Wedding Night! A Regretful Marriage to Her Disabled Rival!

Chapter 372 - 372: I Want to Marry You

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Li Jing shook her head, “It’s nothing serious.”

Gu Qingcheng:

She didn’t believe Li Jing was fine; otherwise, Li Jing wouldn’t have locked the door.

Throughout the Peach Lotus Cup, Li Jing had never done such a thing.

“It’s just the two of us here, you can speak frankly,” she asked Li Jing. “Did something happen to Ziyu? Or is there a problem at the school?”

Li Jing: “Nothing’s wrong.”

Gu Qingcheng wondered, “Then why lock the door?”

“I locked the door for your sake,” Li Jing poured herself a glass of water to drink. “If I didn’t lock it, Qi Shaoze would come in again, and you wouldn’t have a moment’s peace.”

‘ Gu Qingcheng was surprised, “Just for that?”

“It’s not a small matter,” Li Jing looked at Gu Qingcheng. “I can tell you and Qi Shaoze have fallen out. I don’t want Qi Shaoze to affect your performance in your closing dance. If you mess up, it could damage your reputation.”

Gu Qingcheng chuckled lightly, “Master worries too much. After all these years, I’ve encountered all sorts of situations. A little thing at the Peach Lotus Cup is nothing.”

Li Jing was adamant, “No, you may think I’m worrying too much, but I don’t believe so.”

“Alright, alright, Master always knows best,” Gu Qingcheng placated Li Jing. “You can go out later, Qi Shaoze won’t come again.”

Li Jing nodded her head.

After Li Jing left, the makeup artist and stylist all came to Gu Qingcheng.

The Peach Lotus Cup was for classical dance, but there were no requirements for a solo dance. Gu Qingcheng, looking at herself in the mirror, her mind flashed through various characters.

Her mind’s canvas painted images of Ziyu and her own lonely childhood self, suddenly making her emotions complex.

“You don’t need to do my makeup, I’ll do it myself,” she told the makeup artist to stop. “I’m changing my dance. I won’t need this Tang dress, you all can go out first.”

The makeup artists were stunned, but nobody objected since Gu Qingcheng was the principal.

As Gu Qingcheng was considering what to wear, Li Jing came in again.

“Qingcheng, I heard you’re not letting them do your makeup and even changed your closing dance. What’s going on?”

Gu Qingcheng, applying eyeshadow, didn’t look at Li Jing, just replied: “Yes, I changed the dance.”

Li Jing watched Gu Qingcheng intently.

She understood Gu Qingcheng; whatever dance Gu Qingcheng chose, she would present the audience with the most perfect performance.

“By the way, a Miss Ye Rong has been looking for you,” she asked Gu Qingcheng. “Do you want to see her?”

As Li Jing finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

“Knock knock” – after the knock, the door handle turned, and in came a girl wearing a white princess dress, with black short hair and a ruby hairpin on her right ear, tall and slender, like a cute cartoon girl from an anime.

Gu Qingcheng was irritated. She wanted to see Huo Sicheng, but was interrupted by Qi Shaoze.

Now she just wanted to do her makeup in peace, but Ye Rong came looking for her too. Was it like she had stirred up a hornet’s nest today, with so many people revolving around her?

In her previous life, she spent the Peach Lotus Cup in the hospital, without Qi Shaoze and Ye Rong’s presence, and she didn’t have a closing dance either.

In this life, her self-rescue succeeded in appearing at the Peach Lotus Cup. The events weren’t major, but they all displeased her.

“May I help you?” Li Jing instinctively shielded Gu Qingcheng, “Who are you?

Are you in the wrong place?”

When Ye Rong saw the stunningly beautiful Gu Qingcheng, her body visibly trembled, her face turned pale as if her heart couldn’t stop trembling, making her appear even more fragile and eliciting sympathy.

“She is Ye Rong, the young lady of the Ye family,” Gu Qingcheng answered for Ye Rong. “Master, you can go out first, she won’t take too long.”

Hearing Gu Qingcheng’s words, Li Jing turned and left.

As she passed by Ye Rong, she couldn’t help but give her a deep, lingering look.

After Li Jing left, only Ye Rong and Gu Qingcheng were left in the makeup room. Gu Qingcheng didn’t speak, just continued doing her makeup.

Ye Rong stood there, wringing her hands until her knuckles turned white, timidly looking at Gu Qingcheng.

Willow-leaf eyebrows, a pair of clear and bright eyes, a beautiful nose, stunning face, cherry-red lips, tall and slender figure, long legs – all captured in her gaze.

In her eyes, Gu Qingcheng was as beautiful as her name, too beautiful, mesmerizing, making her feel inferior.

“Sister Qingcheng…” her voice was timid.

Gu Qingcheng casually responded, “Yes, Ye Rong.”

A light mention of her name made Ye Rong seem to recall something, her face turning pale and awkward to the extreme.

Her fingers whitened from the pressure, even scratching her palm until it hurt, a sting that couldn’t outweigh her panic.

“Sister Qingcheng, long time no see, are you… are you doing well?”

Gu Qingcheng’s slender fingers swept across a row of lipsticks, finally picking a bean-paste red, calmly responding, “I’m doing very well.”

Ye Rong bit her lower lip, silent for a long time.

Gu Qingcheng had finished her makeup and was satisfied with her look.

She didn’t glance at Ye Rong, starting to choose her clothes.

Seeing that Gu Qingcheng didn’t even look at her, Ye Rong bit her lip so hard it bled, the pain snapping her back to reality.

“Sister Qingcheng, I came to ask for your help.”

Gu Qingcheng coldly spit out two words, “Won’t help.”

Ye Rong didn’t expect such a blunt refusal from Gu Qingcheng and was immediately embarrassed.

She took a deep breath as if mustering courage and said, “Sister Qingcheng, you know I’ve liked Brother Lu Chi for many years. He’s of age to get married, and my father likes him too. But every time, whether it’s me or my father inviting him over for dinner, he never comes.”

“I want to marry Brother Lu Chi. Sister Qingcheng, you have the best relationship with him, and he used to listen to you the most. Can you please talk to him, get him to come to my house for dinner, and agree to be my boyfriend?”

Gu Qingcheng’s brows furrowed, she asked word by word, “Who told you Lu Chi listens to me? And what gives you the right to come to me for help? Do you think I’m your family’s servant, at your beck and call?”

Ye Rong, startled, quickly said, “Sister Qingcheng, you misunderstand me, I misspoke. What I meant was that you have a good relationship with Lu Chi, and he might listen to you.”

Her face was pale as paper, her movements frantic as she rushed to Gu Qingcheng, lightly tugging at her skirt.

“Sister Qingcheng, please don’t be angry with me, I never treated you like a servant in my home. I’m asking you as your younger sister, I…”

Gu Qingcheng pulled her skirt out of Ye Rong’s grip with a jerk.

She interrupted Ye Rong, her expression calm, her tone indifferent, “When did I not know that Miss Ye of the Ye family is my sister?”

Ye Rong was stunned, staring blankly at Gu Qingcheng, “Sister Qingcheng..

“Put away that pitiful face. If you had any shame, you wouldn’t have come to see me today!” Gu Qingcheng glared coldly at Ye Rong.. “Ye Rong, do you think you can pretend to be innocent and unaware of what happened in the past?”