Transmigrated as the Scumbag Alpha of a Cold Movie Queen - Chapter 84

Qi Siyu was bubbling with happiness, her cheeks puffed with joy.

“Ask away, jie,” she said eagerly.

“What’s your name?” Gu Qing asked.

Qi Siyu’s happiness burst like a bubble. Tears welled up in her eyes instantly, her voice filled with sorrow.

“Jie… you don’t know Xiaoyi’s name? That really hurts…”

Just moments ago, she had been calling out her own name. And now, Sis was asking what it was?

“I do know. Qi Siyu. Siyu. I just wanted to make sure you weren’t too drunk.”

Judging from her usual behavior, “Qi Siyu” had to be her real name. Gu Qing was simply confirming.

“Xiaoyi is heartbroken… but for you, Sis, Xiaoyi can try not to be sad.”

She wiped her tears and forced a smile.

So cute. Gu Qing couldn’t help but kiss her cheek.

Qi Siyu immediately offered the other side.

“It’s not like Xiaoyi needs kisses… it just feels more balanced that way.”

Gu Qing hummed in agreement. “I think so too.”

With a loud “mwah,” Qi Siyu, even in her drunken state, blushed shyly.

“What’s your profession? What do your parents do?” Gu Qing continued questioning.

Qi Siyu blinked, a trace of nervous anticipation flickering in her eyes.

“Are you doing a household registration check, jie?”

In her world, you only asked these kinds of detailed questions when talking about marriage!

Gu Qing nodded slightly. “You could say that.”

“Ahem. Jie, I’m a film director. Every time I make a successful blockbuster, I reward myself with a suspense-crime film that I love. I’ve been in the industry for years and never had a flop!

My dad is also a director, but he loves arthouse films — he’s flopped quite a few times.

My mom’s a university professor, and she’s into martial arts films.”

“We’re a harmonious family with a solid fortune. None of us have any bad habits.

My parents don’t interfere with my life, and health and integrity are our only expectations.”

Qi Siyu recited it like a well-rehearsed script — fluent, emotional — like a performance she had prepared for years, finally ready to debut.

Just as she suspected, Qi Siyu really wasn’t from this world. Gu Qing wasn’t particularly surprised, and continued her questions.

“How did you end up like this? Do you have a mission or something?”

“It’s because I trans— ah!”

Qi Siyu suddenly spasmed like she’d been electrocuted, her body twitching before she lost consciousness and slumped to the side.

Inside her mind, the system was screaming too.

Why was this drunk host about to spill all the secrets just like that?!

No way she can talk now!

If the female lead found out she was a character in a novel and couldn’t handle it, this drunk, love-crazed host would definitely mess it all up!

The system didn’t oppose telling Gu Qing some of the truth — but definitely not now, and not like this.

Gu Qing’s expression sharpened, and she quickly caught Qi Siyu in her arms.

“I know you’re in there. Come out.”

Her voice was icy, filled with suppressed fury, like a storm waiting to tear something apart.

“If you ever want to finish this mission, you’d better listen. Being near me must be part of it, right? Holding hands, hugging, marking…”

Her cold tone made even the digital system shiver. With every word, the system’s CPU seemed to overload.

How the hell does she even know about mission mode?!

“I’m counting to three. Three…” Gu Qing said flatly.

[I’m here!]

The system panicked, afraid that if Gu Qing exploded, the whole world would collapse. After some inner turmoil, it finally revealed itself.

Hearing the mechanical voice in her head, Gu Qing’s grip on Qi Siyu tightened.

“What did you do to her?”

[J-just stimulated some pressure points to put the host to sleep. It doesn’t harm the body.]

The system was terrified. Waaah, once she sobers up, the host must draw a reward to boost her alcohol tolerance. She can’t drink like this again!

Qi Siyu’s expression was peaceful and calm — it didn’t look like the system was lying.

“Who are you? Tell me everything you can,” Gu Qing said coldly.

“If your answers satisfy me, I might consider cooperating with your mission.”

The system was thrilled — and then immediately panicked again.

What would satisfy the female lead?!

If only the host was awake right now!

[I’m a “Cuddle-and-Draw” system,] the system said, running every bit of processing power to concoct a story that was half-true, half-fabricated.

[Qi Siyu is my chosen host. We were assigned here by the main system.]

[She selected you as her cuddle target. The more intimate interaction she has with you, the more chances she earns to draw rewards.]

“Oh?” Gu Qing narrowed her eyes. “Are you leaving something out?”

[W-well…] The system hesitated, then added:

[She can’t go too far from you. Otherwise, she’ll be punished.]

[It’s written into the program, but she can draw a “Temporary Separation Card” to gain limited time apart.]

Gu Qing instinctively felt the system was still hiding something.

But she knew when to stop.

As long as this thing wouldn’t harm either of them, some unknowns were acceptable.

“Why did she choose me as her cuddle target? What exactly is the mode of the system?” Gu Qing pressed on.

[She has a crush on you!]

The system replied firmly — it wasn’t exactly a lie, and it matched everything about Qi Siyu’s behavior.

Gu Qing looked down at the sleeping woman in her arms. Her eyes softened.

Whether in thought or action, this sweet girl was always thinking of her.

“Where did she come from?”

Gu Qing drew back the warmth from her eyes and resumed the interrogation.

She had reasoned it out.

Both Qi Siyu and her father were directors — if they were from this world, she’d know them.

Now, Qi Siyu had taken over someone else’s body, and those parents weren’t really hers.

The system couldn’t reveal the transmigration. After running through several scenarios, it picked one that fit:

[She’s from 35 years in the future. She liked you since she was young.]

Gu Qing’s gaze grew complicated. “Why was she chosen? Will she return?”

The system hesitated again.

Based on Qi Siyu’s past, she likely wanted to return eventually… but now wasn’t the time to say that.

[She… died suddenly.]

Whether she would return or not could be left to Gu Qing’s interpretation.

Gu Qing’s heart filled with pain.

“Don’t let her know any of this,” she said firmly.

Even now, speaking to the system, her tone remained cold — though ever so slightly softer.

Without the system, she never would have met Qi Siyu.

[O-okay, got it.]

The system squeaked. It would wait until the host sobered up before telling her anything.

“Swear it. If you reveal our conversation today, your mission will never be completed,” Gu Qing said quietly.

The system: “…”

Why is she making me swear oaths now?

Under Gu Qing’s imposing will, the system was forced to swear its first vow in its entire existence.

And, in its ignorance, that vow got encoded into its own core programming.

Now it really couldn’t tell Qi Siyu anything — even if it wanted to.

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The next morning, Qi Siyu woke up feeling refreshed, without even the faintest trace of a hangover.

System: That’s my doing!

Sunlight slipped through the gaps in the curtains and fell softly across the two figures curled up on the bed.

Qi Siyu opened her eyes to see a head of soft, fluffy hair.

The strands curled into gentle spirals, glowing faintly in the light. A few rebellious strands stretched out in odd directions, as if waving good morning to her.

Looking further, she found her arm draped around Gu Qing’s slender waist, her hand resting over a hidden dip on her lower back.

Gu Qing was curled up in her arms — small, warm, and a little bit cute.

Qi Siyu licked her lips. Her mouth felt dry.

They had shared a bed many times, but rarely slept this close.

What had happened last night?

Did she cling to Gu Qing again?

Qi Siyu couldn’t remember anything — except that the grilled skewers before drinking had been really good.

Not knowing what happened really bothered her.

Cough. What if last night was supposed to be a bonus chapter?

[System.]

Qi Siyu suddenly remembered it.

The system was suddenly summoned, jolting itself with a fright and freezing for over ten seconds before finally responding:

[Host, I’m here.]

[Is there something in the lottery pool that can help me recover my drunken memories?] Qi Siyu asked.

The system’s code almost glitched from the shock.

[Probably not… I’d recommend drawing for the “Never-Drunk Capsule” instead. You’ll never get drunk again.]

[Oh, sounds pretty good.] Qi Siyu shifted gears, then asked,

[Do you know what happened after I got drunk last night?]

[No idea. Once you got drunk, I went offline to conserve energy. I don’t think anything major happened.]

Thankfully, the system spoke in a robotic tone—Qi Siyu couldn’t tell it was lying.

Gu Qing stirred slightly in her arms, her hair brushing against Qi Siyu’s cheek—ticklish and soft.

In that instant, Qi Siyu lost all interest in bantering with the system.

Gu Qing smelled so nice.

Qi Siyu held her tightly, wanting time to freeze in this quiet, beautiful moment.

Half-asleep, she drifted off again.

When she woke up, Gu Qing was no longer in her arms. It felt like the earlier moment had been a dream.

Still groggy, Qi Siyu got out of bed to look for her, only to find Gu Xiaoling in the living room, munching on leftover skewers from the night before.

“Where’s Gu Qing?” she asked.

“Gao Li-jie came to get her. They went out together. You’ll have to feed yourself for lunch. I’m having fried skewers.”

Gu Xiaoling didn’t even glance at her, eyes locked on the TV—worried she’d burst into laughter if she looked at Qi Siyu.

Qi Siyu grabbed a few skewers as she walked past.

“Oh, then I’ll go for a walk downstairs.”

As soon as Qi Siyu left, Gu Xiaoling messaged Gu Qing:

[Jie, she seems totally fine. She even stole my skewers!]

[Got it. I’ll bring you some on the way home.] Gu Qing replied quickly.

Gu Xiaoling sent back a smiley face.

Living like this felt pretty nice, actually.

If her big sis really got together with Qi Siyu, would that mean she’d be the favorite?

She shook her head, brushing the thought aside. No matter how things changed, her sis would never abandon her. Hehe.

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Downstairs, Qi Siyu finished off the skewers, bought herself a coffee, and sipped it while scrolling on her phone, waiting for her assistant to pick her up.

She was watching short videos about birthday surprises.

There definitely had to be a cake—Qi Siyu even considered taking a class at a private bakery to learn how to bake one herself.

She wasn’t aiming for perfect frosting, but she figured she could manage baking a cake base at least.

Handmade always meant more.

While Gu Qing was out, she decided to go shopping for the surprise. She’d already listed everything in her notes app and, thanks to a new trick she saw in a video today, added one more idea.

The all-purpose assistant soon arrived and whisked Qi Siyu away to the city’s most luxurious mall.

The assistant had already contacted the sales staff at the designer boutiques. Shopping began immediately—and efficiently.

Qi Siyu wanted to start with jewelry. She didn’t just care about the style—the names of the items mattered, too.

She’d seen someone buy a list of snacks totaling ¥52.1, where the names of the items spelled out “Happy Birthday, My Dear Baby.”

Gu Qing wasn’t really into snacks, so Qi Siyu opted for more intimate items instead.

Necklaces, bracelets, earrings, silk scarves, brooches, handbags… even socks, underwear, and lingerie—she wanted it all.

Her goal? Spend exactly ¥6,666,666, symbolizing lifelong peace and prosperity for Gu Qing.

Ideally, the names of the gifts would spell out something like “Happy Birthday, Gu Qing.”

It was the first birthday she’d be celebrating for Gu Qing. Qi Siyu wanted to leave the boldest, brightest mark on her life.

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Meanwhile, after wrapping up a business discussion with Gao Li, Gu Qing casually dropped a bomb over lunch:

“I’m planning to confess to Qi Siyu on my birthday. What’s the usual process?”

Gao Li, mid-sip of soup, immediately choked. She wiped her mouth and the table, exclaiming,

“Did I miss a few major plot developments?!”

Lately, she’d been deep in research and hadn’t kept up. With Gu Qing on break, the two had finally met up to sort out an old insurance policy.

“Last I heard, you were planning to divorce and terminate the contract. Now you’re in love?” Gao Li was stunned.

“She’s not the same Qi Siyu she used to be. I’m not suffering from Stockholm syndrome.” Gu Qing replied calmly.

“Ahem.” Caught red-handed, Gao Li cleared her throat.

“I respect your decision. You know I’ve always got your back.”

“So what kind of setup are you thinking? A private heart-to-heart, or a grand public confession?”

Gao Li recalled her college days when her girlfriend had arranged an elaborate candle-lit declaration outside her dorm, complete with a megaphone and cheesy lines.

“Just the two of us.” Gu Qing answered flatly. She didn’t like being the center of attention.

“Then just prep a gift and write out your confession. That’s pretty much it,” Gao Li advised.

“Oh, wait—also prepare condoms and birth control pills.”

Gu Qing: ……

“Don’t look at me like that. You two are already so close. After a heartfelt confession, a roll in the sheets is just the natural next step.” Gao Li shrugged.

“Want me to get you some?”

“No need.”

But Gu Qing’s mind involuntarily flashed to those heat-cycle days…

“Still, you never know. Just in case,” Gao Li teased.

Gu Qing shot her a look.

“I’ll handle it.”

Gao Li laughed again—and choked again.

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When Gu Qing returned home, only Gu Xiaoling was there.

“She said she was going out to grab something to eat and then vanished into thin air,” she reported.

“I’m planning to confess to her.” Gu Qing said calmly as she changed shoes.

Gu Xiaoling froze, then clapped excitedly.

“Jie! You finally figured it out!”

“No more sneaky lock-picking. Being official is way better!”

The night Gu Qing had quietly unlocked Qi Siyu’s door had clearly left a shadow on Gu Xiaoling’s psyche.

Gu Qing gave her a silent stare.

Gu Xiaoling immediately zipped her mouth.

“Ahem, need any help? Should we stock up on birth control? You’re at the peak of your career—pregnancy would be a pain.”

“Also, does the Qi family have a baby-making KPI or something?”

“Wait, no—you’re also from a wealthy family now. Could this be one of those dynastic marriages where you each have to pop out one heir to inherit your respective empires?”

“Oh my god, I’m going to be an aunt soon—”

Gu Qing: ……

This one had an even wilder imagination than Gao Li.

“Stop.”

“Hehe, just thinking out loud.”

“I’ll handle it myself,” Gu Qing replied coolly.

Combining Gao Li’s suggestions and everything she’d researched online, she already had a plan.

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Originally, Gu Qing’s birthday coincided with the wrap-up date of their filming.

Qi Siyu rushed through her final shoots, finishing just in time—and even set aside an extra day for prep.

She secretly decorated the venue for a birthday party, inviting Gu Qing’s friends, agent, and assistants.

Despite her exhaustion, she forced herself to stay awake until midnight, just to whisper “Happy Birthday” to Gu Qing—then passed out immediately.

Gu Qing was deeply moved.

She gently touched the corner of Qi Siyu’s eye and looked forward to the evening.

They say that if you confess your love at the top of a Ferris wheel, your relationship will last a lifetime.

Gu Qing didn’t know if legends had power—but she was sure:

She and Qi Siyu would be happy forever.