The Romance Extras Turned Out to Be a Yuri Story - Chapter 76

“Aren’t you going to reconsider helping me?” Gu Beichen grimaced.

“No,” Zhang Qiu refused cruelly. “When I agreed to be your girlfriend, we said we’d help each other out, mutually helping to clear out the swarm of admirers. You’ve done well, and I haven’t short-changed you.”

When Zhang Qiu first entered the school, she became instantly popular because of her looks. Every day after class, people would block the teaching building to confess to her. Coincidentally, Gu Beichen was also annoyed by the girls bothering him, so the two hit it off and were fake lovers for three years, helping each other clear their ‘rotten peaches’ (unwanted suitors), though it was just a title in name only.

“Is it because of Luoluo’s appearance?” Gu Beichen rubbed his forehead. “The reason I asked for your help is precisely because of this. Can you please come home with me one last time, just say you’re my girlfriend, so my family will call off the engagement with Luoluo?”

“Can’t,” Zhang Qiu said unhurriedly. “I can help you, but not in this way.”

“Why?” Gu Beichen couldn’t help but ask.

Zhang Qiu narrowed her eyes: “I might have someone I like.”

Zhang Qiu didn’t know if this was love, but the moment she ran into Lin Luoluo, her heart definitely raced.

Perhaps the romance of the peach blossoms was too much, or perhaps, the other person’s deer-like, innocent eyes made her fall deep, even knowing it was a trap.

Maybe it was love at first sight, or maybe it was just lust.

In any case, Zhang Qiu’s heart, which had never beat for anyone, certainly had started beating.

“Alright, the iron tree has bloomed!” Gu Beichen clapped his hands. “So, how are you going to help me?”

“Could you create more opportunities for me to spend time with Lin Luoluo? I can help you talk to her, maybe she’ll come to her senses and stop liking you.”

Gu Beichen was drenched in sweat.

“She probably has someone she likes. The last time she wrote a love letter to me, she even got it wrong. Maybe you can help me try and find out who it is.”

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Qiu frowned.

Like? No.

Before she had clearly figured out her own feelings, Lin Luoluo couldn’t like anyone else.

At the gathering, Gu Beichen looked at Lin Luoluo, remembered Zhang Qiu’s words, gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and waved: “Dongzi, bring Luoluo to sit over here. I have something to discuss with you.”

Lin Xiangdong was inexplicably called over.

Gu Beichen glanced at Lin Luoluo, and spoke distractedly to Lin Xiangdong: “Has your Sports Department’s budget for this semester been prepared? Our Vice President is personally rushing it.”

Lin Xiangdong scratched his head in embarrassment: “You know our Sports Department is full of big, rough guys. Asking them to do a budget is harder than asking them to run a thousand meters. How about this, could you send someone to assist these big, rough guys? That way, the progress of our Sports Department’s work can be faster.”

“Is that so?” Gu Beichen pretended to ponder, watching Lin Luoluo who had sat down and was scalding her bowl with hot water. He looked at the time anxiously. Why wasn’t Zhang Qiu here yet? He had no topic to talk about with this young girl.

“President?” Lin Xiangdong saw him zoning out and asked, “What about the Vice President? Why hasn’t she arrived yet? The hot pot dishes are all here, should we tell everyone to start eating?”

“Ah, start, start then.” Gu Beichen waved his hand grandly, with only one empty seat next to him.

He anxiously saw that the seat next to Lin Luoluo was already occupied.

Lin Luoluo hadn’t paid much attention to the table, remembering that the last time she and Zhang Qiu ate hot pot was also at a hot pot restaurant.

It just wasn’t a very pleasant meal.

She lowered her head, her expression somewhat bleak, gently hiding it so no one would notice.

Coming here again, her mood was already different.

[Ding! You have a new limited-time mission! Please check it!]

[Time limit: ten minutes. Please slander the Female Protagonist in front of the Male Protagonist. Reward for completion: an open ending from the author.]

“Gu Beichen.” As everyone at the table was eating enthusiastically, Lin Luoluo suddenly spoke, and everyone’s attention instantly shifted to her.

“You are an engaged man. Please don’t flirt with other women in front of me.”

Clang everyone immediately became alert, and all eyes gathered.

Gu Beichen was baffled. A girl who had come over to strike up a conversation was standing in front of him. The girl blushed under the gaze of the crowd but still brazenly said, “What right do you have to manage the President? Even the Vice President hasn’t said anything?”

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My Vice President isn’t even here, and you’re trying to use her authority.

Lin Luoluo sneered.

“I am his fiancée, do you think I have the right to manage him?”

The girl’s face flushed red, and she shouted loudly, “If you’re the President’s fiancée, then what is the Vice President?”

“Then that depends on what she is in your President’s eyes. Although she looks very common, at least she has a face that’s worth looking at. You have nothing, and you don’t feel ashamed, standing here like a toad. Why don’t you look in a mirror?”

[Limited-time mission complete. Rewarding the author’s open ending.]

[Open Ending: Parallel World. Proceed with caution for the lily-themed main plot.]

Lin Luoluo was about to read the ending when a familiar, pleasant voice suddenly came from behind her.

“I don’t care, Gu Beichen, you sort it out yourself.”

Lin Luoluo’s body stiffened. A pair of hands rested on her shoulders, and a soft, sweet scent wafted from behind, “Miss Lin, you’re quite good at swearing, aren’t you?”

She wasn’t sure if it was a compliment or an insult.

Lin Luoluo obediently shut up, becoming unusually docile.

Zhang Qiu stood behind her with a half-smile, pressing Lin Luoluo down into the seat and saying, “Why stop eating? Do you all want to watch a show? Is the drama between the President and me that good?”

Zhang Qiu usually carried a lot of authority, so everyone instantly lowered their heads. The person sitting next to Lin Luoluo even moved further away.

Lin Xiangdong also couldn’t sit still. Caught in this love triangle, he looked at Gu Beichen, urging him to speak. Gu Beichen, however, remained unmoved, his eyes shooting out glances of distress. These two straight men had no idea how to handle a rivalry between women. Listening to the girl who had been humiliated cry louder and louder, Zhang Qiu asked, “Can you still eat here?”

Gu Beichen was about to nod, but then he heard Zhang Qiu say, “Miss Lin, let’s change to a private room.”

He blinked, watching Zhang Qiu lead Lin Luoluo away.

“Those two aren’t going to get into a fight, are they?” Lin Xiangdong’s face was troubled. He wanted to follow them but was held back by Gu Beichen.

Lin Luoluo didn’t know, but Zhang Qiu definitely wouldn’t fight for him. Their relationship was purely transactional—a small scheme to block unwanted suitors for each other. Over the past three years, Gu Beichen hadn’t been without thoughts for Zhang Qiu, but this woman was harder than steel. After spending time with her, Gu Beichen felt Zhang Qiu was more suitable as a buddy than a girlfriend. She was more difficult to deal with than a man, overly picky, and unforgiving of any flaw. She just happened to have a kind, pretty face, which made people think she was easily bullied, but in reality, she was extremely petty and the hardest person to deal with.

Zhang Qiu called a waiter to open a separate private room and calmly ordered the soup base and dishes.

When looking at the menu, her subconscious first choice was medium spicy.

After saying it, Zhang Qiu paused.

She was actually very good with spice, but looking at Lin Luoluo, she hesitated and asked, “Do you eat spicy food?”

Lin Luoluo shook her head.

She was used to eating bland food.

Zhang Qiu handed the menu to her and said, “You order, I’m not a picky eater.”

Lin Luoluo took it, ordered naturally, and then chose two bottles of soy milk when picking drinks.

Before the food arrived, the two sat facing each other.

Zhang Qiu watched her for a long time before finally asking, “What’s so great about Gu Beichen that makes him worth liking?”

“Don’t you like him too?” Lin Luoluo countered.

Their eyes met in the air, then both unconsciously looked away.

Lin Luoluo lowered her head to drink water, feeling an itch in her throat, wanting to cough.

Zhang Qiu: “If I said I didn’t like him, would you stop liking him too?”

What did that mean?

Lin Luoluo looked up.

“Gu Beichen is a scumbag,” Zhang Qiu said with certainty, slandering her good friend of three years without the slightest guilt: “He falls for anyone he sees. I was just one of them. Don’t like him. He’s not right for you.”

Lin Luoluo was stunned.

Zhang Qiu continued to talk boastfully: “He doesn’t like to shower. When he’s drunk, his temper is even worse, and he might even hit people.”

“And the admirers around him are endless. By then, you’ll not only waste time dealing with all those relationships instead of focusing on self-improvement, but what will you do when he’s hugging someone else and the mistress gets pregnant and takes your place?”

“Are you going to sleep in a cold bed every day and be a resentful woman confined to the inner chambers?”

“By then, not only will he not pity you, but he’ll find you annoying.”

Lin Luoluo twitched the corners of her mouth. Seeing that she still didn’t believe her, Zhang Qiu frowned and said, “What do you see in him?”

Lin Luoluo straightened her face, her lips unable to hold back a smile, and said, “Did you say all this because you want me to give up, or because you’ve taken a liking to me?”

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