The Mad/Beautiful Movie Queen Heard My Inner Voice After Losing Her Memory - Chapter 41

Chapter 41

Fu Wenchen knew this was all her fault.

If she had explained everything clearly, Yu Guiyao wouldn’t be this angry, and there wouldn’t be this misunderstanding between them.

But she didn’t regret deceiving her and hiding the truth. Once Yu Guiyao knew everything, she might recover her memories—and then, she would surely leave. She would leave Fu Wenchen forever.

After all, they didn’t belong to the same world. Fu Wenchen was just a villain in a game…

At this thought, her heart grew bitter, and the obsession and madness in her eyes almost overflowed along with her tears.

Meeting those crazy, tearful eyes, Yu Guiyao was filled with rage. Truly unrepentant! Why lie? It would have been fine if she just spoke clearly…

She was furious, but she didn’t know how to retaliate. She could only bite Fu Wenchen’s lips fiercely, her tongue unintentionally slipping into her mouth, swirling frantically.

It was an inappropriate move for the moment, but her mind was hot with impulse. Perhaps in her heart, she felt Fu Wenchen would only yield and admit defeat when overwhelmed by passion. Or perhaps her heart was already in a mess, riddled with holes the moment she read that letter.

How deep could a two-day relationship be? Yet, she felt real heartache and misery.

Yu Guiyao pinched her waist, pinning her ruthlessly against the desk. The force was so great that Fu Wenchen let out an involuntary cry: “It hurts…”

Her eyes were misty. The waist where she was pinched felt a wave of numbing tingles.

But this time, Yu Guiyao didn’t fall for her act. She wanted to bite her tongue to give her a lesson she wouldn’t forget.

Sensing her intent, Fu Wenchen’s tongue dodged desperately. She mumbled: “Ugh~ who bites when they’re angry? Are you a puppy?!”

Yu Guiyao was determined. She grabbed the other’s chin, biting her lips while her tongue sought out that soft, pink target.

“I’m just a substitute,” she said angrily. “How can I compete with a great movie queen? This is the only way I can vent.”

“If you don’t like it, I’ll leave…”

It sounded like a threat. She knew Fu Wenchen couldn’t let her go yet—she needed her to finish the “act.” She realized now that “feelings” and “love” were nonsense; money was far more straightforward. If she was a substitute, fine—as long as she didn’t give her heart…

Fu Wenchen’s lips were bitten until they were sore and numb. But hearing Yu Guiyao’s inner thoughts, she immediately hugged her neck tightly, sobbing: “I… I like it…”

“As long as you don’t leave me, anything is fine…”

Even if Yu Guiyao hated her, as long as she stayed by her side, Fu Wenchen was prepared to use every method to soften her. She would never let her go. Her dark pupils were filled with a madness that, when melted by tears, became heartbreakingly moving.

Seeing her red, crying eyes and that pitiable look, Yu Guiyao’s biting subconsciously softened. But she quickly snapped back to her senses, thrusting her tongue into the woman’s mouth again, swirling it ruthlessly.

Fu Wenchen’s chin was gripped, her lips forced open. Tears slid from the corners of her eyes, but she panted, clutching Yu Guiyao’s collar tightly, closing her eyes to return the kiss.

Their tongues tangled, the wet, soft sensation stimulating their nerves. Waves of numbness spread from their tongues, making their breathing ragged and their bodies hot.

Yu Guiyao pinned her against the desk like a weight she couldn’t move, yet her soft touch made Fu Wenchen feel weak. Yu Guiyao’s lips sucked on hers, her tongue swirling as if to vent all her rage.

Fu Wenchen went limp, her arms draped over Yu Guiyao’s shoulders. She was kissed into a dizzy spell, almost unable to breathe. Usually, the other would gently let her catch her breath, but not this time…

The relentless kiss was devoid of gentleness. Yu Guiyao’s tongue didn’t stop for a second, making it impossible for Fu Wenchen to swallow. Her mouth was full of moisture that was constantly sucked away.

She tilted her head back, silver threads sliding from the corner of her mouth. Her cheeks were flushed, her breathing rapid. She could only cling to the other woman, tears falling one by one.

But Yu Guiyao didn’t let her off. She kissed her even more frantically until her mouth was numb and her vision blurred.

Ah… I love this so much…

Strangely, the fiercer Yu Guiyao became, the faster Fu Wenchen’s heart beat. It was as if every cell in her body was electrified. The woman’s body was pressed tight against hers, and that faint scent made her feel like she was drowning.

She responded frantically, clinging to Yu Guiyao’s neck, her tongue moving to meet the other’s. Even though her tongue was soft and weak, even though she was being thoroughly dominated and sucked dry of breath, she proactively pressed closer.

Their tongues intertwined, the suction and numbness spreading to their brains and then their entire bodies. Clear fluid welled from Fu Wenchen’s red, swollen wound, soaking through the fabric and causing an itchy sensation.

Her lips were open, as if desperate for something to plug that constant flow. The sounds of sucking and swallowing filled their ears.

Fu Wenchen was burning up. She felt she might faint from lack of air, but she couldn’t stop rubbing against Yu Guiyao’s embrace, kissing her back madly.

A memory of her wound being ground against surfaced in her mind—the way their bodies were aligned and pressed together… She was so itchy… she wanted Yu Guiyao to grind against her wound again, even if it was swollen, even if it hurt. She even wanted the other’s fingers to fill her, to scratch that unbearable itch. She was going crazy with wanting it!

But just then, Yu Guiyao suddenly released her lips.

A silver thread stretched between them. Fu Wenchen panted, wanting to go back in, but was stopped by Yu Guiyao’s words.

“I’m leaving. Don’t worry, you’re still my boss. I’ll finish the act for you. I hope you pay me as agreed.”

“But from now on, we won’t interfere in each other’s private lives.”

“I’ll come find you in five days. I need my private space during this time. Don’t disturb me.”

Yu Guiyao’s words were cold.

Fu Wenchen’s eyes were red. She rasped: “No!”

“You kiss me and then you want to leave?!” She hugged her tight, terrified she would run. But in the next second, because she was weak, her arms were pulled away.

Yu Guiyao let go and stepped back several paces. Fu Wenchen’s legs were jelly; she could have held the table, but on a whim, she let herself fall to the floor, looking up through misty eyes as if she were in pain: “At least send me back?”

“I have no strength left…”

Yu Guiyao saw right through the act. No matter how good her acting was, there were always traces. Before, she had been blinded by love and didn’t want to think about it, but now she saw that this woman was full of schemes!

In her anger, she walked out the door without looking back: “I said five days, and I mean five days. I’ll contact you then.”

Fu Wenchen: “……”

Five days? She couldn’t wait even a second!

But watching the retreating back, Fu Wenchen clenched her fists, her eyes bloodshot. Finally, she gritted her teeth in compromise.

Fine. Five days. I’ve waited seven years; what’s five days?

But after five days, I will have her completely…

Madness filled her eyes. She knew she had to do something to bind the other woman to her forever. She would use any means necessary. A single tear fell, and her gaze grew even darker.

…

On the other side, Yu Guiyao didn’t go home immediately.

She waited outside the villa until she saw Fu Wenchen leave in a car before she slowly departed. She felt she was going crazy—knowing she was just a substitute, yet still worrying about her.

What was there to worry about? That woman was wealthy and a famous movie queen. She, the one with millions in debt and no parents to love her, was the one who was truly miserable!

Thinking of this, she felt depressed. Suddenly, her phone buzzed with a text: Your card ending in XXXX has received a transfer of 300,000.00 RMB…

300,000?!

While she was still in shock, another message arrived.

Fu Wenchen: I miss you. Can I come find you?

Yu Guiyao: “……”

We only separated a few minutes ago…

Needless to say, the money was from her. But as much as she loved money, she wouldn’t compromise now. She wouldn’t see her for at least these five days.

That woman lied to her and didn’t even repent. If she had just said she was a substitute, it would have been fine, but she insisted on saying she loved her.

How could she believe it? Gu Ruoqin was dead, her eternal “white moonlight.” Fu Wenchen must have just transferred her feelings for Gu Ruoqin onto her because they looked identical.

Do people really look that much alike in the world?

Maybe not in the real world, but this was a game world, and she was likely just a “Passerby A.”

Yu Guiyao sighed and replied: No need. I’m going somewhere else to clear my head.

After that, Fu Wenchen didn’t reply. For the next five days, they had no contact.

Yu Guiyao stayed at home. Relatives kept visiting because of that video online.

“That girl in the mask in the video… is it really not your Guiyao? They say she’s the movie queen’s girlfriend!”

“She does look a bit like her, but I can’t be sure. She hasn’t called in a long time,” her grandmother kept deflecting.

Yu Guiyao stayed upstairs, studying criminal investigation knowledge every day. Of course, you can’t learn much online, so she just read detective novels. She didn’t know if it would help, but it was the only way to numb herself, or she would constantly think of Fu Wenchen.

It was only a two-day relationship. She didn’t know why she couldn’t forget her!

Perhaps it was because every night, she would transmigrate into the sister, Fu Qingdu.

And every time she woke up, she saw Fu Wenchen. The woman would be leaning over her bed crying, sobbing: “Sister, I really miss her, but she won’t let me see her… what should I do?”

Yu Guiyao: “……”

The woman looked pale and haggard, her eyes swollen from crying. “Yes, I saw her as Ruoqin at first, but I realized it right away afterward.”

“I really love her. I didn’t mean to lie to her. I know she’s just Yu Guiyao, not anyone else. She’s completely different from Ruoqin—she loves money, she’s cute, sincere, and good to me…”

Fu Wenchen actually listed over a dozen virtues Yu Guiyao didn’t even know she had. She buried her head by the bed and wailed: “I was just afraid she’d misunderstand if she knew I used to like Ruoqin, so I lied. I didn’t think things would turn out like this…”

“Sister, I really can’t live without her. But now she won’t see me and wants to cut ties. She’ll probably break up with me after the act is over.”

“What should I do?!”

Fu Wenchen grabbed her sleeve. When she looked up, her peach-blossom eyes were full of tears. She bit her lip in restraint, looking like fragile porcelain that made one’s heart ache.

But what Yu Guiyao was thinking was: It’s over. She’s beyond help.

How much did Fu Wenchen love Gu Ruoqin? She probably didn’t even want to live after the other died, only surviving on hatred. She must be mentally unstable; seeing Yu Guiyao look exactly like Gu Ruoqin, she instantly transferred all those feelings. Otherwise, how could she fall in love in just two days?

As Yu Guiyao was thinking, a virtual dialogue box appeared.

[Ding! Villain’s blackening value +2. Current: 91]

When did it get to 91?!

She knew it—Fu Wenchen was mentally warped. If she didn’t intervene, she really would become a serial killer. Yu Guiyao was startled.

As she thought this, Fu Wenchen’s expression suddenly froze, her lip twitching. Mentally warped again? Why can’t she believe I truly love her?!

Fu Wenchen looked at her resentfully, tears falling continuously.

Yu Guiyao’s heart trembled at that look. She quickly said: “Maybe… send her a message?”

“If you miss her, just message her.”

“No!”

Fu Wenchen actually refused. She lowered her head aggrievedly and wept: “If I message her now, she won’t reply. It’s better to wait until my injury is healed, then go find her directly and give myself to her…”

“Don’t!” Yu Guiyao’s ears instantly turned red. She advised: “She won’t like someone so forward!”

“How do you know?” Fu Wenchen’s fingertips tugged at her sleeve, rubbing against it intimately as she looked at her with feigned confusion.

Yu Guiyao panicked and explained: “I’m just guessing. Anyway, it’s better to be a bit more reserved…”

Hearing her, Fu Wenchen lay back down and cried softly: “But I really miss her so much…”

Yu Guiyao: “……”

Better to stay silent.

These five days were torture. She listened to the woman cry every night until she started to doubt herself. Could my judgment be wrong? Does she really like me?

Even more absurdly, every night when she fell asleep, she had all sorts of erotic dreams.

Dreams of kissing her passionately. Dreams of those white legs wrapped around her waist, rubbing against her. Dreams of her fingers wandering over that jade-like skin, leaving kisses everywhere.

The woman would tilt her head, eyes full of tears, and the room would echo with kitten-like moans.

Or dreams of her sleeping in her arms, her face peaceful and endearing.

Once, she even dreamed of the woman wearing a red dudou (bodice) that barely reached her navel. The red ties were loose, and her impressive curves were partially revealed by the red fabric. She sat on Yu Guiyao, long hair falling over her shoulders. She slowly untied the neck string, the red cloth dropping to reveal her snow-white collarbone. She looked at Yu Guiyao with a seductive gaze, licking her lips and flushing: “Sister, I want it so much…”

Yu Guiyao: “!!!”

Insane!

Fortunately, every time she woke up, she was in her own small bed. They were just dreams.

But Yu Guiyao was tormented by them. By the evening of the fifth day, she looked at her palm where the stitches had been removed. Only scars remained. She remembered Fu Wenchen crying to “Fu Qingdu” the night before.

“Sister, filming has been so tiring lately. But the investor specifically called me to go drink with them. I’m so scared…”

“The investor is from the Gu family. It’s at Wangdu Bar, room 414. Such an unlucky number.”

“I’m afraid I won’t be able to handle it alone.”

“I really miss Yao-yao, what should I do? Uwahhh…”

Yu Guiyao: “……”

Now that she thought about it, she couldn’t sit still. Which Gu family member was making her drink? Let them drink—why was she so worried? The woman was a movie queen and a daughter of the Fu family; nothing would happen!

But…

Yu Guiyao was conflicted. Then she remembered she hadn’t massaged the woman’s acupoints in five days. If she stopped for this long, all the previous work would be for nothing. Fu Wenchen’s body might even be more sore.

Maybe I should go check. Anyway, the fifth day is here. I’ll help her with her acupoints tonight…

She told herself she was just being responsible since she took the money. She found an excuse for herself, ran downstairs, and headed straight for the bar.

When she arrived, she saw a team of plainclothes police. They were the ones who had caught the wanted criminal before, so she recognized them. But she didn’t interfere and found room 414.

The lights inside 414 were flashing. She hesitated outside for a long time before finally messaging Fu Wenchen.

[Where are you? I’m here for you.]

Soon, a voice message came back. When she played it, Fu Wenchen’s voice was soft and slurred, as if she were drunk.

“You finally messaged me… I miss you so much…”

But suddenly, the voice turned cold and sharp: “Don’t touch me.”

Yu Guiyao: “!!!”

Was someone harassing her?

In that instant, her heart leaped into her throat. Seeing a waiter entering with drinks, she followed and rushed into the room.

The moment she entered, everyone looked at her. Those sharp gazes made her hair stand on end.

Wait, shouldn’t the room be full of the film crew?

But looking closely, these men were all large and burly, like bodyguards. Several were sitting on sofas, holding women in various states of undress. The table was covered in alcohol and unknown powders. The women were dazed, and the men were hyper-excited. The whole scene was incredibly lewd and clearly criminal!

No wonder there were plainclothes police outside.

Yu Guiyao grew alert and backed away two steps. As she looked down, she saw another message from Fu Wenchen.

I’m in Wangdu Bar 404. The crew changed rooms last minute. I’m coming out to get you.

Yu Guiyao: “……”

Why didn’t you say so earlier!

She wanted to leave, but was immediately blocked by four burly men. A man with a scar on his face said coldly: “Since you’re here, play with us~”

Yu Guiyao: “……”

…

Outside the room next door, Fu Wenchen smiled slightly, looked darkly at room 414, and then walked toward the bar entrance.

She had set a trap to deal with a certain profligate son of the Gu family. This man was the youngest, most spoiled son of Old Man Gu’s brother. He was sinister and arrogant, and he had already joined the elder Gu mother’s camp. With him around, it would be much harder for Yao-yao to reclaim her identity. Better to send him straight to prison.

It was a pity about this VIP room; she had originally wanted to meet Yao-yao here. Thinking of Yu Guiyao, her mood improved. She hadn’t expected Yu Guiyao to come so soon. She really missed her. Even though she climbed into her sister’s bed every night to be close to her, it wasn’t enough…

Fu Wenchen stared at her phone, waiting eagerly at the entrance. She had no idea Yu Guiyao was trapped in 414.

Inside 414, a man on the sofa smiled, telling the scarred man to be “polite.”

“In terms of seniority, this is technically my little niece—even if she’s a fake~” He burst out laughing, and the others followed suit.

Yu Guiyao recognized him. He was from the Gu family, Gu Ruoqin’s cousin-uncle.

She didn’t speak. The man spoke again: “Even Fu Wenchen has to give me some face. Look, she obediently gave up this room for me.”

“You’re her lover. I’ll give you some face. Just drink one bottle. Drink one, and I’ll let you go.”

“How about it?”

The man opened a new bottle on the table and pushed it forward.

Yu Guiyao knew she couldn’t leave today without drinking. Following the principle of avoiding trouble, she gritted her teeth and walked over. Since it was a new bottle, she figured he hadn’t tampered with it yet. She grabbed it and downed it quickly.

Her throat burned. After finishing, she turned to leave. But the four men still blocked her path, wearing lewd smiles: “Little niece~ play with the bosses for a bit~”

Yu Guiyao felt her body starting to heat up. She sneered. She didn’t want to cause trouble, but they really had drugged her. They were asking for death.

The four men surrounded her. She threw a punch.

“Hahaha, want to tickle us?”

The men didn’t take her seriously. But in an instant, the one closest to her was struck in an acupoint and fell to his knees with a howl. Next, she spun, grabbed his arm, and twisted. With a crack, the man’s arm was broken.

The screams grew louder. The others backed away a few steps, but with their boss watching, they had to rush in. How strong could a woman be?

But they soon learned. She was stronger than any of them, and every strike hit a vital spot with surgical precision. It was cruel and efficient. The men’s arms and legs were snapped; they lay on the ground in twisted positions, wailing as if their internal organs had been shattered.

The Gu cousin-uncle and the remaining men stood up in shock. The women screamed and ran to the side.

Yu Guiyao’s consciousness was fading. She didn’t know what she was doing; she was acting on pure instinct. Her eyes were dark and cold. Clad in black sportswear, she stood under the flashing lights like a god of death.

The uncle lost his composure: “Gu Ruoqin!”

“You’re right.” Yu Guiyao smiled faintly. She picked up a bottle from the table and smashed it over his head. “Uncle, have a drink.”

The man’s head bled instantly. But she wasn’t done. He couldn’t resist as his limbs were twisted into pretzels. He vomited blood, wailing in agony.

What incredible strength!

“Help! Help!” The remaining men tried to run out, not even having time to zip their pants, but they were kicked down by a shadow.

Yu Guiyao was hot—too hot. She could only vent through violence. Seeing blood, she regained a sliver of clarity as the men lay half-dead. She needed to call the police. She had to strike first. These people were using drugs; she was a victim and a “hero” who had intervened.

But before she could dial, the door was kicked open. Plainclothes police rushed in and were stunned by the carnage. The perpetrator was a woman—the same woman who had caught the wanted criminal before!

Yu Guiyao stood in the middle of the room, her vision blurry and her face flushed. She was clearly not in a normal state.

Fu Wenchen, standing outside the crowd, felt her eyes redden. How?! Why was Yao-yao in there?!

She rushed in regardless of the police. Yu Guiyao saw her through a haze. Seeing that beautiful, worried face, she instinctively walked toward her and hugged her, using the woman’s body to support herself.

Looking at the broken glass and blood on the floor, Fu Wenchen’s eyes filled with tears. “I’m sorry. Are you hurt?”

“Why are you apologizing?” Yu Guiyao hugged her. The woman felt so cool, and that faint scent made her feel even hotter.

But in front of so many police, she had to fake a faint. She whispered in Fu Wenchen’s ear: “Boss, I’ve been drugged. Quickly, talk to them and get them to let us leave…”

Normally, she would have to give a statement. But she “fainted.”

The moment Fu Wenchen thought of the word “drugged,” her cheeks burned. It truly fell into her lap. She hadn’t even used her own plan yet, and she was getting her?

She immediately asked for help to carry Yu Guiyao out. The lead officer tried to stop her, but Fu Wenchen said coldly: “There’s surveillance. I suggest you check it first. As for her, she’s not going anywhere. I’ll take her to the hospital and she can give a statement when she wakes up.”

It made sense. The police nodded, and Fu Wenchen immediately took her to the underground parking lot and into her car.

Yu Guiyao had completely lost her senses. She was very drunk—she couldn’t handle alcohol at the best of times, let alone drugged alcohol. She dazedly pressed herself against the coolest thing nearby. It felt like she was holding a block of ice. She reached under the fabric to touch it.

Still in the car, Fu Wenchen trembled at the heat of the other’s palm: “Don’t, wait until we get home…”

The gauze and stitches on Yu Guiyao’s palm were gone. Her calloused, scarred palm was rough, and her long fingers were skilled at finding acupoints. She caressed the “cool jade,” moving upward past two peaks and staying there, kneading the acupoints.

Ahhh! It hurts! Her muscles were sore and tingling.

Fu Wenchen was afraid the driver would hear. She gritted her teeth. Pressed down by the woman’s entire body, she smelled the rich scent of alcohol. That rough touch against her smooth skin made her weak.

She squeezed her legs together. Her shirt had several buttons open, revealing a snow-white cleavage and flushed skin. She was wearing a pencil skirt, black stockings, and a thin trench coat. Her gaze was scattered, her face red.

She endured the whole way. Every acupoint on her upper body had been massaged, leaving her hot and tingling. The once-swollen wound was now healed, but because it hadn’t been touched in five days, it was constantly secreting fluid.

She was wearing a thong and a lace bra. The hooks were already open, the bra pushed up to her collarbone. Her skirt was bulging.

Yu Guiyao found an even cooler piece of “jade”—cool, smooth, and wet with warm fluid. Even though it was warm, it felt icy compared to her own body temperature. She couldn’t help but repeatedly press the two “lips” where the fluid flowed.

The fabric was annoying. She grabbed the thin string and pulled it down. The string, connected to a soaked piece of cloth, hung over Fu Wenchen’s knee.

The old wound was now being massaged repeatedly. Those slender fingertips kneaded the surrounding points as if healing her.

Fu Wenchen was weak and tingling. More fluid welled out, soaking the other’s fingertips. She finally couldn’t hold back a sound: “Yao-yao… right here… I love it…”

“Ahhh, my legs hurt!”

The driver had long since left. The black car was hidden in the dim parking lot.

Yu Guiyao’s other hand suddenly ripped down the black stockings, revealing slender white legs that trembled under the massage of the sore muscles. The sensation spread from her skin, making her cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure.

“Hurry… hurry and help me with the itch…”

It felt like ants were crawling inside Fu Wenchen’s wound. It was so itchy. The area was white and pink, glistening beautifully, with silver threads constantly dripping. She couldn’t help but hook her arms around the other’s neck, pulling her in for a kiss.

The stockings and the thong string hung from her ankles. The back seat was too cramped for them to move freely.

The longing and affection in her heart grew even stronger. Fu Wenchen sucked on Yu Guiyao’s lips, her tongue searching eagerly. Her legs rubbed against the other’s waist.

She was baffled. Didn’t you say you were drugged? Why hasn’t it fully kicked in yet! Why so slow!

She wanted to get to the final step right now.