The Awakened Cannon Fodder Beauty [Quick Transmigration] 89

Chapter 89: The Vicious Supporting Female Character in a Romance Novel (42)

◎”What on earth does Gu Lanqiu want to do?”◎

Jiang Mengyu said this sentence and then continued to wipe her hair. By the time she had wiped the ends of her hair until they were no longer dripping, she turned her head and saw that Gu Lanqiu was staring at her.

The other party’s slightly red eyes seemed to have many suppressed, dark emotions.

Gu Lanqiu did not speak, but Jiang Mengyu had already seen what she wanted to say. The mature and beautiful face of the person in front of her seemed to be full of pleading.

She was silently pleading with Jiang Mengyu not to be so cold, so cruel.

Jiang Mengyu saw it very clearly, but in the end, she just silently put down the towel in her hand.

The faint light in Gu Lanqiu’s eyes was completely extinguished.

That night, the two of them did not do anything else. Gu Lanqiu even, contrary to her usual self, did not hold Jiang Mengyu tightly. She just looked at her with her dark, lightless eyes.

Even after the lights were turned off and they were preparing to sleep, Jiang Mengyu could still feel the sticky and cold gaze lingering on her for a long time.

The false harmony between the two of them was broken, and the atmosphere once again became stiff and dull.

Jiang Mengyu knew that Gu Lanqiu was not asleep. On the contrary, the kitten by the pillow was sleeping soundly, completely unaware that its two owners had had a fight again.

Gu Lanqiu got up just as the sky was getting bright.

She got up and got dressed. The moment she opened the door, she couldn’t help but turn to look at Jiang Mengyu, but she found that she had already woken up at some point and was quietly looking at her.

Gu Lanqiu subconsciously tightened her grip on the doorknob, her voice strained. “Did I wake you up?”

“No.”

It was because when Gu Lanqiu had insomnia, she also couldn’t sleep.

Jiang Mengyu only said this one sentence and did not speak again.

Gu Lanqiu did not understand what she meant. The room was too dim, and from a few meters away, Gu Lanqiu could not see the expression in her eyes clearly.

But she could feel the subtle atmosphere that lingered around the two of them.

This was the first time Gu Lanqiu had left in half a month.

A number of complicated thoughts flashed through her mind. Gu Lanqiu thought in a daze, would Jiang Mengyu take this opportunity to leave?

Perhaps she had long been tired of being with her and was just waiting for this opportunity to run away, which was why she had woken up so quickly.

Gu Lanqiu really wanted to ask Jiang Mengyu if she still hated her very much, but the words seemed to be stuck in her throat, and she could not spit out half a word for a long time.

No one would like a person who had imprisoned them.

Jiang Mengyu’s attitude during this period of time was enough to explain everything.

Gu Lanqiu’s heart felt as if it had been frozen. She always seemed to be doing the wrong thing. The more she desperately tried to hold on, the more she couldn’t.

Perhaps she really should give Jiang Mengyu a chance to choose.

At the end of their gaze, Gu Lanqiu was the first to slightly avert her eyes. “I’m leaving.”

Jiang Mengyu was teasing the cat. Hearing this, she replied carelessly, “Mmm.”

Gu Lanqiu left. The room once again fell into silence. Jiang Mengyu turned to look at the painting in the corner, her gaze fixed, deep and difficult to distinguish.

Before, when Gu Lanqiu was around, she would occasionally read the storybook to Jiang Mengyu. Although most of the time Jiang Mengyu had no reaction, Gu Lanqiu was still happy to do so.

When she left, the room suddenly seemed to have become much emptier.

Jiang Mengyu yawned. Her wrists were empty, and the golden chain was casually thrown on the pillow.

Gu Lanqiu had not returned Jiang Mengyu’s phone to her. She had been out of contact for half a month. It was hard to say for others, but Mrs. Jiang and Zhou Xinying should be very curious to know where she had gone.

Gu Lanqiu never talked to Jiang Mengyu about these things, but Jiang Mengyu could see that she was getting more and more anxious day by day. She was so anxious that even if Jiang Mengyu was sleeping next to her, held tightly in her arms, she would still have insomnia.

The physical satisfaction could no longer alleviate the suppressed emotions in Gu Lanqiu’s heart.

Gu Lanqiu needed an opportunity to break the stalemate, and so did Jiang Mengyu.

“Little Ai,” Jiang Mengyu called out casually.

“I’m here.”

“Today’s weather.”

“Reporting to master, it will rain in your area today. The probability of precipitation is 90%. Please remember to bring an umbrella when you go out.”

Jiang Mengyu turned to look out the window. The gray sky was hanging high overhead, and the mountains were half-hidden in the hazy mist, looking exceptionally lonely and quiet.

It really looked like it was going to rain.

Because she had shown no interest, Gu Lanqiu had not said in the end what she was going out to do.

But Jiang Mengyu remembered that the original novel had mentioned that during this period of time, Gu Lanqiu had two very important contracts to sign. Unfortunately, because she had had a car accident in the original novel, these two cooperation projects had ended up with nothing in the end.

The meeting places agreed upon by the two partners were different, but it only took a little over two hours by plane to get there from S City. Adding the time for on-site inspection, if nothing unexpected happened, Gu Lanqiu should be able to get back before dark.

Jiang Mengyu did nothing all day, and there was no sign of her wanting to run away. Gu Lanqiu had opened the surveillance footage several times, and she was still in her room.

Her reaction made Gu Lanqiu a little uncertain again, but the sentence “there’s still half a month left” kept echoing in her ear, like a knife hanging over her head that was about to fall, making her anxious and uneasy.

The sky gradually darkened, and the wind began to blow outside. The leaves were rustling, forming a swaying light and shadow on the window.

Jiang Mengyu was holding the cat and sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, calculating the time of Gu Lanqiu’s return in her heart. Seeing that time was passing by minute by minute, the door was still quiet.

031 couldn’t help but suspect that there was a problem with the Host’s speculation.

[It’s raining so heavily. Will Gu Lanqiu really come back?]

Could it be that she had been hit too hard by the Host, so she had decided to give her the cold shoulder for a few days?

Anyway, Gu Lanqiu had not done such a thing before.

Jiang Mengyu’s face was placid, but her tone was certain.

“She won’t.”

…

Gu Lanqiu had just gotten off the plane. It was almost 9:30 when she arrived in S City.

Just as she walked out of the airport hall, it suddenly started to rain heavily outside, smashing on the ground. The entire city was instantly soaked in the rain.

Gu Lanqiu’s already gloomy mood became even more low because of the heavy rain.

Jiang Mengyu’s two departures were both related to a rainy night. From then on, Gu Lanqiu had hated the rain.

The night sky was heavy overhead, and the cold wind, wrapped in the rain, rushed at her, making it almost impossible for Gu Lanqiu to breathe.

Secretary Zhao had specially arranged for Old Liu to pick her up, but Gu Lanqiu did not immediately get into the car. She stared at the heavy rain in front of her with an unreadable expression, her thoughts unknown.

Just as Old Liu was about to remind her not to catch a cold from the cold wind, she suddenly turned her head and held out her hand to him. “Give me the keys.”

Old Liu hesitated for a moment. “This… it’s raining so heavily. It’s not safe for you to drive alone.”

Gu Lanqiu did not speak, only looking at Old Liu with her dark and heavy eyes, her aura cold and oppressive.

Old Liu gritted his teeth and, in the end, still gave her the keys.

He watched as Gu Lanqiu bent down and got into the driver’s seat. Only after the car had driven away did he quickly call Secretary Zhao.

“CEO Gu is driving alone. Looking at her, I’m a little worried.”

It wasn’t that he wasn’t worried about Gu Lanqiu’s driving skills, but that he was afraid that because of her bad mood, something would happen on the road.

Secretary Zhao’s heart tightened. He knew that Gu Lanqiu was probably going to find Jiang Mengyu, but why did she have to insist on driving herself?

With Gu Lanqiu’s personality, if she really didn’t want Old Liu to know, she should have vetoed the proposal of having him pick her up when Secretary Zhao had asked for her opinion a few days ago, instead of going back on her word now.

At this thought, a hint of unease suddenly appeared in Secretary Zhao’s heart.

What on earth did Gu Lanqiu want to do?