Transmigrated as the Scumbag Alpha of a Cold Movie Queen - Chapter 89

Faced with Gu Qing’s confession once again, Qi Siyu naturally accepted it with joy.

With that settled, both of them felt like a weight had been lifted from their hearts.

Now, the most pressing matter was to bring Song Xinglin back safely.

After carrying out a decoy operation, Qi Siyu handed the medicine over to Gu Qing.

The “Gland Marrow Heart” was a sesame-sized pellet that had to be implanted near the gland through a minor surgical incision to be effective.

Gu Qing somehow managed to convince Gu Junsi to approve the use of this uncertified drug, allowing doctors to proceed with the operation on Song Xinglin.

As Song Xinglin’s vitals steadily improved, Gu Junsi finally relaxed—and promptly fainted.

Startled, Qi Siyu rushed to catch him but failed; Gu Junsi collapsed directly onto the floor.

It was then that Qi Siyu noticed just how dark the circles under his eyes were—clearly, he hadn’t slept at all since Song Xinglin’s accident. “They’re really close,” she muttered.

“We are too,” Gu Qing said calmly.

“Uh…” Qi Siyu wanted to clarify that wasn’t what she meant, but she quite liked Gu Qing’s statement. In the end, she just chuckled sheepishly. “Let’s get someone to move Uncle to a bed.”

Gu Qing nodded and called in a nurse.

Even with professional care present, Gu Qing stayed in the room, pulling Qi Siyu to sit down and wait for the two patients to wake up.

Surprisingly, Song Xinglin was the first to regain consciousness. She looked a little dazed at first, but when she saw Gu Qing, her face lit up. “A-Qing, you’re here?”

She tried to sit up but didn’t have the strength, and accidentally brushed against someone next to her. Turning her head, she was shocked to see Gu Junsi. “Gu Junsi? What happened to you?!”

“He’s fine. Dad was just exhausted. He stayed up taking care of you and finally relaxed once he knew you were safe,” Gu Qing explained gently.

“That’s good… I’m okay now?” Song Xinglin’s groggy mind tried to catch up. “Wasn’t my gland failing? How long has it been? How was I cured?”

“It’s been just over two days. Qi Siyu brought the medicine that saved you. You’ll still need observation and recovery, though.” Gu Qing made sure to give credit where it was due.

She knew that Song Xinglin held a grudge against the original Qi Siyu for various reasons. What Song Xinglin didn’t know was that the soul inside Qi Siyu had changed. Gu Qing didn’t intend to explain it either.

Now that Qi Siyu had saved her life, Song Xinglin would be forced to change her attitude.

Gu Qing also planned to have a private talk with her. She could choose not to support their relationship, but she absolutely could not interfere anymore.

Song Xinglin understood the message. She rubbed her forehead, then glanced at Gu Qing and Qi Siyu’s interlocked hands before landing her gaze on the visibly tense Qi Siyu.

“…Thank you. I’ll properly repay you once things settle down.”

“No need, no need. As long as Gu Qing’s happy, that’s all that matters.” Qi Siyu subtly made her stance clear: Gu Qing was the only reason she wanted a peaceful relationship with Song Xinglin.

Feeling her hand gently squeezed, Qi Siyu looked down, then up at Gu Qing, grinning like a fool. Life was good.

Open and honest—what a joy!

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They didn’t stay long. Three days later, Song Xinglin was discharged, and the group boarded a flight home.

Back home, things quickly became busy—especially for Qi Siyu. As the director, she’d be fully immersed in post-production and promotions.

On top of that, she had a mission to carry. Qi Siyu couldn’t afford to slack off.

They arrived home late at night. The next morning, Qi Siyu was already at the company.

It was the first time she’d set foot in HotSun Entertainment since entering the novel.

As a fairly well-established multimedia company, its headquarters occupied floors 23 to 30 in a central downtown office building.

Previously, she hadn’t planned on getting involved. After all, she had no experience as a CEO, and the team of VPs and assistants had been doing just fine on their own.

But now things had changed. This company was essential to helping Gu Qing reach the top.

Originally, she’d casually picked Meng Changyao as Gu Qing’s agent. In the novel, after Gu Qing terminated her contract with HotSun, she got a new manager anyway.

Qi Siyu’s plan was to recruit Gu Qing’s future team members directly from the original story, add some internal talent, and build the perfect team.

Today, she was here to set that plan in motion.

Gu Qing used to walk the high-end route—mostly films, occasional TV dramas, and very little commercial work.

But Qi Siyu believed that to boost her national profile, endorsements and commercials were essential.

Some celebrities became household names through a single iconic ad. Not everyone watches TV or scrolls through social media, but even a glance at a billboard can make someone memorable.

The detailed strategy would be developed by professionals—that’s what they were paid for, after all.

When Meng Changyao heard about the plan, she was excited—until she found out another agent would be involved. Then, she wasn’t thrilled.

“A single artist with two agents? She’s not even part of a group.”

Qi Siyu couldn’t be bothered to explain. “Either do the job, or I’ll replace you. I want Gu Qing to become a global top star.”

“If you choose to stay on her team, all your other artists will be reassigned. Ten minutes to decide.”

The phrase “global top star” was too tempting. Meng Changyao wanted to say yes, but devoting herself entirely to Gu Qing was hard to accept.

While she pondered, Qi Siyu worked with her assistant to send out the recruitment notice.

The system was tasked with tracking down the original team members from the novel.

The system complained: “Host, seriously? Not even a little compensation? TAT”

“Aren’t I doing this for energy? Don’t you benefit too?” Qi Siyu replied coldly.

Whimpering, the system resigned itself to its unpaid labor.

Meng Changyao eventually chose to stay. She would oversee the first round of candidate selection. Once she had a shortlist, Qi Siyu and Gu Qing would step in.

Naturally, this internal recruitment stirred dissatisfaction—especially among the current top stars. Diverting company resources to Gu Qing would inevitably mean fewer for them.

Qi Siyu responded by opening up contract termination options. Anyone who wanted to leave could go. Those who stayed wouldn’t be treated unfairly.

She was merely selecting some company staff—not touching existing resource allocations.

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Back at Lichun Garden, Gu Qing was preparing to “stick” to Qi Siyu as much as possible, hoping to accumulate enough intimacy points to redeem the [Soul Cloak].

Gu Qing was a fast learner. She’d never explored the… domestic intimacy side of relationships before, but now that there was a need, she was eager to study.

Before falling asleep last night, she had been mentally rehearsing some “morning wake-up techniques” she’d secretly picked up—even practicing in her dreams.

Upon waking, she instinctively reached out to hug the person beside her—but her arms found only air.

Her eyes flew open, and she sat up, looking around.

No sign of Qi Siyu—not even on the floor.

Gu Qing quickly got up. As she moved, the ribbon of her “battle attire” slipped off her smooth shoulder, revealing a tantalizing glimpse—sadly wasted without the intended audience.

The bathroom showed signs of use, and the clothes prepared the night before were gone. Qi Siyu had clearly left.

As she dressed, Gu Qing wondered, Where did she go this early in the morning?

Then she remembered she had a phone. Sure enough, there was a message from Qi Siyu:

“I’m at the company discussing the team setup. Might not be back for lunch 💗 See you tonight 💗”

Gu Qing felt both disappointed and relieved.

She was a little insecure—like a student unprepared for an exam.

Now that the “test” was delayed, she felt saved.

She replied: “Okay.” Then frowned—it sounded too stiff. She added another message: “I’ll be waiting for you~”

Qi Siyu instantly replied with a meme: [Roar.jpg] and reminded Gu Qing to drink her supplements after breakfast.

Gu Qing started to type “Mhm,” but paused. She deleted it, opened her emoji library—made up entirely of stickers saved from her chats with Qi Siyu—and selected her favorite from the “jealous lemon” series: [Happy.jpg]

Qi Siyu was stunned. Gu Qing sent a meme? This was a first!

She was delighted—smugly thinking that her love had nurtured this adorable side of Gu Qing.

They exchanged a few more playful memes before Gu Qing was called to eat, and Qi Siyu went back to work.

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After breakfast, Gu Qing returned to the bedroom and locked the door.

She was still on recovery leave, thanks to the supplements that had helped her bounce back so quickly after her gland marrow was extracted.

Still, Qi Siyu and Gu Xiaoling insisted she rest for two more days.

And that meant more time… to study.

Gu Qing had been scouring the internet for intimacy education. But thanks to the national “clean web” initiative, most content was censored.

Text-based guides would start with preparation like brushing teeth, then abruptly stop—replaced with euphemisms like “a night of spring,” “a gust of spring breeze,” or “this and that.”

Videos were even worse—just vague intros with zero substance.

Erotic novels were gone entirely. Even kissing scenes were just lip bumps.

Luckily, Gu Qing had added a few contacts who claimed to sell educational materials last night.

But since it was still early, no one had responded.

After half an hour, her phone finally pinged—several times in a row.

She opened the messages—only to find explicit, distasteful photos followed by requests to join paid groups.

Despite her discomfort, Gu Qing paid—because she believed in paying for knowledge.

But once inside, she found herself in a cesspool of vulgar comments about secretly taken photos of random Omega passersby.

The so-called study material? Just straight-up porn—zero educational value.

Gu Qing reported the group for false advertising and indecency without hesitation.

She did the same for the rest of them.

Afterward, she rubbed her temples, exhausted.

Then she had an idea: ask the “seniors.”

Su Ningmo and Gao Li were both shocked when Gu Qing asked for help.

Su Ningmo thought, So the cool Miss Gu also considers her partner’s needs? Sweet!

Gao Li teased, Wow, confession really changed her!

Both sent her massive zip files. Su Ningmo had secretly copied hers from Su Ningqing’s computer. Gao Li had compiled hers personally over time.

Turns out, no matter what you’re studying, having a good teacher is essential.

The phone screen was too small, so Gu Qing brought out her laptop, put on her glasses, and dove into her lessons.

The screen’s faint glow reflected in her smoky grey eyes. Her expression was serious—filled with both awe and a thirst for knowledge.

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When Qi Siyu got home, she called out for Gu Qing—but got no response.

She checked the kitchen, then moved to the bedroom.

The door wouldn’t open.

Qi Siyu froze.

She knocked. Inside, Gu Qing—wearing headphones—was still watching educational videos and didn’t hear.

Qi Siyu panicked. What if something happened?

Her hands trembled as she fumbled for the spare key.

She unlocked the door—and saw Gu Qing’s back and the content on her screen.