The Mad/Beautiful Movie Queen Heard My Inner Voice After Losing Her Memory - Chapter 30

Chapter 30

“Wenchen, dear, Auntie has something to take care of, so I’ll be leaving first.”

The moment the changing room door was about to open, Mrs. Gu made a move to flee.

But Fu Wenchen suddenly looked up, staring at her with a half-smile. “What’s the rush? Don’t you want to see who my girlfriend is?”

“Yeah, yeah! Mrs. Gu, don’t leave yet, we want to know too!” The surrounding crowd cheered, eager to witness the “mother and daughter” reunion. In their minds, Fu Wenchen’s girlfriend couldn’t be anyone other than Gu Ruoqin.

Pinned by the jeers, Mrs. Gu couldn’t stay and couldn’t leave. She knew perfectly well that the person in that changing room couldn’t be Gu Ruoqin.

Seeing her pale face, Fu Wenchen stood up, walked over to her, and sneered in a low voice: “Your daughter staged that whole play to make people think she’s my girlfriend. And you—the moment you heard I was here, you came running. Weren’t you just trying to leech off my popularity?”

“What, is Gu Nianzhi back from abroad and ready to debut? Trying to step on me to move up? You’re dreaming.”

A hint of malice flickered in her eyes, and her words sent a chill down the spine: “Back then, she fled the country because she was afraid her identity would be exposed. Now that she’s back, you two better get ready to return everything you stole, one by one…”

The voice was icy. Mrs. Gu’s face grew uglier by the second; even her lips were trembling. Fortunately, the onlookers couldn’t hear Fu Wenchen’s hushed voice. Or perhaps this lunatic was doing it on purpose, holding some trump card to ruin them.

The more Mrs. Gu thought about it, the angrier she got. She knew Fu Wenchen had been “insane” since the moment she saw the rescued Gu Nianzhi open her eyes seven years ago. Ever since, Fu Wenchen had been frantically searching for Gu Ruoqin’s body and targeting them at every turn.

But they would never admit it! And Fu Wenchen was just an actress—even if she held the majority of the Fu Corporation’s shares, she couldn’t touch them. They had the massive capital of the Gu family. The current heir to the Gu family was her daughter, Gu Nianzhi!

As for that other daughter, the one who betrayed her own family and had a heart of stone? She was dead! Burned to ash! What could Fu Wenchen possibly fight them with?!

Thinking of this, Mrs. Gu regained her composure and put on an arrogant air. She whispered back: “I have no idea what you’re talking about. My daughter, Gu Ruoqin, is standing right there in the public eye. My other daughter, Nianzhi, has been dead for years—my heart still aches thinking about it.”

She then threatened: “Or do you dare tell the public that your girlfriend is just a commoner, a plaything you’re keeping?”

“How would you feel if the news broke tomorrow that you’re keeping a mistress and betrayed the Gu Ruoqin who loves you? You’d be a total scumbag in their eyes,” she continued. “So, you’d better be smart. Having my daughter engaged to you is good for everyone, isn’t it?”

Fu Wenchen’s gaze grew colder, yet her lips curled into a breathtaking smile. Nearby fans snapped photos, thrilled. Truly, love is enough! For the past few years, Fu Wenchen had numbed herself with work; her eyes were dull off-camera—she was alive, but her heart seemed dead. It broke the fans’ hearts.

But now, she had finally found the one she loved, and her relationship with her “mother-in-law” seemed so good! They were chatting so happily—every frame was wallpaper-worthy! The fans photographed them frantically, unable to hear the conversation, assuming they were a happy family.

But the next second, Fu Wenchen’s expression turned cold. She suddenly raised her hand and delivered a stinging slap to Mrs. Gu’s face.

As the sound of the slap echoed, the crowd went silent in shock. “!!!”

What’s happening?!

Mrs. Gu clutched her stinging, numb face, her eyes nearly popping out of her head. “You dare hit me?!”

“You uneducated brat! You dare hit an elder in front of all these people?!”

Having lived a pampered life for years, no one had ever dared treat her this way. But today, this lunatic Fu Wenchen had slapped her in public! Mrs. Gu abandoned all grace and prepared to charge forward to return the slap. Simultaneously, she gloated internally. Fu Wenchen’s fan-favorite image is going to shatter after this! I’ll make her kneel and apologize!

Mrs. Gu’s return slap was fast and vicious. The crowd screamed, taking photos like mad. Some die-hard fans tried to rush in: “Don’t hit our Wenchen!!!”

However, Fu Wenchen simply stepped back calmly, a triumphant look hidden in her eyes. Immediately, the changing room door was shoved open. A figure rushed out, grabbing Fu Wenchen by the waist from behind and pulling her into a protective embrace while catching Mrs. Gu’s descending hand in a death grip.

Her wrist caught, Mrs. Gu looked up in shock to see a woman with a sharp, upright posture shielding Fu Wenchen. In that instant, Fu Wenchen seemed to transform—she turned and hugged the woman’s waist, shrinking into her chest as if she were the one being bullied.

Yu Guiyao looked down at her. Fu Wenchen had tears in her eyes, her face was deathly pale, and her whole body was shaking. It was clear that behind the scenes, she had suffered a great deal of grievance. Standing behind the door, Yu Guiyao had heard everything. She hadn’t expected this Mrs. Gu to actually threaten her.

The “Gu Ruoqin” from before wasn’t good either—tricking Fu Wenchen into going to the airport while she was actually in Fu Qingdu’s hospital room, even posting an airport photo to trick netizens into thinking she was the girlfriend! This mother-daughter pair was cut from the same cloth.

Realizing that the person Fu Wenchen had truly waited seven years for was likely Fu Qingdu, and that she lived in such pain under the pressure of her adoptive parents, Yu Guiyao’s heart ached as if stabbed. Before, no one cherished Fu Wenchen, so she had to endure it alone. But now, she was crying in Yu Guiyao’s arms—how could she not protect her?!

Even if she was a “commoner,” she wouldn’t let anyone bully her girlfriend!

Yu Guiyao’s face went cold. She shoved Mrs. Gu’s hand away and grabbed a decorative golf club nearby. “How about it, Mrs. Gu? Want to go a round?”

Yu Guiyao stood over 175cm. She wore a white shirt with gold buttons and a black fishtail skirt that hugged her curves perfectly, flaring out like a mermaid’s tail. She looked like a high-society figure from the last century, her aura immense. Fu Wenchen was tall, but in her arms, she appeared quite petite.

Her smooth black hair draped over her shoulders, and the slight scar on her forehead added a touch of ferocity. She wore a mask, revealing only her beautiful eyes—currently cold as winter stars.

Clutching her painful wrist, Mrs. Gu met those eyes and turned white. She stumbled back, disbelieving: “You… you…”

A memory surged into her mind, making her break out in a cold sweat. When her two daughters were five, the old Master Gu had suddenly “died.” The family fell apart. The children’s father, the eldest son, was always away at the police station and had no interest in the family business. Eventually, they were left with nothing.

On the day of the divorce, a five-year-old Gu Ruoqin had thrown a stack of photos at her, her eyes red: “You’ve been with that nouveau riche Wang for a long time. Is money that important to you?!”

“Yes! Otherwise, why would I have married into the Gu family?!” Mrs. Gu had hated Gu Ruoqin’s mature-beyond-her-years attitude. She slapped the girl, took Gu Nianzhi’s hand, and got into her new husband’s luxury car without looking back.

“This slap pays back the debt of birth. Once I step out of this door, you are no longer my mother!” The five-year-old girl’s voice had been cold and decisive. Mrs. Gu had looked back once and seen those eyes. Cold. Heartless. Exactly like the fox-like eyes staring at her now.

Mrs. Gu panicked visibly, her lips trembling. She had regretted leaving many times, especially when she realized the old Master had faked his death and her ex-husband had been an undercover agent. Years later, the Gu family became heroes. The ex-husband died a martyr when Ruoqin was 16, but the Gu family’s network was now massive—and the entire inheritance belonged to Ruoqin alone!

How could she not regret it?! Fortunately, that girl was dead. Mrs. Gu had personally seen the ashes into the casket.

She calmed herself. Good job, Fu Wenchen. Where did you find a body double with such similar eyes? Do you think a double can change anything?

She put on a pained expression and questioned: “I’ve always treated you like my own daughter! You and Ruoqin grew up together—how can you betray your feelings for this woman? You’d even insult an elder and hit me for her!”

“What is she? She doesn’t even dare show her face, yet she threatens me with a golf club! You must give me an explanation today!” She roared so loudly the crowd was stunned.

#What? Fu Wenchen’s girlfriend isn’t Gu Ruoqin?# #Breaking news! Fu Wenchen betrays her childhood sweetheart for a commoner!# #Who is this woman? Why did Wenchen hit her?#

The internet exploded. More and more people flocked to the mall. Security was struggling to hold them back.

Fu Wenchen looked up, her eyes red, and said to Mrs. Gu: “You ask why I hit you?”

“Because you pulled a ‘Prince and the Pauper’ trick and lied to everyone! Now that I’ve finally found her, you threaten me to force an engagement with that fake!”

The crowd was confused. Even Yu Guiyao frowned, wondering if Fu Wenchen was going too far with the lies. But the next second, Fu Wenchen pulled out her phone and played a recording:

“How would you feel if the news broke tomorrow that you’re keeping a mistress and betrayed the Gu Ruoqin who loves you? … So, you’d better be smart…”

After the recording played, Mrs. Gu was livid, while the crowd turned on her: “With that attitude, I’d slap her too!” “You dare threaten our Wenchen?!” “What does ‘Prince and the Pauper’ mean? Is the current Gu Ruoqin a fake?!”

Seeing the public opinion peak, Fu Wenchen shed a tear. “Seven years ago, when ‘Ruoqin’ was rescued, I knew it wasn’t her. It was your younger daughter, Gu Nianzhi! No one believed me. You used ‘PTSD’ as an excuse to flee abroad so you wouldn’t be caught by Grandpa Gu, right?”

“I never believed Ruoqin was dead. I searched for seven years, and now I’ve finally found her. What else do you have to say?”

Yu Guiyao was the first one to be dumbfounded. Wait, what? The current Ruoqin is Nianzhi, and I’m… the real Ruoqin? Is she serious?

Yu Guiyao quickly looked down and pinched the soft skin on Fu Wenchen’s waist, signaling her to stop the joke. I grew up in a fishing village! My grandma knows! And I don’t look like Gu Ruoqin!

But Fu Wenchen ignored the signal and buried her face in Yu Guiyao’s chest, weeping. The crowd, now indignant, started shouting: “So that’s it! A identity theft plot!” “How cruel! Stealing an identity to live a luxury life!”

Some skeptics remained: “Take off the mask! The Gu family would know if she’s the real one. This is too dramatic!”

Yu Guiyao was numb. She just wanted to run away with Fu Wenchen. She blamed the woman for lying, but she couldn’t leave her alone. She assumed Fu Wenchen lied because Mrs. Gu forced her, but once the mask came off, everyone would know. Fu Wenchen’s reputation would be ruined!

Mrs. Gu, pale and shaking, screamed: “Don’t you dare talk nonsense! You found a look-alike to weave lies! I personally put Nianzhi’s ashes in the coffin seven years ago!”

She cried out: “They are my daughters! How could I not know them? There were police certificates! You are slandering the state’s credibility! You’ve just had a change of heart! Ruoqin loves you so much, yet you made this recording and fabricated lies to hurt her!”

Her words were earnest, making some people waver. But Fu Wenchen retorted: “Yes, you can tell them apart. That’s why you and Nianzhi conspired to steal Ruoqin’s identity, isn’t it?!”

“You’re talking rot!” Mrs. Gu was furious. She didn’t expect Fu Wenchen to be this crazy, gambling her entire career. Fine, Ruoqin is dead anyway! I’ll watch you destroy your own career!

She dialed a number and shouted: “Fine! Since you insist this woman is Ruoqin, we’ll do a DNA test and let the Old Master decide. Once the truth is out, you will apologize to the whole country!”

Yu Guiyao was sweating. DNA? Meeting a founding father? Are you kidding me?

But Fu Wenchen gripped her hand and gave her a reassuring look. Reassuring? I’m going insane!

Then Fu Wenchen agreed: “Fine. But if I’m right, you get out of the Gu family and return everything to Ruoqin.”

Yu Guiyao’s heart was dead. Crazy. They’re both crazy.

The crowd was hyped. “Take off the mask! If she’s a twin, she should look like the Ruoqin who came home!”

Yu Guiyao just wanted to drag Fu Wenchen to a quiet place and demand to know why she told such a massive lie. This was her career on the line! But when Fu Wenchen looked at her with tearful eyes, her heart softened.

Just then, Yu Guiyao spotted the fugitive she had been tracking trying to slip away. Plainclothes officers moved in, and a commotion broke out as the fugitive shoved people aside to run. He was holding a knife!

Panic ensued. The crowd forgot about the celebrities and fled. The police were slowed down by the stampede.

Yu Guiyao’s instincts took over. She whispered to Fu Wenchen: “I’m going to catch someone. Wait for me.”

She grabbed the golf club and charged into the crowd. Looking at her back, Fu Wenchen’s eyes were full of love. In high school, she was always like this—putting me in a safe place, then smiling and saying: ‘Wait for me, I’m going to catch someone.’

Fu Wenchen went to the counter to pay, grabbed Yu Guiyao’s things, and followed in the confusion. Mrs. Gu, seeing the chaos, fled too. Let the Old Master handle this. Let’s see how that double keeps up the act then!

…

Yu Guiyao heard screams; the fugitive had accomplices who were creating distractions. The police lost sight of him. But from her vantage point on the 4th floor, she instinctively connected the clues. She ran toward the emergency exit.

She found the fugitive in an alleyway outside the mall, trying to climb a wall. She leaped, using the golf club to knock him unconscious.

The police were shocked when she dragged the unconscious Class B fugitive to their car. “Officer, I’m the one who reported him. There’s a 30,000 yuan reward, right?!”

The officers recognized her from the mall drama. “Are you Gu Ruoqin?!” “Does it matter?” she joked. “It must be! Catching a fugitive alone—just like the Ruoqin who chased criminals at 16!”

Yu Guiyao had won her bet. After finishing the police report and getting the reward, she felt relieved, but then she remembered—Fu Wenchen!

She left the station and was immediately pulled into a black car with tinted windows. The front and back seats were separated by a partition. “How did you know I was here?”

Fu Wenchen didn’t answer. She climbed into the back seat and sat astride Yu Guiyao’s lap, wrapping her arms around her neck. “I knew you’d catch him…”

“Why did you lie?” Yu Guiyao asked, blushing. “I’m not Gu Ruoqin! What if you’re exposed?”

Fu Wenchen played with Yu Guiyao’s hair. “Because that mother-daughter pair really did swap identities. The one who came back is Nianzhi.”

Yu Guiyao was stunned. So she wasn’t lying? But… I’m still not Ruoqin.

Fu Wenchen leaned in, her hand sliding under Yu Guiyao’s shirt. “The driver will leave once we’re at the villa. Shall we have a ‘heart-to-heart’ then?”

“Heart-to-heart?” Yu Guiyao’s face burned as she felt the woman’s hand near her abs. “No touching…”

“A heart-to-heart with ‘deep exchange’~” Fu Wenchen laughed. “I’m curious about how car sex works. You ask your questions, and I’ll answer while you show me how it’s done~”

Yu Guiyao’s ears turned red. The woman was already unbuttoning her shirt. “I haven’t returned the clothes… or the club…”

“I bought them…” Fu Wenchen whispered, leaning her face against Yu Guiyao’s shoulder. “Do you know how expensive they were?”

“I haven’t even taken the tags off!” Yu Guiyao cried. “I can still return them…”

“No. You look beautiful in this. Or rather, you look good in anything.”

Fu Wenchen smiled and pressed Yu Guiyao’s hand onto her thigh, then opened her trench coat. Beneath the coat, she was wearing nothing. Snow-white skin, a slender waist, and the area where Yu Guiyao had applied medicine earlier… everything was exposed.

Yu Guiyao’s hand was on her silk-smooth leg. She tried to look away. She hadn’t expected the “car sex” talk to be literal—the woman had prepared everything.

The car stopped at the parking lot. The driver left. Yu Guiyao’s mind was a mess. No way… she’s joking, right? She’s still hurt…

Fu Wenchen leaned in and pecked her lips. “You’re so cute~”

“Want to know how I’ll prove it?” she whispered, sucking on Yu Guiyao’s lip. “Then kiss me…”