We Went Viral After Appearing on a Dating Reality Show with Movie Queen O - Chapter 38

Bai Shulan’s disheveled dress was bunched up around her waist, pressed beneath her, and stained with dampness. Gu Xingyu’s pajamas had long since been discarded, lying crumpled on the floor.

The television screen showed a scene from Spring Love: the group setting up tents on the grassy shores of Heartspring Lake. Bai Shulan was curled into a pitiful ball, her eyes lifting to gaze at Gu Xingyu with a look of heartbreaking vulnerability.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere in the room was charged with heat. The bed rocked violently, punctuated by ragged breaths. It was as if all the pent-up longing in their hearts had burst forth in a single, unrestrained torrent, completely overwhelming their control.

Gu Xingyu wrapped one arm around Bai Shulan’s slender waist, lifting her off the bed and suspending her in mid-air. She then leaned down, pressing her lips against the nape of Bai Shulan’s neck, biting down on the scent gland there.

With a sharp, stifled moan, Bai Shulan’s delicate back arched into a graceful curve.

Instantly, the room filled with the intoxicating blend of lime and red wine pheromones, thick with sensual tension that stirred the senses.

As the screen dimmed, the room grew hazy. The television showed the night scene at Heartspring Lake, where the entire group had gathered for a picnic. Several Omegas were now openly declaring their feelings, their words sharp and tense.

Gu Xingyu, lost in her passionate embrace, missed this crucial moment—the moment Bai Shulan was openly expressing her true feelings about her.

The bed continued to tremble violently. Bai Shulan’s black slip dress had somehow slipped to the floor. On the screen, the episode of Spring Love ended, only to loop back to the beginning…

When Gu Xingyu woke up the next day, the sun was already high in the sky.

Bai Shulan lay beside her, docile and sweet, her beauty radiant and pure.

But Gu Xingyu’s gaze drifted to Bai Shulan’s exposed collarbone, where delicate red marks dotted her fair skin like scattered stars, strikingly vivid against her pale complexion.

Gu Xingyu guiltily averted her eyes, carefully adjusting the blanket around Bai Shulan, a hint of apology in her eyes. Had she been too rough last night…?

She gently rose, slipped into her pajamas, and tiptoed out of the room, closing the door softly behind her.

Back in her own room, Gu Xingyu washed up and gazed at her reflection in the mirror. Her lips curved into an involuntary smile, and she couldn’t help but laugh softly.

Days like this aren’t so bad after all, she thought. If only I could stay like this with Shulan forever…

Her face glowed with warmth and contentment.

She changed into a creamy white loungewear set, its soft, cozy fabric giving her a lively and innocent air.

After lingering in her room for a while, Gu Xingyu went downstairs to give instructions, her face beaming with a radiant smile, her mood clearly buoyant.

As the clock slowly ticked toward midnight, Gu Xingyu immediately went upstairs to Shulan’s room and knocked. When there was no answer, she pushed the door open.

Shulan, still half-asleep, mumbled a drowsy “Hmm.”

“Shulan, time to get up and eat…” Gu Xingyu coaxed gently, her smile bright.

“…What time is it?” Shulan sat up, then frowned as a wave of soreness washed over her.

“It’s midnight. Do you want to eat downstairs or in your room?” Gu Xingyu crouched by the bed, leaning over to gaze softly at Shulan.

“…Let’s eat in the dining room.” Bai Shulan pulled the covers aside and saw a set of lake-blue pajamas already laid out on the bed.

“Shulan, do you want some water?” Gu Xingyu produced a bottle from somewhere.

“Sure, just leave it here for now.” Bai Shulan smiled knowingly. “Want to watch me change? Not that I’d mind…” Her peach blossom eyes sparkled with teasing.

“Ah, no, no… that’s not…” Gu Xingyu’s face flushed crimson. “Then you get changed first. I’ll go downstairs and wait for you.” She fled the room as if escaping.

Gu Xingyu waited obediently in the living room for Shulan’s arrival.

Finally, Shulan descended the stairs, wearing a carefully chosen, satin lake-blue nightgown. Her long, ink-black hair cascaded down her back, smooth and glossy, enhancing her aloof elegance. A thin layer of mist veiled her peach-blossom eyes from a yawn, lending her an air of delicate weariness.

Gu Xingyu’s eyes lit up. “Shulan!” she called out, waving enthusiastically.

Bai Shulan settled beside her, glanced at the array of dishes on the table, and smiled. “Soup again today? What is this…?”

Gu Xingyu’s ears flushed crimson as she quickly explained, “Red ginseng black chicken soup. It’s good for your health.”

“Hmm, you should drink some too…” Bai Shulan replied with a meaningful smile, her gaze lingering on Gu Xingyu for a moment.

Gu Xingyu’s face grew even hotter. Ahem…

As Gu Xingyu served her food, the two chatted softly, their laughter creating an atmosphere thick with pink bubbles of affection. The air crackled with tender, ambiguous tension, like that between a pair of young lovers in the throes of new romance.

After dinner, Bai Shulan returned to her room to sleep, while Gu Xingyu stayed in the living room and opened Spring Love on her phone, intending to watch it again carefully.

Her phone buzzed incessantly with messages—from her manager, her mother, and others. Gu Xingyu glanced at them but didn’t dare reply, unsure how to respond to the reactions to the drama’s latest episode.

But after watching only the first few minutes, she couldn’t continue. The two characters on screen looked far too intimate.

Gu Xingyu.

She replied to each message one by one.

Before she knew it, the roar of a car engine suddenly echoed outside.

Gu Xingyu startled. Could it be my mother, furious about my unanswered messages, has come to confront me?!

She leaped up and rushed to the window, but the person stepping out of the car wasn’t her mother—it was Chen Ren, the actress currently starring in the drama.

Chen Ren wore a crisp white suit, its minimalist design accentuating her air of serious, elite professionalism.

When Chen Ren entered the room and saw Gu Xingyu, she paused slightly, feigning surprise. “Gu Xingyu, what are you doing here?” she asked, her tone deliberately astonished.

Gu Xingyu nodded slowly, her mind racing. “…How did you get here? No, wait—what are you doing at my place?!” she demanded.

“Ask Shulan,” Chen Ren replied with a smile.

Bai Shulan had always been elusive. For days, she had kept her phone off or on silent, even when she had nothing pressing to do. Chen Ren had asked to meet two days ago to discuss something, but Bai Shulan had initially declined. Chen Ren insisted it was urgent.

Finally, Bai Shulan relented and invited Chen Ren to her home to talk.

Dressed in a light purple casual tracksuit, Bai Shulan descended the stairs slowly.

“Xingyu, I invited Chen Ren over as a guest. We have some things to discuss,” Bai Shulan explained with a gentle smile.

“…Okay,” Gu Xingyu nodded blankly, trying to force a casual smile in response. But she found her lips unresponsive, drooping instead.

What could they possibly need to discuss? she wondered. Could I listen in? A pang of bitterness twisted in Gu Xingyu’s heart, but the questions remained buried, unable to be voiced or swallowed—a suffocating discomfort.

“A gift,” Chen Ren said, gesturing to the gift box she was carrying before setting it down.

“Thank you,” Bai Shulan said, stepping closer to Chen Ren.

“…Thank you,” Gu Xingyu, the hostess, replied a beat late.

“Watching TV?” Chen Ren glanced at the screen, where an episode of Spring Love was playing.

“…Ah? Yes,” Gu Xingyu replied, forcing a smile, though her eyes betrayed a deep sadness.

“Xingyu, Chen Ren and I are going upstairs to discuss something,” Bai Shulan said, leading Chen Ren up the stairs.

“Okay,” Gu Xingyu replied instinctively, following them silently.

Chen Ren glanced at Bai Shulan, gesturing subtly toward Gu Xingyu behind them.

Bai Shulan remained composed, her smile faint and dismissive.

At the top of the stairs, Bai Shulan and Chen Ren continued upward, while Gu Xingyu stopped on the second floor. The smile vanished from her face, replaced by a wave of sorrow. She looked up wistfully, but the two figures had already disappeared from sight.

Dejected, Gu Xingyu returned to her room and resumed playing Spring Love. But her mind was elsewhere, filled with imagined scenes of Chen Ren and Shulan together.

In the study, steaming cups of red tea sat on the coffee table as the two women faced each other on the sofa.

“Why didn’t you mention Gu Xingyu was here?” Chen Ren asked, her tone probing.

“…Does it matter?” Bai Shulan replied lightly, her smile unchanged.

“Aren’t you afraid she’ll misunderstand?” Chen Ren tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and lifted her teacup.

“No,” Bai Shulan replied calmly, a hint of confidence in her voice, her lips curving slightly upward.

“Xingyu still seems so vulnerable,” Chen Ren mused, recalling Gu Xingyu’s hesitant attempts to follow her.

“…Shut up,” Bai Shulan snapped, glancing at her.

“Alright… So you’re the investor behind Spring Love?” Chen Ren raised an eyebrow.

“How did you find out?” Bai Shulan picked up her teacup and took a sip.

“It was easy to trace, and you had ample motive.”

“Hmm, is that why you came to see me?” Bai Shulan looked up at her.

“You’re going to such lengths for Gu Xingyu… Is it worth it?” Chen Ren repeated her question.

“…And what about you?”

“If it were me, I wouldn’t… I wouldn’t do things the way you have,” Chen Ren said with a slow smile. “I would have confessed my feelings right after the wedding, instead of dragging it out like this.”

“Fine, so you came all this way just to say that?” Bai Shulan’s smile faded as she set down her teacup.

“Collaboration. I’ll provide the funding.”

“Agreed. Our goals align, don’t they?” Bai Shulan asked pointedly.

“I suppose so. You’re doing this for Gu Xingyu, and I’m doing it for Qi Meng.”

“Good.”

“You two seem to be getting along quite well,” Chen Ren teased.

“You really are a busybody,” Bai Shulan retorted, glancing at her.

“Hey, we’ve been friends for years. Can’t I even show a little concern?” Chen Ren paused, then asked, “Has Gu Xingyu been in contact with Qi Meng these past few days?”

“I don’t think so,” Bai Shulan replied thoughtfully, though she had noticed Gu Xingyu constantly tapping away on her phone.

“Alright,” Chen Ren said with a raised eyebrow, realizing Bai Shulan didn’t know either. She had already sent Qi Meng a message, but hadn’t received a reply.

After finishing her conversation with Bai Shulan, Chen Ren went downstairs and immediately spotted Gu Xingyu wandering around the living room.

“Xingyu,” Bai Shulan greeted with a soft smile.

“Shulan… Chen Ren,” Gu Xingyu’s gaze flickered slightly. “Are you done talking?” she asked urgently, stepping forward with a hint of eagerness.

“We’re done,” Chen Ren replied. “Gu Xingyu, have you been in contact with any of the other Spring Love guests?”

“…Huh? No, why? Is something wrong?” Gu Xingyu froze, completely unable to decipher Chen Ren’s intentions.

“…Never mind. I hope you two get along well. I’m leaving now.” Chen Ren patted Gu Xingyu’s arm and turned to leave.

Gu Xingyu frowned, her face filled with confusion. This person’s arrival and departure were both mysteries, and the questions only kept piling up.