The Entire Harem has Transmigrated - Chapter 20

Fu Yeqiu had chosen a red princess-style dress for Ruan Qingqing.

She had mentally pictured Ruan Qingqing wearing it countless times, imagining how beautiful she would look. Yet even her most vivid fantasies fell short of the reality by a thousandfold.

“Qingqing…” Fu Yeqiu murmured her name, her gaze fixed on the girl entering through the doorway.

She was indeed wearing the red dress.

The puffy, voluminous sleeves framed her slender arms perfectly, while the vintage square neckline showcased the delicate curve of her neck. A three-dimensional floral embellishment of gemstones and sequins at the waist accentuated her figure, and the knee-length hem revealed her pale, slender calves. Paired with delicate heels, the dress made her look even more charmingly slender, vividly beautiful beyond words.

Not everyone suits red, but Ruan Qingqing did.

Though her features were undeniably pure and innocent, the color complemented her perfectly, making her skin appear even more flawless and her beauty more delicate than any flower.

As Fu Yeqiu watched her glide toward her, her expression gradually darkened.

She suddenly regretted choosing such a stunning dress for Ruan Qingqing, one that would expose her beauty to everyone.

It should have been for her eyes alone.

Ruan Qingqing hadn’t yet noticed Fu Yeqiu. It was her first time attending such a modern banquet, and she couldn’t help but be curious, her eyes darting left and right, dazzled by the spectacle.

As she turned, the exquisite design of her back was revealed: semi-sheer red straps framed her flawless, jade-white skin, creating a dual sensory assault—both visually striking and deeply alluring.

Fu Yeqiu suddenly tilted her head back and swallowed half a glass of fragrant wine.

Her gaze was so intense that even though Ruan Qingqing remained oblivious, Du Yun noticed immediately. She quickly stepped in front of Ruan Qingqing to prevent her from straying, then casually remarked, “I think I see President Fu over there. Let’s go offer her a toast.”

Yu Yunfei and Li Qianxuan also spotted Fu Yeqiu. Their expressions darkened, and Yu Yunfei mentally cursed Fu Yeqiu’s scheming.

The reason was simple: Fu Yeqiu was also wearing a red evening gown.

The color and fabric were identical to Ruan Qingqing’s dress, the only difference being the design.

Ruan Qingqing’s dress was a sweet, romantic, princess-style short gown, while Fu Yeqiu’s was a noble, elegant, floor-length gown with a slit. Even without seeing them together, everyone could imagine how perfectly matched the two women would look standing side by side.

By this point, Yu Yunfei was absolutely certain that her manager, Du Yun, had been bribed by Fu Yeqiu. Both the evening banquet and the evening gown sent to her were undoubtedly orchestrated by Fu Yeqiu herself.

“Disgusting, vile, and shameless!” Yu Yunfei cursed inwardly, her mind racing. The Empress is still resorting to her usual ruthless tactics!

Ruan Qingqing, however, couldn’t share Yu Yunfei’s suspicions. She was simply overjoyed to see Fu Yeqiu again.

Remembering Jiang Li’s fate and the fact that Yu Yunfei hadn’t initially recognized her, Ruan Qingqing suppressed her urge to rush over and embrace Fu Yeqiu. Instead, she stood before her and greeted her politely, “Hello, Qiuqiu. Do you remember me?”

Fu Yeqiu’s fingers tightened around her wine glass.

Her gaze swept greedily over Ruan Qingqing’s face, and a faint smile curved her crimson lips. But her response stunned everyone: “You look familiar… Have we met before?”

Yu Yunfei eyed her suspiciously.

What’s going on?

Could I be overthinking this? Is Du Yun’s behavior and the matching dress colors just a coincidence?

No, this has to be another one of the Empress’s schemes.

Li Qianxuan hadn’t thought that far ahead. When she saw Fu Yeqiu didn’t recognize Ruan Qingqing, she genuinely breathed a sigh of relief. She immediately wrapped her arm around Ruan Qingqing’s shoulder, pulled her close, and whispered in her ear, “See? She doesn’t even remember you. Aren’t I better?”

Though slightly disappointed, Ruan Qingqing still approached Fu Yeqiu. “Um… I’m not sure how to explain…”

“It’s alright,” Fu Yeqiu said, her expression softening as she suppressed the sudden hostility that had flashed in her eyes when she looked at Li Qianxuan. She smiled warmly at Ruan Qingqing. “Even though I don’t recognize you, I feel an immediate sense of familiarity and warmth. Perhaps we’re destined to meet.”

Du Yun, who had been paid to curry favor with Fu Yeqiu, seized the opportunity. “President Fu, you and Qingqing are more than just destined! You’re practically soulmates! Look at your outfits today—the colors clash, but the styles complement each other perfectly. Standing together, you look not only harmonious but also exceptionally well-matched. If I didn’t know better, I’d think you two were here to get married!”

Yu Yunfei: “……”

Du Yun, you’re really pushing it!

A flicker of amusement danced in Fu Yeqiu’s phoenix eyes, but she maintained her composure. “Manager Du, you’re joking,” she said calmly.

After speaking, Fu Yeqiu shifted her gaze from Ruan Qingqing to Yu Yunfei, addressing her, “You must be Miss Yu.”

Yu Yunfei barely restrained herself from rolling her eyes, but couldn’t resist a sarcastic retort: “Just a nobody. I’m flattered you remember me, President Fu. To be honest, before meeting you, I never realized you were such a brilliant actress. What’s that saying? ‘The old drunkard’s true intention lies not in the wine.’ I heard you’re planning to invest in my drama, right? I must say, you’ve truly mastered the art of concealing your true motives.”

Ruan Qingqing glanced at Yu Yunfei, then at Fu Yeqiu, puzzled. “What are you talking about?”

Fu Yeqiu, however, understood perfectly. Yet she maintained her composure, asking calmly, “What exactly do you mean by that, Miss Yu?”

Du Yun immediately pinched Yu Yunfei’s waist from behind and stepped in front of her, forcing a smile. “Yunfei just loves to exaggerate. By the way, President Fu, you’re particularly interested in The Legend of the Great Qian’s Consort Shu, aren’t you? Shall I tell you more about it?”

Let her talk if she wants. Yu Yunfei and Li Qianxuan both tried to pull Ruan Qingqing away, but Ruan Qingqing refused to budge. She stood beside them, listening to Du Yun and Fu Yeqiu’s conversation, unmoved by their efforts.

Though Yu Yunfei and Li Qianxuan were frustrated, they were powerless to change her mind.

Fu Yeqiu was, after all, a woman of great influence.

As she stood there, people occasionally approached to offer toasts, while others, too intimidated to approach, whispered about her from afar.

“Have you noticed how much gentler President Fu is today?”

“And her style has changed too! She usually projects a cold, unapproachable image, but today she’s wearing fiery red lipstick and a matching dress. It’s so rare!”

“It’s truly remarkable! Even when her hair reached her waist, I always thought she looked like a butch lesbian, you know? But now… now President Fu exudes such feminine charm! She’s transformed into my ideal mature, composed older sister type. sniffle”

“Stop sniffling. No amount of sniffling will make President Fu notice you.”

“I’m not bad-looking, am I? If I went over there now, pretended to trip, and spilled red wine on her, do you think it would trigger a ‘ruthless CEO falls for me’ plotline?”

“……”

“Why that face? Haven’t you ever read CEO romance novels?”

“CEO novels are CEO novels, reality is reality. I refuse to believe that such a red wine-spilling scenario would actually lead to…”

The woman’s words trailed off as her eyes widened and her mouth formed a perfect “O” of shock.

Because the red wine-spilling scenario was unfolding right before her eyes.

But instead of someone spilling wine on Fu Yeqiu, Fu Yeqiu’s hand suddenly trembled, sending a splash of red wine onto the shoulder of the beautiful girl in the red cocktail dress beside her.

What was going on?

If her eyes weren’t deceiving her, President Fu had just… inexplicably tripped on flat ground?

Ruan Qingqing didn’t believe Fu Yeqiu had done it on purpose. Ignoring the dampness on her shoulder, she reached out to steady Fu Yeqiu, her voice filled with concern. “Qiuqiu, are you alright?”

Fu Yeqiu shook her head.

Her timing was perfect. Li Qianxuan had just been called away, and while Yu Yunfei was still present, Du Yun was more than capable of keeping her occupied.

Fu Yeqiu steadied herself with Ruan Qingqing’s help, thanked her, and then glanced at the wine-stained shoulder, her voice laced with guilt. “I’m so sorry. It’s all my fault. Let’s get you changed first, and then I’ll have someone take care of the stain on your dress right away. It shouldn’t take long.”

Yu Yunfei eyed Fu Yeqiu warily. “What are you really up to?”

Fu Yeqiu replied calmly, “This dress looks expensive. Since I’m the one who stained it, I should take responsibility.”

Du Yun didn’t need a signal. She immediately pulled Yu Yunfei aside, saying, “Oh, by the way, didn’t they change the director for your project? The new director is here tonight. I’ll introduce you.”

“I’m not going!” Yu Yunfei struggled.

Ruan Qingqing stepped forward to reassure her. “It’s okay, A-Yun. Go meet the director. I’ll go change with Qiuqiu and come find you later.”

Yu Yunfei was about to cry from frustration.

This is all the Empress’s trap! Your Majesty, how can you be so naive? She sets a trap, and you just walk right into it!

Yu Yunfei couldn’t stop her. Ruan Qingqing still followed Fu Yeqiu.

The two women walked to the third floor. Fu Yeqiu opened a room and led Ruan Qingqing inside. She then walked to the bathroom door and said, her expression perfectly normal, “You can change here. If you’re uncomfortable, you can even take a shower.”

“Okay, thank you,” Ruan Qingqing replied, placing the clothes she would wear later to the side. She locked the door and began to undress.

But the little dress was strange. No matter how she tried, she couldn’t untie the back straps.

Standing before a full-length mirror, Ruan Qingqing tugged and pulled, but the straps remained stubbornly fastened. Remembering how expensive the dress was and that she had to return it later, she dejectedly opened the door and called out to Fu Yeqiu, who was gazing at the night view by the window, “Qiuqiu…”

Fu Yeqiu turned around, her voice gentle and concerned. “What’s wrong?”

Ruan Qingqing looked utterly helpless. “I can’t get this dress off. Can you help me?”

Even though Fu Yeqiu had anticipated this outcome, her heart still skipped a beat when Ruan Qingqing said the words aloud.

She pressed her tongue against her teeth, concealing the boundless greed and predatory intent in her eyes. Approaching Ruan Qingqing with feigned composure, she said calmly, “Of course. I’ll help you.”