Transmigrated as the Scumbag Alpha of a Cold Movie Queen - Chapter 67.1

Gu Lulu carefully pulled out that photo, grabbed her bag, and hailed a cab to find her beloved father.

She found him at a bar and dragged him up to the office upstairs. “Dad, look at this! Doesn’t this person look just like my fourth uncle?”

Half-drunk, Gu Wu squinted at the photo and sobered up considerably. “Whoa, fate is a funny thing. They really do look alike. What, you thinking of introducing her as a goddaughter to your fourth uncle?”

“No, listen—this girl was bought by her current adoptive parents. Don’t you think there’s a chance she’s the child our uncle’s family lost all those years ago, the one the nanny took away?” Gu Lulu asked seriously.

“Impossible. That nanny was found later and claimed she’d already killed the child,” Gu Wu replied, rubbing his eyes and yawning.

“But she hated our uncle and aunt. What if she lied?” Gu Lulu insisted.

“Then she was stupid. Kidnapping might get you a few years, but murder? That’s way worse. Look, if you really think it’s possible, go find the girl and get a DNA test. I’m going to sleep. Don’t bother me.” Gu Wu collapsed onto the office sofa, and within seconds, his snores filled the room.

Gu Lulu gave him a look of disgust, then thoughtfully covered him with a blanket. She had made up her mind to head back to China and find Gu Qing.

She wouldn’t be at peace without verifying the truth.

Uncle and Aunt had always treated her so well. If she could help them find their lost daughter, they would be overjoyed.

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The next day, while Gu Lulu was making plans, Gu Qing and Qi Siyu were already on a flight home.

With Gao Zhonghai revealed as an internal mole and Gu Qing’s safety repeatedly compromised, terminating the contract went smoothly. No breach fees were charged, and they would still receive full payment for the two recorded episodes.

With the variety show headache behind her, and Su Ningmo making fast progress under the guidance of the system’s gold-tier screenwriter training, the only lingering concern was Gu Qing’s biological parents.

Why was the assistant so inefficient?

A spy embedded in the “detective squad” had already told Qi Siyu about the fans’ plan. After learning the details, Qi Siyu wasn’t optimistic about their chances either.

In the end, they would probably have to rely on the system.

But lately, she’d been using her draws on writing classes, maintaining her “YuanKang Powder” supply, and even pulling two pieces of equipment for Gu Qing. She’d run out of draws for the time being.

Qi Siyu glanced at Gu Qing, who lay beside her with her eyes closed. Tonight, she will have to work hard—tomorrow morning, it would be time to draw again!

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At the airport exit, Gu Xiaoling rushed over and threw her arms around Gu Qing, sobbing, “Thank goodness you’re okay. I was so worried!”

Gao Li chimed in, “It was really too dangerous. We’re just glad you’re safe.”

Gu Qing nodded. “Let’s go home first.”

People nearby were already looking their way. Any longer and someone might recognize them.

“Right. Let’s go!” Gu Xiaoling said, tears still streaming down her face. “I brought pomelo leaves. I’ll cleanse your aura in the car!”

Gu Qing: …

“…Okay.” Faced with such concern, she couldn’t bring herself to refuse.

Even Qi Siyu got the pomelo leaf treatment—though the force behind it was questionable. She strongly suspected Gu Xiaoling was taking the chance to settle some personal scores.

Then came the amulets: gold gourd pendants, fortune beads—Gu Xiaoling loaded them all onto Gu Qing’s neck.

“Huh? Gu-jie, when did you buy a pearl necklace?” she asked, lifting Gu Qing’s collar and noticing the one Qi Siyu had pulled from a system draw. “These pearls are too perfect… they’re not fake, are they?”

Gu Qing looked at Qi Siyu.

Qi Siyu twitched her lips. “Would I buy fake pearls?”

“You never know. Rich people are often the stingiest with others,” Gu Xiaoling muttered.

“You said it yourself—with others. Gu Qing isn’t ‘others’ to me,” Qi Siyu replied smugly. “We’re very good friends now.”

Gu Xiaoling fell silent. She’d been about to retort that soon Gu Qing wouldn’t even be Qi Siyu’s wife anymore. But she hadn’t expected Qi Siyu to shamelessly downgrade the relationship herself—to “friends.”

She glanced sideways at her Gu-jie. She didn’t seem ready to refute it.

Sigh. Hopefully Qi Siyu would live up to Gu Qing’s renewed trust. Someone like her wasn’t exactly friendship material. It was worrying.

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Back at home, Qi Siyu noticed Gu Xiaoling had even sprinkled salt-infused obsidian sand in strategic corners of the house—fully committed to cleansing the bad luck.

“You’ve done so much already. Why don’t we just go to a temple or a Taoist shrine, donate some money, and buy a protective charm?” Qi Siyu commented.

“I already made an appointment,” Gu Xiaoling said proudly, hands on hips. “You think the best temples are open to walk-ins? I booked a seven-day cleansing package. It starts in two days.”

“Which shrine?” Qi Siyu asked.

“Xuanle Temple. It’s the most famous one around,” she said, chin high, eyes half-closed in disdain.

“Oh, my aunt happens to manage that temple. If we want to go now, we can,” Qi Siyu replied casually, invoking her family connections.

Gu Xiaoling scowled. “Tch. All you ever do is rely on your family.”

Qi Siyu shrugged, not bothering to argue. But her tone remained irritatingly smug. “Can’t help it. Big family, lots of talent—we’re in every industry.”

Gu Xiaoling was grinding her teeth.

She stormed off to prepare Gu Qing’s “evil-cleansing package”: flower-infused water, floral tea, flower-steamed eggs, and black rice.

All the ingredients were ready. By the time her sister finished unpacking, dinner would be done.

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Gu Qing and Qi Siyu went to unpack in their respective rooms. Qi Siyu still returned to her side room—it felt like her secret base. Only when she had sneaky plans did she come here… and then sneak into Gu Qing’s bed at night.

They’d brought back quite a bit this time—mostly gifts for fans, both finished and DIY kits.

In a few days, Gu Qing would host a daily livestream to complete all the handcrafted items she’d promised. Even if she was done with variety shows, she would still fulfill her commitments to her fans.

Qi Siyu delivered all the materials to the study.

Unlike last time, she hadn’t made a fuss or brought a ton of useless stuff like that clumsy Alpha had during the variety show shoot.

I’m so thoughtful, Qi Siyu praised herself silently—and laughed at her own cleverness.

She opened a box and carefully took out the pendant Gu Qing had made for her.

She wanted to wear it… but she was terrified of damaging or losing it. The internal conflict was real.

After some intense deliberation, Qi Siyu came up with the perfect solution: she would commission a plastic pouch with a chain to wear the pendant safely around her neck.

After confirming the plan, Qi Siyu immediately began contacting vendors to have a custom order made.

Meanwhile, Gu Qing, unusually, didn’t start packing right away. Instead, she sat in a chair and searched the hospital’s official account for Qi Siyu’s pheromone identification report.

It was nearly twenty-four hours later when the report finally came through after several refreshes.

The report not only included the current evaluation but also the previous ones. It showed that Qi Siyu’s pheromones had mutated—her grade had changed from A to the rare S class.

Moreover, her pheromones now had an extremely low compatibility with 99% of the Omega population—so low that even slight contact could provoke a physiological aversion.

This was the complete opposite of before, and contrary to typical patterns.

In general, both extremely high and extremely low pheromone compatibility levels are rare. Previously, Qi Siyu’s compatibility with most Omegas fell within the normal range, and her match with Gu Qing had been very low.

Now, everything had reversed.

It was said that pheromones were tied to the soul—two things humanity has long studied, but with little understanding to show for it.

At first, Gu Qing thought Qi Siyu’s change might have been due to a secondary personality brought on by schizophrenia. But after reflecting on everything that had happened yesterday, she developed another theory.

What exactly it was, only time could tell.

After some thought, Gu Qing forwarded the report directly to Qi Siyu.

Even though this report might very well cause Qi Siyu to have second thoughts and refuse to go through with the divorce.

If it was just a matter of high pheromone compatibility between them, perhaps Qi Siyu would still honor her word. But now, with her compatibility with nearly everyone else being so low, things were far less certain.

An Alpha and Omega with too low a match cannot form a lifelong bond, and an Omega would be unable to conceive—unable to carry on a bloodline.

Still, if Qi Siyu wanted to be with a Beta in the future, having children wouldn’t be out of the question.

Realizing what she was thinking, Gu Qing quickly stopped herself. There was no need to go that far right now.

Qi Siyu, on the other hand, didn’t even consider the matter of future children when she saw the report. In fact, she had no awareness of it, and even if she had, it wouldn’t have crossed her mind.

There was no way she would consider having a child here of all places.

【System, is this because of that gland repair serum? It didn’t affect Gu Qing, right?】Qi Siyu’s first concern was Gu Qing.

【Partly, but no, it won’t affect her.】the system replied. 【If you want to adjust your pheromone compatibility with a particular Omega, the prize pool has something called “Central AC Harmonizing Serum – Pheromone Edition.”】

Qi Siyu’s mouth twitched. What kind of name was that? “Central AC”?

【No thanks, I don’t need it.】She wasn’t planning on dating anyone, so what did compatibility matter?

Once she confirmed Gu Qing wouldn’t be affected, Qi Siyu promptly put the whole thing out of her mind.

Just then, Gu Xiaoling called them out for dinner.

Gao Li had been firmly persuaded by Gu Xiaoling to stay and eat the “bad luck-cleansing” set meal. Once finished, she hurried back to her research institute to continue work.

Meanwhile, Gu Qing and Qi Siyu were dragged off by Gu Xiaoling for a full ritual of bathing, incense burning, and meditation. They weren’t released until ten that evening.

As soon as they were free to move around, Qi Siyu quietly trailed behind Gu Qing.

Gu Qing: “?”

“Ahem…” Qi Siyu looked a little embarrassed. She reached out and grabbed Gu Qing’s hand. “S-so… shall we sleep?”

Gu Qing looked down at their joined hands. Light shimmered faintly in her eyes. After a pause, she softly answered, “Mm.”

The room went dark.

It was a long time before Gu Qing finally drifted off to sleep.

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Meanwhile…

Gu Lulu had learned that Gu Qing was staying in Lichun Garden. Unfortunately, the security there was too tight—if you weren’t the homeowner or weren’t accompanied by one, you simply couldn’t get in.

So, she had no choice but to rent a place nearby. (Ahem—despite being a “rich second-generation,” she couldn’t afford to buy.)

Once she became a resident, Gu Lulu began camping out near Gu Qing’s building.

But after two full days of waiting, she still hadn’t caught sight of her. Her legs had gone numb from crouching. Apparently, Gu Qing was a complete homebody.

Or maybe she just wasn’t mobile for now and was staying indoors.

Either way, Gu Lulu had no luck and had to come up with another strategy.

The simplest way to meet a celebrity? Reach out through business.