BOSS Transmigrates as a Little Cutie

Chapter 157.3 - Extra 3

Seeing a few figures suddenly appearing in the distance, a commotion was immediately stirred among the fans present.

Once the face of the woman in the middle could be seen clearly, screams instantly rang out: AH! Gu Qing! Qingqing, look over here!

The woman who was welcomed warmly by them finally came over. Her features were like an art piece, and her looks were considered top-notch even in the entertainment circle. The key thing was that even though this woman was already reaching her thirties, she still held a girlish innocence to her, making it almost impossible for others to tell her age.

It was so much so that there was no sense of incongruity in her current acting role of a fresh and pure high school student.

Gu Qing skilfully interacted with the fans all the way. After she had appeased the fans and got into her car, she switched on her phone and found that it was full of a chain of several messages sent by Yan Yishen.

In the past ten years, Gu Qing was still Gu Chengs fianc in name only, but in reality, she had already been dating Yan Yishen for a long time. If she wanted, Yan Yishen was able to immediately marry her into his family.

However, Gu Qing did not agree. She did this not just to leave Yan Yishen hanging1, but also because of Gu Cheng, the man who had been unusually cold to her these past few years.

In the car, Gu Qing took out a financial magazine.

On the cover of the magazine was a man wearing a silvery gray suit. Set against the chilliness of his forehead and brows, it made people feel an ascetic aura hitting them in the face. This sort of aura instead evoked the most hidden desires in people, making people have delusions of breaking the icy outer shell of this man to see his fiery and passionate appearance.

The Gu clan had consistently become stronger in the past few years, and even silently surpassed the Yan clan by a head. All sorts of women became interested in Gu Cheng, this golden bachelor who hadnt got married for so long. They all did not care about the presence of his fianc Gu Qing, and flocked to Gu Chengs side like moths to a flame.

Previously, Gu Qing tried to think of ways to photograph Gu Cheng with other women. Nevertheless, there was no photo that would satisfy her.

Gu Cheng was way too indifferent, even if there was occasionally a woman with him in the same shot, no one would be able to identify any ambiguity from the expression on Gu Chengs face.

Gu Qing scrolled down on her phone more and more. All of them were Yan Yishens text messages, and not a single one was from Gu Cheng.

She sneered, who was Gu Cheng trying to fool by putting up this sort of appearance? Other women may not know what Gu Cheng is like, but how could Gu Qing not know?

Gu Qing had grown up with Gu Cheng, and she could see very clearly that this man, Gu Cheng, was spoiled by the tolerant and amicable Father Gu. He was just like the happy-go-lucky Father Gu and did not have an ounce of manliness.

In comparison, Gu Qing liked the strong but doting Yan Yishen much more.

However, Gu Chengs current status and attitude towards her still affected Gu Qing.

She wasnt satisfied; she wasnt satisfied with how the Yan Yishen she fancied suddenly was pressed down by the head by Gu Cheng, and wasnt satisfied with how Gu Cheng, who was being chased after by numerous women, was ignoring her now.

Gu Qings fingertips streaked across the perfect face side shot of the man on the magazine. Gu Cheng should be following behind her, always waiting for her to turn back and give him a glance out of charity. He shouldnt be having this sort of appearance at all.

Is that orphanage still around? Gu Qing asked.

Its still around, and wasnt even relocated. There are no changes on the outside, but I didnt enter rashly. The assistant beside her replied.

Gu Qing sneered: Even if you go in, you wouldnt be able to see anything. That director is fantastic at disguises, any time there are visitors coming, he definitely would not let you see things you should not be seeing.

Gu Qing was also once a child from that orphanage. When the director selected her to sell off, Gu Qing used a scheme to get the attention of Father Gu and was adopted by him, which allowed her to have a narrow escape.

Yet at the same time, she also resented Father Gu. If the man was more careful, he would have found out the true nature of the director and her early life would not have been that difficult.

After replying to Yan Yishens messages, Gu Qing instructed: Go back to the hotel first. Early tomorrow morning, bring me back to the Gu home.

At the Gu home.

It was already late at night, Yan Linhao was tossing and turning while lying on Qing Yuns bed.

The sound of Qing Yuns breathing was close to his ears, and Qing Yuns scent also lingered all around him. This sort of environment let the child Yan Linhao feel unusually safe, yet it was making the current him full of apprehension, afraid that a moment of carelessness would unmask his true nature.

Yan Linhaos night blindness had long since healed, so he was able to see the outline of the other person on the pillow beside him clearly in the dark.

Qing Yun laid on his side next to him, his breathing steady. And that pair of soft thin lips were still slightly pursed even in sleep.

Gulp. Yan Linhaos Adams apple slid up and back down.

He gently turned his body and moved closer, so nervous that even his arm was trembling. But once he saw that he was in contact with Qing Yuns exhaled breath, Yan Linhao laid back down again instead, merely reaching out to encircle Qing Yuns waist and burying his head in the side of Qing Yuns neck like a child.

Nevertheless, this posture was different from when Yan Linhao was a child, instead it looked like he was the one wrapping Qing Yun completely in his arms.

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1. also has the meaning of loosening the reins to grasp onto them tighter

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