Pretending To Be Affectionate [Transmigration] - Chapter 46

[I’m back in Z Country.]

It was 11 p.m. The flight from M Country to Hong Kong City was five minutes from takeoff.

The beautiful flight attendant in the front was smiling professionally, checking each passenger’s luggage and seatbelt one by one.

Using the last five minutes before takeoff, Ling Yu turned sideways, her back to Gu Qing.

Her slender fingers tapped on the chat box. After a long pause, she drafted a vague farewell message and then sent it to all her recently contacted friends in a group message.

Perhaps because Gu Qing was sitting just an arm’s length away, the proximity was too close.

The woman’s scent clearly wafted into her nostrils, asserting her presence.

Ling Yu felt a bit disgusted. Thinking about the kick she had given her earlier, it seemed incredibly childish in retrospect.

She might have overreacted. Ling Yu was quite afraid that Gu Qing would misunderstand her again.

She wasn’t the type to go back to an ex.

Normally, for something like what just happened, Ling Yu would smile and press her hand against the other person’s chest, telling her, “Scream all you want. I want to sit here.”

But the person was Gu Qing.

Ling Yu didn’t want to joke with her like this. Gu Qing would likely see her past clingy behavior and assume she was a shameless nuisance again, which wouldn’t be surprising. And her reaction just now was no different from being unreasonably angry and humiliated.

Ling Yu felt a pang of regret.

Keep your distance was Ling Yu’s only thought toward Gu Qing right now.

But their seats were close. It wasn’t something Ling Yu could achieve just by thinking about it. Sometimes, an unconscious glance would meet the woman’s ice-blue eyes.

Ling Yu was worried that if she looked at her with an uncertain gaze, the other party might, as she had done a few minutes ago, mistakenly believe that she still held feelings for her. That would be absolutely ridiculous.

So, she simply focused on her phone to divert her attention. She didn’t expect anyone to reply to her farewell message this late.

But not long after the message was sent, she quickly received two unread messages.

Q: [Got it.]

Q: [Have a safe trip.]

The black night outside held a hint of lonely coldness.

The time difference meant it was around 5 a.m. in Z Country.

Ling Yu vaguely remembered that every time she sent Q a message, the other party would reply quickly.

No matter how late or how early.

She recalled the first three months after she arrived in M Country, when the language barrier was a problem.

Once, she ran into trouble while handling paperwork outside. Her classmates were in class. No one answered her phone.

In frustration, Ling Yu sent Q a voice message.

When the other party answered the phone.

She heard Q lower her voice and say hoarsely, “Meeting paused.”

Ling Yu needed to solve the problem immediately, so she didn’t have time to ask Q what she was doing. Remembering it now, the other party must have been in a meeting at that time.

An online older sister who would pause a meeting for her. Ling Yu thought that the other party probably cherished her like a daughter.

Ling Yu hesitated for a second. She lowered her head and typed a sentence in the chat box: [Sister, let’s meet up when I get back. I want to buy you dinner…]

About ten seconds after Ling Yu sent the message, she didn’t receive a reply from the other party. Instead, there was a “crack” sound beside her, and a heavy object hit the floor.

The sound of a shattered screen interrupted Ling Yu’s thought process.

Ling Yu tilted her head. The woman beside her had straightened up at some point, her clear eyes staring blankly at the floor.

And at her feet lay the tragically shattered phone.

Ling Yu glanced at it lazily and turned away, losing interest.

The well-trained flight attendant walked up to their row, stood in the aisle, and bent down to ask Gu Qing if she needed help.

Ling Yu only heard Gu Qing give a cold reply, asking the flight attendant for a pack of wet wipes.

Ten seconds later, when Ling Yu’s peripheral vision glanced over again, she only saw that the shattered phone was held in Gu Qing’s slender fingers. The woman lowered her eyes, seeming lost in thought.

She was slowly and meticulously wiping the broken screen with a wet wipe wrapped around her finger.

Ling Yu was internally amazed.

If 008 hadn’t been unbound and could still talk to her.

She would have liked to ask if their system had mistakenly chosen the wrong person.

A stingy person like Gu Qing is the female lead of a level-up novel with no male romantic partner?

She was so stingy that she wouldn’t even throw away a shattered phone. The female lead’s persona was the worst in Ling Yu’s novel-reading career.

Ling Yu didn’t get a reply from Q. The flight attendant not far away repeatedly reminded passengers to keep their phones turned off.

Ling Yu decided not to wait. She would check the reply after landing.

She reclined her seat, faced the window, and closed her eyes.

Ten minutes later, she fell asleep without any trouble.

Just as Ling Yu had said when she left two years ago, when she and Gu Qing met again, it would be a clean break, with no lingering resentment.

Ling Yu didn’t need to spare Gu Qing any extra glances. Even though the other party was sitting right next to her, her presence was so strong that she could sense the blend of cool, clear scent and tobacco just by breathing.

But so what?

Ling Yu only met Gu Qing when she was at her wit’s end, and she clung to her desperately to survive. In the clinging, there was a faint appreciation, and more excess emotion. Perhaps after their skin-to-skin encounter that night, she remembered the other person’s silk-like cold back, her smooth buttocks, and her suppressed, restrained eyes…

Gu Qing was a woman kissed by God.

Every inch of her skin and bones was so perfect that it made one want to conquer her. Anyone would feel the impulse to conquer her, and Ling Yu was no exception.

So later, she simply showed her true nature.

And that was why, on the day she fell from the building, Ling Yu inexplicably fell with her.

She must have wanted a different outcome.

But what she got in return was Gu Qing’s disdain, her resolute turning away, and the filth that the woman’s eyes conveyed, which she couldn’t wait to discard.

Ling Yu did like Gu Qing’s type, but she wasn’t a person who would resort to forceful acquisition.

The graduation ceremony at H University was the last chance she gave herself.

The moment she turned and walked away, Ling Yu made a swift and decisive break, cutting off her desire to conquer Gu Qing.

In this world, there was a Gu Qing, whom she had genuinely pursued for a second.

But it was only for a second, too brief. After she turned her back, it was a wide-open world with blooming flowers.

Gu Qing, for her, was buried in memory and covered in dust. So much so that, just now, even though Ling Yu was standing next to Gu Qing, she didn’t recognize her, even though she felt her figure was familiar.

The memory was too distant. She had forgotten.

Ling Yu’s sleep quality was excellent. Her breathing was long and even.

Gu Qing asked the flight attendant for a blanket and placed it over Ling Yu. The next second, the other party turned over.

The blanket slid down her shoulder.

The loose, sleeveless, low-cut dress exposed too much of her skin to the air.

Perhaps because she was sleeping on her side, the softness of her body was squeezed together, creating a well-developed cleavage.

The air conditioning in the plane was on. Soon, the fine hair on that fair, alluring skin stood up.

Gu Qing pursed her dry lips. Her fingers curled, suppressing their trembling. She leaned over, wrapping one arm around Ling Yu’s waist and the other downward, around the back of her knees.

She carefully lifted Ling Yu and adjusted her sleeping posture.

The action was somewhat difficult. Gu Qing’s palm was covered in fine sweat.

She wiped the sweat on her hands on the edge of her tight skirt and gently covered Ling Yu with the blanket again.

Her eyelids were half-closed. She stared at Ling Yu’s tightly shut eyes for a long time.

Only when the flight attendant came over to remind her did Gu Qing sit back in her seat.

Outside was a dense blackness. The night was like thick ink.

Gu Qing’s eyes were filled with silence. Remembering Ling Yu’s unfamiliar gaze, she wanted to smoke again.

For the past two years and six months, the first day of every month had been her time of madness.

Gu Qing had visited a hospital. The doctor said her illness was unprecedented. Lacking empathy wasn’t a disease; it was a psychological deficiency, something she was born with.

The hospital had no medication to treat her, nor could they use hypnosis to put Gu Qing’s mind at ease.

Because her personal will was too strong, she instinctively resisted hypnosis.

To be a good person who kept her word, Gu Qing no longer used the syringe on the mice when she was going mad. To curb the destructive urges in her heart, she had forced herself to become a heavy smoker these past two years.

Gu Qing raised her arm and unconsciously sniffed it.

The faint scent of tobacco clung to her body and couldn’t be washed off.

Gu Qing couldn’t help but glance at Wei Minjun, who was a one-aisle away, wearing headphones and an eye mask, completely unaware of the conflict that had just occurred.

She narrowed her eyes. She crumpled the wet wipe in her hand into a ball, swung her wrist, and accurately threw it at Wei Minjun’s face.

Feeling the cold impact, the latter groggily took off her eye mask.

Her angry eyes darted around, connecting with Gu Qing’s light gaze in mid-air.

Wei Minjun’s curse caught in her throat. She gave a very practiced, forced smile: “Lawyer Gu, is something wrong?”

Gu Qing lifted her eyelids. She glanced at Wei Minjun’s handbag and asked casually: “Do you… hmm?”

Wei Minjun was confused. She thought she had misheard a key piece of information. She pressed on: “What?”

Gu Qing licked her dry lips and asked softly: “Do you usually use perfume?”

“Of course, I do.” Wei Minjun looked at Gu Qing as if she were a freak. Perhaps due to nervousness, she blurted out what was on her mind: “Even someone like you uses it…” I would naturally use it.

Gu Qing lifted her eyelids. She was already tall. Even sitting down, she was much taller than Wei Minjun. Her gaze, naturally superior, carried a hint of arrogance.

Wei Minjun’s second half of the sentence was abruptly swallowed back.

“Someone like me… what kind of person is that?” Gu Qing asked with her usual icy, indifferent voice.

Wei Minjun wanted to slap herself twice. She looked a little flustered and apologized: “I’m sorry, Boss. I was just talking nonsense. You’re a very forgiving person…”

“I forgive you.”

Wei Minjun choked. She looked terrified, as if she was about to faint.

She cursed internally, What the heck is going on?

Normally, Gu Qing would never talk like this.

She looked cold, but she was definitely not a boss who couldn’t handle criticism.

On the contrary, the more people criticized her, Lawyer Gu would usually just give a calm glance and then aggressively prove them wrong in the following years.

Wei Minjun would worry about Gu Qing’s retaliation, but she never expected Gu Qing to take the bait.

Since the conversation had reached this point, even the shrewd Wei Minjun found that she wasn’t good at talking to the unpredictable Gu Qing.

She couldn’t utter a word.

Gu Qing’s gaze wandered back and forth over the handbag on Wei Minjun’s seat. A trace of hesitation showed on her cold face.

A moment later, she shed her icy persona and spoke to Wei Minjun in an extremely gentle (and terrifying) tone: “Would you mind lending me your perfume… hmm, yours.”

Wei Minjun’s face cracked.

She thought, Gu Qing has been transmigrated. This is definitely a soul swap.

Before Wei Minjun could react, a shadow suddenly fell across the aisle between them.

“Use mine.”

Gu Qing lifted her eyelids. At the same time, a bottle of unopened, elegantly packaged, famous brand perfume appeared in front of her.

Luo Huihui stood in front of Gu Qing, her baseball cap pulled low.

With one person standing and one sitting, Luo Huihui felt a superior advantage.

She thought she had the upper hand.

However, when their eyes met and clashed with Gu Qing’s slightly indifferent eyes, the invisible pressure was substantial.

Luo Huihui’s aggressive challenge didn’t last ten seconds.

She silently scoffed, What’s with the pretense? A fake goddess playing coy, daring to show up in my territory.

She had seen it just now. The woman in front of her had picked up Yuyu and adjusted her sitting position. Her gaze was tender and intimate, completely unlike how one would look at a stranger.

If the plane hadn’t entered a cloud layer just now and the cabin was turbulent, and the flight attendants hadn’t told everyone not to move.

Luo Huihui would have already come over. Even two slaps wouldn’t be enough to satisfy her.

She tried to feel her up, didn’t she?

A seasoned pervert. Don’t think I can’t see through her just because she has a cool exterior.

Luo Huihui scrutinized Gu Qing shamelessly. The plane was flying steadily now. She propped one arm on Gu Qing’s seat and introduced the perfume with a smile: “This is Diro’s latest model. The scent is neither too strong nor too light. You can spray it when you go out.”

Gu Qing didn’t say anything. Luo Huihui’s smile brightened. She gave a meaningful “ah”: “Don’t get the wrong idea. I don’t mean anything by it. Our Yuyu is sitting next to you. I’m just asking you to take care of her.”

Our Yuyu?

Gu Qing raised her eyebrows, lifted her eyelids, and gave her a look that signaled her to continue.

Actress Luo choked. She felt that Gu Qing was telling her, “Keep acting.”

The truth was, Actress Luo’s intuition was correct. Wei Minjun almost burst out laughing at Gu Qing’s typical deadpan expression.

But she definitely couldn’t do that, or Boss Gu would send her to a remote border post to raise pigs.

The oddness only lasted a moment. After a brief silence, Luo Huihui once again brought out a challenging smile: “My surname is Luo. This perfume is a gift from me. Let’s be friends.”

The air was thick with discord between the women.

Gu Qing accepted the challenge that the other party had initiated without a change in expression. She slightly nodded. Her long eyes were half-closed. She glanced at the perfume Luo Huihui offered.

Then she smiled. As if she had eyes in the back of her head, her long hand reached out to Ling Yu’s left side and gently smoothed the edge of the blanket over her, saying flatly: “She is extremely delicate. You aren’t familiar with Ling Yu, are you? She rarely wears perfume. Not because she dislikes it, but because she can’t use ordinary perfume brands.”

Gu Qing’s tone was measured. Her voice carried a hint of lingering affection. She glanced at Luo Huihui’s stiff face, then gave Wei Minjun an indifferent look.

“Forget it. Lawyer Wei’s perfume is probably not good enough either. Just this thing.” Gu Qing subtly raised her chin, pointing toward Ling Yu’s direction. She lowered her voice and said with disgust: “If I don’t give her something nice, she might throw a tantrum when she wakes up… She’s very delicate. Lawyer Wei, bring over that bottle of DK that the Chief Director of Michael’s Company gave us today.”

DK. The highly valuable DK. Only a hundred bottles of that perfume are produced a year.

Damn it, who would actually use that?

Luo Huihui’s face was completely pale.

Gu Qing’s light gaze was all over her. She was so angry that she felt humiliated, but she still couldn’t give up: “Yuyu told me she didn’t know you?”

Gu Qing gave an “oh”: “Lovers quarreling. You probably haven’t experienced that…”

Wei Minjun’s eyes nearly popped out of her head. She watched the woman who had just been called a lover slowly lift her eyelids, her dark eyes staring at the back of Gu Qing’s head.

Her sixth sense detected the tense atmosphere.

So, she kindly winked at Gu Qing. She hadn’t expected the usually sharp-witted Gu Qing.

To be so blinded by jealousy at this moment, completely ignoring Wei Minjun’s warning.

She maintained her noble, cold face and pointed at the flight attendant behind Luo Huihui, saying politely: “Ma’am, you should return to your seat. Don’t make the flight attendants’ jobs difficult!”