The Romance Extras Turned Out to Be a Yuri Story - Chapter 75

Backstage at the school auditorium, Zhang Qiu just sent off the school’s leadership. She pressed her shoulder, a little uncomfortable, and her white shirt lifted with her movement, making her slender figure look somewhat fragile.

“Vice President, you’re wearing too little!” Fang Duo, who had just settled down the President, came over and shook her head in disapproval. “Where’s your jacket? I remember you were wearing one when you arrived?”

Zhang Qiu thought of the jacket she had tossed aside and shook her head, saying helplessly, “It got dirty.”

“It was fine when you put it on, wasn’t it?” Fang Duo wondered.

Thinking of the girl she ran into on the way, Zhang Qiu was momentarily lost in thought.

She had never seen her before, yet she felt a sense of familiarity.

“Vice President? The President is calling you,” Fang Duo called out. Zhang Qiu snapped back to attention and tidied up the items next to her hand.

“The President said that since the semester just started, he’s treating everyone to lunch. Vice President, do you think barbecue or hot pot would be better?” Fang Duo chattered.

“Have all the club application forms been collected? Have they done the budget for the new semester? Any budget that’s carelessly filled out won’t be approved.”

Fang Duo’s wide grin closed up, and she pouted, saying, “I’m chasing them.”

The Vice President truly is a workaholic; she’s already chasing things up right at the start of the semester.

“I want to see them this afternoon,” Zhang Qiu said sternly.

Meeting Zhang Qiu’s cold face, Fang Duo quickly nodded.

Gu Beichen was waiting for her by the door and bumped into Lin Xiangdong who was walking over.

“Dongzi!” Gu Beichen called out. “Over here!”

“Are you coming to the student council lunch?”

Lin Xiangdong let go of Lin Luoluo’s hand, glanced at Zhang Qiu who was quickly approaching, and nodded, saying, “Yes.”

“What about Luoluo?” Gu Beichen asked Lin Luoluo, looking down.

Lin Luoluo was still in a daze, her eyes fixed on Zhang Qiu. Zhang Qiu noticed, and her dark, clear pupils locked with hers—a gaze so electric that Lin Luoluo’s body trembled.

Lin Luoluo nodded. Gu Beichen followed her gaze and smiled.

He waved, with a hint of cute complaint, “Why are you so slow?”

Zhang Qiu hugged a stack of papers and said somewhat coldly, “I was stopped by my advisor. What is it?”

Gu Beichen scratched his head and asked cautiously, “What’s wrong with you?”

Zhang Qiu looked up at him coldly: “The President is slacking off every day, and he asks me what’s wrong? Have the budgets for the various clubs been done? Is the campus anniversary event plan ready? The recruitment battles for the clubs are about to start. Have you finalized the booth locations and emergency response plan?”

“Stop! Stop! Stop!” Gu Beichen felt his head spinning.

“Isn’t this all what you’re busy with?”

“If I, the Vice President, do everything, then what is the purpose of having you, the President?”

Gu Beichen laughed awkwardly, “I’ll look at it when I get back, are you coming to lunch?”

“Yes,” Zhang Qiu pinched her nose and said, “Get the plan out as soon as possible, so there’s room for revisions.”

“I know, I know.”

Gu Beichen pleaded for mercy. Lin Luoluo unconsciously pursed her lips, carrying a tension she couldn’t quite explain, as if it were the first time she had seen Zhang Qiu. And indeed, it was the first time they were meeting.

“Zhang Qiu, this is Luoluo. You two haven’t met, I think,” Gu Beichen introduced.

Lin Xiangdong poked Lin Luoluo with his elbow and lowered his head to mouth: [Apologize.]

Lin Luoluo’s cherry lips were tightly drawn, her extreme nervousness making her look a little unwilling. Lin Xiangdong reached out, placed a hand over Lin Luoluo’s head, pressed it down, and said, “I’m so sorry about this morning. Luoluo was in a hurry for school, that’s why she bumped into you. I’ll take your clothes to the dry cleaners and bring them back to you.”

Lin Luoluo lowered her head, and Zhang Qiu could only see her round back-of-the-head.

Her long, curly perm hung down. Lin Luoluo pushed away Lin Xiangdong’s hand, straightened her head, and stared intently at Zhang Qiu, saying, “I’m sorry. I will wash the clothes and send them back to you.”

[Warning! Limited-time task remaining: ten minutes!]

“But you should also apologize to me.”

“My coffee was spilled too, wasn’t it?”

“Shouldn’t you buy me a cup of coffee to compensate?”

“I’ll apologize for what I did wrong, but should you also compensate me for what you did wrong?”

[Task complete. Reward: Host can now view real-time comments and conduct task strategies!]

[The second female lead is too wicked! It was clearly her intention to bump into the female lead just to prevent her from going to confess to Gu Beichen.]

[Her confession failed too, that’s what you call evil receiving its just deserts!]

[Although the second female lead is wicked, she’s the original fiancée! Her engagement was set since childhood. She comes back after a few years abroad and finds her fiancé has a girlfriend. Who wouldn’t go crazy over that? She’s being very composed.]

[It’s not the female lead’s fault for being a homewrecker, it’s the male lead’s fault, okay!]

[The male lead didn’t even know he had an engagement! The two families made a childhood betrothal. Who could have known.]

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As the real-time comments opened, a string of bullet-screen comments flashed across Lin Luoluo’s vision. Feeling a little dizzy, she quickly closed them.

Zhang Qiu scrutinized her, finding her very strange.

Although her words were unpleasant, strangely, she felt no hostility.

And she felt that the other person looked familiar, yet the two of them had definitely never met before.

Lin Xiangdong anxiously grabbed Lin Luoluo’s wrist. Lin Luoluo stared steadily at Zhang Qiu, and Gu Beichen also started to panic a little.

Zhang Qiu, on the other hand, smiled.

“Alright, what do you want to drink?”

“Latte, extra milk, no sugar.”

Zhang Qiu tapped on her phone a few times. “The takeout has been delivered to the student council office. Is there anything else?”

“Your clothes.”

Zhang Qiu glanced at Fang Duo, who quickly handed over the bag she was holding.

Lin Luoluo took it. “I’ll wash it and bring it over tomorrow.”

The two handled the matter with such a business-like attitude that Lin Xiangdong and Gu Beichen were even more hesitant.

Was the matter just settled like that?

“Come on, let’s go! The problem is solved, so let’s not stand around anymore.” Gu Beichen clapped his hands. “It’s getting late, let’s go eat.”

“You two go first. I’ll grab the takeout,” Zhang Qiu said. “And drop off the documents I have.”

“Vice President, I’ll go with you!” Fang Duo quickly offered.

Gu Beichen scratched his head: “Alright, I’ll text you the address. We won’t wait for you.”

“Mhm,” Zhang Qiu nodded.

Unconsciously, Lin Luoluo started to follow.

Lin Xiangdong grabbed her arm: “Where are you going?”

He was afraid she would start an argument with Zhang Qiu again.

Ever since his sister came back and found out Gu Beichen had a girlfriend, she hadn’t been in a good mood, even throwing a tantrum at him for not keeping an eye on the guy.

Lin Xiangdong was depressed. If his mother hadn’t told them about the childhood betrothal after his sister returned, who would have known?

Besides, one was abroad and the other was in the country; how was he supposed to stop his friend from dating?

Lin Luoluo said, “To get my coffee.”

“Don’t start a fight with her.”

“I won’t.”

Lin Xiangdong hesitated and let go. Gu Beichen leaned in.

“Should we follow them? Will they end up fighting?”

“Over whom? Over you? Not worth it.”

Lin Xiangdong shook his head and walked forward. Gu Beichen chased after him and nudged him with his elbow.

“Why the low opinion of your brother here?”

“Well, do you want to be my brother-in-law?”

Gu Beichen immediately shook his head. “Something said by the previous generation doesn’t count.”

“Is arranged marriage still a thing these days?”

“Business marriages are common; it’s not impossible,” Lin Xiangdong deliberately replied.

Gu Beichen smiled bitterly: “I think of Luoluo as a sister. How could I marry her? Besides, Luoluo has someone she likes, didn’t you know?”

“Since when?” Lin Xiangdong was surprised.

Hadn’t Lin Luoluo only liked Gu Beichen since childhood?

“Are you lying to me because you don’t want to marry my sister?” Lin Xiangdong asked suspiciously.

“How could I? I don’t know who it is, but she definitely doesn’t like me, you can relax!”

Gu Beichen patted Lin Xiangdong on the shoulder, and the two walked off, arms around each other’s shoulders.

Lin Luoluo caught up to Zhang Qiu. “Hey.”

Zhang Qiu stopped, turned to look at her, her pale face expressionless.

“Why did you follow me?”

“I want to personally receive my coffee. What if someone adds something to it?” Lin Luoluo deliberately provoked.

Zhang Qiu gave her a calm smile: “Then follow along.”

“You…” Fang Duo, on the other hand, flushed red. “Our Vice President isn’t that kind of person! Don’t look down on people!”

“I would never look down on your Vice President,” Lin Luoluo shrugged. “I just don’t feel reassured.”

She followed Zhang Qiu’s steps. Seeing that the two were walking quickly away, Fang Duo stamped her foot and followed, watching Lin Luoluo with a vigilant expression.

Still some distance from the student council office, Lin Luoluo dropped a bombshell.

“Do you know that I’m Gu Beichen’s fiancée? We had an engagement set since childhood, and we will get married after I graduate from university.”

“What?” Fang Duo was astonished, but Zhang Qiu was completely unfazed.

Seeing that Zhang Qiu ignored her, Lin Luoluo bit her lip and added: “You’re the other woman, do you know that?”

Zhang Qiu finally stopped and turned to look at her.

“What do you want me to say?”

Lin Luoluo’s eyes were deep. Her mouth moved for a moment before she timidly asked, “What is it you like about Gu Beichen?”

After reliving the past, things were different from what Lin Luoluo expected.

Everything had changed.

Zhang Qiu and Gu Beichen hadn’t met each other’s parents yet, nor had they had a major conflict.

If there was no conflict, how would they break up?

Lin Luoluo was very conflicted.

She wanted to be the “other woman” for her sister, but she was afraid her sister wouldn’t agree.

“What is it I like about Gu Beichen?” Zhang Qiu slowly repeated the phrase, seemingly pondering it. The corner of her mouth held a subtle, non-committal smile: “Nothing in particular. If you want to know, you can ask Gu Beichen. It’s not convenient for me to answer.”

She nodded toward Lin Luoluo: “Anything else? If not, you can take the coffee I compensated you with and leave. Remember to return my jacket tomorrow.”

The coldness and distance made Lin Luoluo almost not recognize her.

She felt a little wronged inside, but then again, she thought this was right.

After all, the two were not close, and she had deliberately spilled coffee all over her.

The takeout was placed on a table on the first floor. Lin Luoluo took it, turned around, and walked toward the school gate with a disappointed, dejected air.

Fang Duo watched the Vice President standing by the window and asked, “Vice President, is she gone?”

Zhang Qiu nodded.

Fang Duo leaned closer and said, “When did the President get a fiancée? Didn’t he say he was single when he was pursuing you?”

Zhang Qiu’s eyes were filled with doubt. She racked her brain but couldn’t figure out where the sense of familiarity with Lin Luoluo came from.

She said calmly, “The President and I broke up.”

“When did that happen?” Fang Duo was shocked.

“Just now,” Zhang Qiu unilaterally announced.

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