Transmigrated as the Scumbag Alpha of a Cold Movie Queen - Chapter 85

When Gu Qing woke up early in the morning, the familiar presence beside her was gone. Even the warmth on the sheets had dissipated, suggesting the person had left a while ago.

She sat up, trying to clear her head. A faint smile played at the corners of her lips, and a gentle softness glimmered in her smoky gray eyes.

When her grandmother was still alive, Gu Qing would always have longevity noodles, poached eggs, and a soft, sweet birthday cake on her birthday.

Later, her management company would organize birthday parties for her, and Xiaoling and Gao Li would carefully prepare thoughtful gifts.

To Gu Qing, birthdays had always been beautiful occasions—but she had never looked forward to one quite like this.

After freshening up, she checked her phone and found it flooded with birthday wishes on WeChat. Her Weibo fan group was even more lively.

Huh? Why is it trending? And it’s the top trend?

#HappyBirthdayGuQing is blowing up.

Curious, she tapped into the trending topic and saw a series of videos showing LED billboards on subways and iconic buildings across various major cities, all celebrating Gu Qing’s birthday. Fans had edited video tributes, shared blessings, and even composed original birthday songs for her.

Such a grand gesture—it could only be the work of Gu Junsi and Song Xinglin.

Qi Siyu had invited both of them to her birthday party, but they declined, citing prior engagements. They promised to celebrate her Gregorian birthday later instead.

Gu Qing found Song Xinglin’s chat and sent her a simple message:

“Thank you.”

After a pause, she added:

“I really liked it.”

Song Xinglin replied:

“As long as you liked it. Happy birthday.”

Then another message:

“Happy birthday, from Dad.”

“Mhm.”

Gu Qing’s heart felt warm. As she stepped out of the bedroom, she saw Qi Siyu busying herself in the kitchen.

Xiaoling was directing her, occasionally shouting, “Idiot!”

“Gu-jie, you’re up! Hang on a bit—we just need one more poached egg. Qi Siyu’s so clumsy, every time an egg hits the water it turns into egg drop soup.”

Qi Siyu let out a sheepish laugh. “Almost done! This one looks like it’s holding together.”

“Mhm.” Gu Qing took a seat at the dining table.

“Hurry up! The egg passed quality check—now drop the noodles!” Xiaoling was having the time of her life this morning. No matter how much she scolded Qi Siyu, there was no pushback.

A single long noodle slid into the boiling water. Qi Siyu immediately started the timer and pulled it out with a skimmer exactly one minute later.

“Birthday girl, your longevity noodles are ready~” Qi Siyu placed the bowl in front of Gu Qing. The steam turned her cheeks a rosy red, and joy sparkled in her eyes.

“Thank you.” Gu Qing’s voice was noticeably warmer than usual.

The noodles were thin and slurpable. Gu Qing tried her best not to break them as she ate, looking so adorable that Qi Siyu couldn’t take her eyes off her—she even forgot to sit down.

Waking up early to make those noodles had been totally worth it.

“Here, drink your egg drop soup.” Xiaoling brought over a large bowl for Qi Siyu, brimming with uneven pieces—big and small, thick and thin.

These were the sacrificial remains of Gu Qing’s not-so-perfect poached egg.

“Mmm, tasty.” Qi Siyu grunted. Now that Xiaoling had been useful, she could drop the pleasantries—classic case of using the donkey and killing it once the mill is done.

She took a big gulp. “Cough, cough! Did you forget the salt? It’s totally bland!”

Xiaoling burst out laughing. “Season it yourself!”

Listening to the two bicker while nibbling on her slightly flawed egg, Gu Qing felt unusually lighthearted and at ease.

Once breakfast was over, the three of them headed out to get Gu Qing styled for the day.

The company had organized a luncheon fan meeting—all expenses covered, including flights and hotels for fans from out of town.

The only catch? You had to be lucky enough to win a spot. Entry requirements included being a fan for at least three years and reaching Level 12 on the supertopic forum.

For fans who didn’t win, there was a live stream so they could still be part of the celebration.

There were only 200 available spots. With Gu Qing’s near 100 million followers, anyone who made the cut was truly the luckiest of the lucky.

In addition, Gu Qing’s top fans and those who had recently traveled to her hometown to help gather evidence during a critical time were also invited.

Everyone came.

As soon as Gu Qing stepped out of the car, she was greeted by fans holding banners.

She raised her hand in greeting, her gaze softening.

“Happy birthday, jiejie!”

“Wishing you eternal youth and health!”

“May you always be happy and loved!”

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“Thank you. Let’s all be happy together.” Gu Qing replied happily.

Fans crowded around Gu Qing as she made her way into the banquet hall.

Gu Qing and Xiaoling didn’t squeeze into the fan crowd—it was the fans’ moment now. Friends would get their time later.

Hmph, even though I’m a fan too, I’ll be generous and let them have it, Qi Siyu thought smugly.

The birthday event was well-planned: six fans would be randomly chosen to give blessings face-to-face, followed by Gu Qing’s thank-you speech and a song, then lunch, post-meal games, and finally signed photos or posters for everyone. The whole event was expected to end around 2 PM.

Other than a few fans who got overly emotional and nearly hyperventilated, the celebration went smoothly.

But when did Gu Qing learn a new song? And such a beautiful one at that? Qi Siyu sat in the audience, completely immersed.

It seemed to be a love song—one Qi Siyu had never heard before.

When Gu Qing’s gaze swept toward her, Qi Siyu’s face turned red on instinct. She couldn’t shake the feeling that the song was meant for her.

But when she looked around, the other fans were equally dazzled, giddy with pink bubbles of excitement.

Obviously, the song was for the fans. Great, now even more fans are gonna start calling her their wife, Qi Siyu thought, a little sour.

The system was nervous, but when Gu Qing finished her song and Qi Siyu didn’t call it out, it relaxed.

Last night, after Qi Siyu had fallen asleep, Gu Qing had asked the system for that singing-enhancement item Qi Siyu had once used on a variety show—the Nightingale Elixir.

Faced with the heroine’s coercion and sweet-talking, the system had no defense.

It had previously tempted Qi Siyu into a lucky draw while she was drunk. Qi Siyu had never checked her inventory, so the system had taken one of the top-tier items she’d won, added some energy to it, and gave it to Gu Qing as a Nightingale Elixir.

Otherwise, how could Gu Qing possibly sing so well?

The system couldn’t believe Qi Siyu was still so oblivious. Gu Qing basically confessed—how can you not suspect anything?

But since Qi Siyu had never imagined Gu Qing might actually like her, she simply dismissed the love song as fan service. As the party continued, she eagerly prepared to win a signed poster.

The company had packaged everything into gift boxes and arranged them on three “gift trees.”

Each table had to play rock-paper-scissors. Winners could go up and pick a gift from the tree.

Qi Siyu didn’t plan to cheat—she’d win fair and square.

She was sitting at the staff table. Xiaoling won the first round, followed by an assistant.

Five people remained. Qi Siyu was sweating with anticipation.

Under the table, Gu Qing suddenly gave her hand a little squeeze. “Here, a bit of good luck for you.”

Qi Siyu gulped. The spot where Gu Qing touched her felt like it had been burned. Even though it was just a second, the warmth lingered in her chest.

With this kind of treatment, who even needs a gift? This is the best gift!

Still, not wanting to waste Gu Qing’s blessing, she switched to using her “lucky” left hand.

“Rock, paper, scissors!”

“Oh my god, I won!” Qi Siyu stood up with a loud laugh.

“Go ahead,” Gu Qing looked up at her, smiling.

Qi Siyu swallowed hard. Just looking at Gu Qing made her feel weak—so sweet and tempting.

“I’m going.” Her throat was dry, and she quickly chugged some orange juice before hurrying toward the gift tree.

All the boxes looked the same, so there was no telling what was inside—she had to go with her gut.

Qi Siyu had a target in mind: the Q-version box with a lemon peel design at the top of the tree.

Thanks to her height, she reached it easily.

“Ahhh, President Qi! You’re taking our gifts too?!”

“Yeah! Can’t Gu Qing just write you a personal one backstage?”

“Ahhh, are you sure there’s nothing going on between you two? You even came to her birthday party!”

…

People were saying all sorts of things, but Qi Siyu only responded to the first question:

“Because I’m a Cuckoo too! There was no manipulation behind the scenes!”

For some reason, a group of fans nearby let out high-pitched screams, covering their mouths in excitement.

Qi Siyu had no idea what was going on in their heads, so she simply stopped thinking about it and happily carried her prize back to her seat.

After the birthday event officially ended, everyone headed off to the next location.

In the car, Qi Siyu opened her gift.

To her immense luck, she had drawn a promotional photo from Which Me Do You Love, and it featured Gu Qing’s seductive second personality.

In the image, Gu Qing lounged at a bar in a form-fitting black camisole. One hand lazily swirled a wine glass, while the other held her fingers—index and middle—against her red lips as if blowing a kiss straight at the camera.

Aaaaahhh!! Qi Siyu almost couldn’t hold it in—she nearly had another nosebleed from excitement.

Still, she had improved. These days, she woke up with Gu Qing in her arms more often than not, so she managed to stifle the nosebleed, though her mouth was unbearably dry.

Once she calmed down, Qi Siyu looked at Gu Qing’s autograph.

Maybe to match the character’s personality, but the final hook in the character Qing was drawn in the shape of a heart.

Just like that, Qi Siyu’s own heart was hooked.

Being Gu Qing’s fan really is the happiest thing in the world.

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Elsewhere, Su Ningmo—who hadn’t been lucky enough to draw a prize—was eagerly waiting for Gu Qing to arrive.

Gu Qing had invited her to join directly, but Su Ningmo felt too self-conscious. She wasn’t a lucky draw winner, nor an old-time fan. What if people talked?

Still, she was Gu Qing’s friend. How many fans could actually say they were friends with their idol?

She was just really craving one of the gifts from the final segment of the party. If only she could buy one for a high price!

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The second venue was an amusement park.

It was one of Su Ningqing’s properties—set for a soft launch, but not yet officially open.

When Gu Qing asked to host her birthday party there, Su Ningqing immediately agreed.

Later, Qi Siyu also reached out with the same request—wanting to keep it a surprise from Gu Qing. Su Ningqing didn’t know what kind of games these two were playing, but she went along with it.

In truth, Gu Xiaoling deserved the real credit. If she hadn’t repeatedly hinted that Gu Qing had always wanted to go to an amusement park for her birthday but never got to, Qi Siyu would’ve held the party in some boring hotel.

The amusement park was in the suburbs, so it was quite a drive. Along the way, everyone reclined their seats and dozed off for a bit.

By the time they arrived, Gao Li and her partner, Gu Lulu, Su Ningmo, and Su Ningqing were already waiting at the entrance.

As soon as Gu Qing got out of the car, everyone popped their party cannons. A flurry of confetti rained down as they all shouted in unison:

“Happy Birthday!”

“Thank you,” Gu Qing replied with a smile.

“Come on, come on, let’s go in!” Qi Siyu took the lead as the guide.

They all hopped onto the amusement park’s sightseeing tram.

Gu Qing discreetly pulled out a gift box and passed it to Su Ningqing.

Su Ningqing mouthed a “thank you” in return.

At the back of the tram, Su Ningqing leaned close to Su Ningmo and whispered, “Babe, give me a kiss and I’ll show you a magic trick.”

Su Ningmo immediately clamped a hand over her mouth, stealing a glance at Gu Qing in the row ahead, afraid of embarrassing herself in front of her idol. “Wait till we’re home!”

“Really? But I think you want it right now.” Su Ningqing grinned, pulling a gift box from behind her back. “Here, the very last one from the gift tree.”

Su Ningmo’s eyes widened in disbelief as she carefully took the box and examined it.

“It’s real. Your idol just handed it to me,” Su Ningqing said proudly, waiting for her kiss.

But instead, Su Ningmo burst into tears and hugged Gu Qing from behind. “Wuuu… You’re amazing, big sis. Being your fan and your friend is the best feeling in the world!”

Gu Qing was startled. Though her expression didn’t change much, she did glance over at Su Ningqing—whose face had darkened like a thundercloud. It was pretty amusing.

“We’re friends,” Gu Qing said gently. “And this was actually arranged by Miss Su. No need to thank me.”

“I know, I just feel so lucky. You saved one just for me—meeting you is my real lucky moment!” Su Ningmo was beyond thrilled.

Su Ningqing’s teeth were grinding from jealousy. As they got off the tram, she even bumped into Qi Siyu on purpose. “Tell your wife to tone down the charm, would you!”

“She’s not my wife!” Qi Siyu had explained this countless times, but Su Ningqing just never believed her.

Still, “Being Gu Qing’s fan is really the happiest thing,” she mumbled.

Once Su Ningmo had calmed down, she turned her attention back to Su Ningqing and the two fell behind. Su Ningmo tried every way to soothe her.

Qi Siyu lagged a step behind Gu Qing, staring at her silhouette.

Su Ningqing’s voice echoed in her head—“your wife.”

She always said that: “your wife.” No matter how many times Qi Siyu explained, she wouldn’t change.

Qi Siyu couldn’t help imagining:

What if I met Gu Qing in the real world?

Even if she was fated to be alone, she’d still want to make Gu Qing her wife.

But here, trapped in a fictional world… even if it would take decades to complete her mission, Qi Siyu couldn’t forget about her parents and family back home.

If she had to go back someday, then falling for Gu Qing now would only make her a scumbag.

She shook her head, pushing those thoughts away, then quickened her pace to walk side by side with Gu Qing.

With a bright smile, she asked, “Guess what we’re doing first?”

Gu Qing looked ahead at the carousel and shook her head honestly. “No idea.”

“Hehe, we’re riding the carousel!” Qi Siyu declared proudly, swaying as she spoke. “Step one of your princess journey—get on your white horse!”

Gu Qing looked at her serious expression and couldn’t help but smile, her eyes curving. “Okay.”

Qi Siyu’s heart was pounding like crazy—it was going to leap right out of her chest.

Aaaahhhhhh!! Gu Qing just smiled! She smiled!!

It wasn’t a big grin—just a gentle curl of her eyes and brows, like a glacier catching a sunbeam, melting into a tender spring breeze.

They all got on the carousel. Qi Siyu leaned her cheek against the pole, her mind still stuck on Gu Qing’s soft smile.

She had her dream material for tonight.

After the carousel came bumper cars—letting Gu Qing relive a bit of childhood fun.

Then, they moved into the fairytale castle to play hide-and-seek.

“We each hide with a gift. If you find us, you get the gift and a personal blessing!” Qi Siyu announced proudly, thinking her idea was simply brilliant.

Gu Qing nodded. “Sounds good.”

During the five-minute hiding period, Qi Siyu took position behind a pillar just three meters away.

As soon as Gu Qing took off her blindfold, she spotted her. “Got you.”

“Hehe, you’re good! Come get your first gift,” Qi Siyu said.

Gu Qing tilted her head. “First?”

“Yup! I’ve prepared seven gifts for you in this round. So I have seven lives!” Qi Siyu said, placing down a red gift box before running off.

Gu Qing gazed at the box, her eyes softening.

She placed it aside carefully and continued her search.

The castle had three floors. Finding people wasn’t hard, but the anticipation and tension of the search was the most beautiful part.

Each time someone was found, they gave their gift and went next door to cook their signature dish.

Taste didn’t matter—what counted was the heart.

One by one, Gu Qing found everyone.

Only one person was left.

Only one gift remained.

Where could it be? Gu Qing wondered.

She wandered the castle slowly, taking the stairs step by step.

For some reason, she felt the final gift must be hidden at the top.

Images of sea cliffs, soft breezes, and delicate roses flitted through her mind.

When she reached the rooftop terrace, the evening summer breeze was unusually gentle.

Qi Siyu was sitting beside the railing, surrounded by blooming roses—more colorful and lively than any flower field.

“Happy Birthday!” she said, holding out the last gift box.

Inside were handmade treasures: a phone case, a sachet, paper flowers, fairy lights…

Every item was filled with her heart.

And in that moment, Gu Qing suddenly realized—

She didn’t need to wait for the Ferris wheel.

The setting sun burned gold across the sky. Flowers blossomed in full glory. The breeze whispered at her ear.

And the person she liked was right in front of her.

Gu Qing stepped forward quickly, stood on tiptoe, and kissed Qi Siyu on the lips.

“I like you. Be my girlfriend.”