqiu would never suspect her.
Wen Lingyi had intended for Fu Lianxi to back off and, out of love for Lanqiu, treat Jiang Mengyu better. But she never expected her words would only further convince Fu Lianxi that Jiang Mengyu was a madwoman.
She was ruthless toward others and even more ruthless toward herself.
Someone like this would stop at nothing to achieve her goals.
Could Lanqiu really outplay her?
Seeing Fu Lianxi fall silent, Wen Lingyi assumed she had taken her words to heart. “Let’s go too,” she said.
She pulled Fu Lianxi downstairs, unaware that someone had quietly stepped out from the shadows behind them.
So that was the truth about the car accident.
Zhou Xinying pondered this revelation.
Had Jiang Mengyu really risked her life to save Gu Lanqiu?
No wonder Gu Lanqiu had been so generous, handing over important projects without hesitation and enduring Jiang Mengyu’s behavior with endless patience.
But while Gu Lanqiu’s attitude could be explained by gratitude for saving her life, what about her dear sister?
Why had she chosen to abandon Xu Zeyan and turn to Gu Lanqiu instead?
Zhou Xinying stared in the direction where Wen Lingyi and the others had left.
Thinking of Jiang Mengyu’s mention of “tomorrow,” she couldn’t help but feel a flicker of anticipation.
The atmosphere in the car was quiet yet charged with tension.
The partition in the backseat had long been raised. Jiang Mengyu pressed Gu Lanqiu against the seat, kissing her deeply.
Their breaths were ragged and scorching, the sweet scent of jasmine flooding Gu Lanqiu’s senses. It took only seconds for her to relax from her initial tension.
Jiang Mengyu kissed her fiercely, her sharp teeth grazing Gu Lanqiu’s lower lip, sending waves of tingling pleasure through her.
Gu Lanqiu struggled to catch her breath and had to push Jiang Mengyu back slightly with a hand on her shoulder.
“Wait.”
Jiang Mengyu pulled away just enough, her gaze still fixed on Gu Lanqiu.
As Gu Lanqiu steadied her breathing, she studied Jiang Mengyu’s expression carefully. “Are you sober now?”
Jiang Mengyu’s lips were noticeably redder than before. She traced Gu Lanqiu’s lips with her thumb, her voice husky yet tender. “Lanqiu.”
Gu Lanqiu didn’t push her hand away. Instead, she stared at Jiang Mengyu for a long moment before abruptly asking, “What exactly did you say to Fu Lianxi earlier?”
Jiang Mengyu’s fingers stilled. She met Gu Lanqiu’s gaze. “That’s my question for you.”
“You and Fu Lianxi haven’t seen each other in years. Surely you had a lot to talk about.”
Her thumb pressed down slightly, indenting the plush redness of Gu Lanqiu’s lips, a subtle gesture of displeasure.
Feeling the sting, Gu Lanqiu tilted her head. “How did you two meet?”
The question seemed abrupt, but both of them knew she was referring to their past lives.
“Lanqiu, you must have realized by now, haven’t you?” Jiang Mengyu murmured. “Someone has loved you for over a decade. Touched?”
“Did she come to see you after the accident?” Gu Lanqiu countered instead of answering.
In her previous life, without Jiang Mengyu to save her, the news of her car accident must have gotten out. Given Fu Lianxi’s concern for her, it was indeed possible that she went to find her, leading to an encounter with Jiang Mengyu.
“She wanted to stay and take care of you.” Jiang Mengyu seemed to recall something, her expression growing even darker.
“She said she loves you.”
The hand that had been caressing Gu Lanqiu’s lips now gripped her chin instead. Jiang Mengyu, rarely so forceful, applied slight pressure, forcing Gu Lanqiu to look at her.
“You rejected her with the excuse of your legs being disabled.”
Jiang Mengyu stared straight into Gu Lanqiu’s eyes. “In this life, your legs aren’t disabled. So, are you planning to accept her confession now?”
Though it was a baseless assumption, Jiang Mengyu spoke as if it had already happened. A rim of damp red spread around her eyes, and her breath against Gu Lanqiu’s face was icy, devoid of any warmth.
“Lanqiu, do you like her?”