The Mad/Beautiful Movie Queen Heard My Inner Voice After Losing Her Memory - Chapter 47

Chapter 47

There must be cameras everywhere, right?

Yu Guiyao instinctively pressed Fu Wenchen into a dark corner, using her body to shield the other woman’s face and figure while trying to pull her hands away.

But Fu Wenchen refused to let go, blabbing out: “This is a blind spot for the cameras, it’s fine.”

“No, what if someone sees…”

Yu Guiyao was too nervous to notice that the other woman had just replied directly to her inner thoughts. She used one hand to pinch Fu Wenchen’s cheek as she tried to lean in.

Fu Wenchen’s face was squished into a “pouty fish” shape, making her glare indignantly. “Can’t I just have one kiss? We’re about to be separated.”

“You kiss me, just once~” Her eyes were misty, making her look incredibly pitiable.

Yu Guiyao’s ears turned crimson. She didn’t know what to say. How long can we really be apart? It’s not like a total lockdown.

“But I really can’t bear to leave you, is that so wrong?” Fu Wenchen acted even more aggrieved.

Yu Guiyao looked at her silently. The woman’s soft, inviting voice felt like a hook, sending a wave of numbness through her heart. Those soft lips, curved like a siren’s, were vivid and heart-stirring…

She finally sighed, released the hand pinching the woman’s cheek, and leaned down in compromise.

Just one kiss, she thought, closing her eyes.

Hearing the thought, a glint of a smile appeared in Fu Wenchen’s eyes. She watched her obsessively, tightening her arms around her neck.

In that instant, they tilted their heads in opposite directions, noses brushing, breaths entertwined. Their soft lips pressed firmly together. The velvet sensation of the kiss sparked a surge of electricity that made their hearts skip a beat.

It was meant to be a light kiss, but Fu Wenchen played foul. Her hands gripped Yu Guiyao’s neck as she sucked on her lips, even darting her tongue out to lick the seam of her mouth. That wet, soft sensation felt like a kitten licking her.

Yu Guiyao’s face burned. She tried to pull away. Shrouded in the shadows, her tall frame pinned Fu Wenchen against the wall. She grabbed the woman’s arms, trying to create distance.

But the woman’s eyes were full of tears, looking as though she were being bullied. Her cheeks were flushed, and she refused to let go, whispering: “You’re being half-hearted. Again…”

A faint, cold fragrance wafted over. Yu Guiyao’s ears felt hot. She suddenly realized that every time the woman was kissed or felt dazed with pleasure, she emitted this intoxicating, soul-snatching scent…

Her body really is gifted in certain ways. She’s practically like the female lead in a smut novel.

Her thoughts began to wander.

Hearing this, Fu Wenchen was nearly choked with frustration. Is it really that hard to just get a kiss? How can she be spacing out right now?! And the lead in a smut novel? If I were, I’d be doing it with you from dawn to dusk, 365 days a year without repeat.

She let go in a huff and turned her head away. “Fine! Don’t kiss me then!”

Yu Guiyao didn’t know why she was angry again. Was it just because they hadn’t kissed enough? She felt helpless, but just then, a whistle blew in the main lobby. She grew anxious.

Looking at the woman still clinging to her chest with teary, aggrieved eyes, Yu Guiyao’s heart softened. She leaned in and gave her a firm, loud kiss on the lips.

“Mmh~”

With a soft pop, the kiss sent a shiver down Fu Wenchen’s spine. Her heart shook, and her legs went weak. But Yu Guiyao stepped back and fled toward the lobby.

“I’m going now.”

“There’s still time! You have half an hour!” Fu Wenchen watched her back, the love in her eyes terrifyingly intense. she called out: “Fine then! No being too intimate with others, okay? Or I’ll be jealous…”

“Got it.” Hearing this, Yu Guiyao’s pace quickened. I don’t know anyone here, who would I be intimate with?

As for jealousy… She touched her lips. The soft sensation still lingered, making her heart race. She immediately denied her feelings. Give me a break. I’ll be lucky if I don’t embarrass myself out there!

She didn’t know the first thing about investigation. She racked her brain for a strategy as she walked into the hall.

From a distance, Fu Wenchen heard her internal wailing:

Oh god, they’re starting roll call. So many people, my social anxiety is peaking! Am I using Gu Ruoqin’s name or my own? Why is everyone looking at me!

The moment Yu Guiyao entered, the officer leading the roll call stopped. Everyone in the lobby turned to stare at her. She froze, maintaining a wooden expression while her mind screamed:

The whistle was definitely for me. I’m late. Am I going to have to do 200 pushups like at the police academy?

Fu Wenchen’s lips curled into a smile. She followed slowly, her hand in her trench coat pocket. She’s so cute…

But in the next second, she heard:

If I’d known I was already late, I should have kissed her a bit longer… But the time really wasn’t up yet. Did that little liar Fu Wenchen trick me again? Or did she get the time wrong too?

Fu Wenchen: “……”

So, if there was time, she actually wanted to keep kissing me… Wait, she called me a “little liar” again!

Flipping between blushing and annoyance, Fu Wenchen circled the lobby and slipped behind a one-way glass door. She watched Yu Guiyao through the glass with focused, deep affection. Behind the glass, the production crew was organizing the live stream.

The director nodded to Fu Wenchen; they clearly knew each other. But Yu Guiyao, out in the lobby, was having a much harder time.

The officer looked at her face, startled for a moment, then frowned: “Who are you?”

A student nearby chimed in: “Sir, there’s only one name left on the list. It must be her.”

Yu Guiyao nodded. She didn’t know what identity the Gu family had used to register her. But then, the officer began to read the profile aloud:

“Yu Guiyao, 25 years old. High school graduate. Work experience: Fishery laborer, waitress, heavy construction worker.”

Commonly known as “moving bricks.”

The lobby erupted. Everyone there was a police academy graduate with a stellar resume. A high school grad who moved bricks? She must be a “connections” hire.

Malicious gazes surrounded her. Not far away, Gu Nianzhi sneered. How could a substitute compete with me? The whole internet must be laughing at her right now.

Sure enough, the live stream of Investigating the Real Culprit had set the trending searches on fire. The top hashtag was #NepotismHire.

What the hell? A high school grad dares to show up here? A brick mover? What’s a fishery laborer? Just a fisherwoman, lol. Who gave her the courage to show up? Unbelievable. The other students are geniuses and good-looking. What is she? Just a face with a scar? Is she disfigured? Wait, that scar looks familiar… she looks like Fu Wenchen’s girlfriend! The one in the mask! No way! Gu Ruoqin is on the show to prove herself, and Fu Wenchen hasn’t said a word. This basically confirms she lied. Her and her “lover” have been hiding for days. Total fraud! Shut up! Our Wenchen wouldn’t lie like that! Heh, then prove us wrong. The “real one” is too scared of the Gu family to show up. Once the DNA test is out, your Movie Queen is getting blacklisted. Haha!

Because Fu Wenchen hadn’t explained anything, the tide of public opinion was overwhelming, clearly driven by someone’s paid trolls.

Fu Wenchen looked at the hateful comments with a cold smile, but she was worried about Yu Guiyao. Everyone was mocking her for being a “shameless parasite.”

Fu Wenchen prepared to step out and back her up, to announce to the world that this was Gu Ruoqin, her wife. But before she could push the door, Yu Guiyao laughed.

She asked the officer: “Doesn’t this show allow anyone with special talent in criminal investigation to sign up?”

“Yes. So, do you have any?” The officer was skeptical. That was a special clause, but no one ever actually met the criteria unless they were top police students.

The room fell silent. Everyone waited for her to make a fool of herself.

But under the cameras, she smiled—a warm, gentle smile that didn’t sound like a provocation, but a simple statement of fact: “I dare say, no one here can beat me in a fight. Including you, Officer.”

Suppressed laughter broke out in the hall. The live chat was a mess of ridicule. Ha! A woman saying she can beat a cop and everyone else? I’m dying. Is she just a clown looking for clout? I hope she doesn’t beg for mercy later~

Behind the glass, Fu Wenchen smiled because she heard Yu Guiyao’s true thoughts:

Looks like I have to fight today! The Gu family actually found my real name and register. I hope the DNA test holds up. But for now, I have to play the part. I can’t lose face! I have to prove I’m Gu Ruoqin, or the internet will destroy Fu Wenchen. We’re married; even as a substitute, I have to protect her!

Yu Guiyao stepped forward: “Also, I can memorize the features and faces of a hundred wanted criminals faster than any officer here. That is my ‘talent’.”

“What?!” The officer was stunned.

She’s insane. A hundred criminals? How long would that take? She’s a beauty, but she’s lost her mind. Is she a plant by the producers?

Just as everyone waited for the disaster, a female officer stepped out of the crowd. She smiled at Yu Guiyao: “I’ll challenge her.”

Who is that? That’s Wu Huan, the ‘Police Flower’ from the city bureau! Her combat skills are insane! She’s taken down groups of men alone! Haha, the brick-mover is going to get wrecked.

“Okay,” Yu Guiyao agreed. She didn’t know who this woman was.

But before the match, Wu Huan reached out her hand and whispered: “Long time no see.”

Huh?

Yu Guiyao shook her hand, pretending nothing was wrong.

But watching this, Fu Wenchen’s jealousy exploded. She instinctively gripped the object next to her—it happened to be a potted cactus. Her fingertips immediately bled from the thorns.

The director and staff gasped in shock. But she didn’t look away from the two joined hands, her eyes turning red.

I told her not to be too intimate with others! And she’s still shaking hands!