A Guide to Divorce for Middle-Aged Lesbian Couples - Chapter 7

Indeed, compared to Fu Yanmian throwing herself into her arms, Shen Xingchuan’s earlier actions toward Su Sixian were actually more prone to sparking people’s imaginations.

Just as Shen Xingchuan was at a loss for words, Wang Dahua—bearing the heavy burden of the little boss and constantly fretting over the pair’s relationship—turned around and decisively delivered a direct hit.

“Compared to the groundless rumors surrounding that White Lotus, at least you two are the real deal!”

After that, the atmosphere in the car grew even colder.

Click—

Bona very tactfully lowered the backseat partition, leaving plenty of private space for the two big bosses.

Wang Dahua pressed her hands together in prayer, feeling so grateful toward Bona she could have cried.

The rest of the journey passed in silence. After dropping them off at their stop, Bona vanished from the scene at lightning speed.

Su Sixian didn’t wait for Shen Xingchuan at all. Carrying the food box and leaning on her cane, Shen Xingchuan followed behind as Su Sixian entered the door on her own.

“Mommy!” Shen Chuwei spread her little wings and lunged toward the entering Su Sixian, only to have her little head stopped by Su Sixian’s index finger.

“Shen Chuwei! How many times have I told you! Don’t be a picky eater! The meals the auntie cooks are configured according to the nutritional needs of a child your age.”

Habitually acting spoiled and cute, Shen Chuwei hugged Su Sixian’s arm and swayed it gently, tilting her head to blink at Shen Xingchuan, who was carrying the takeout boxes.

“Just give the auntie one night off. It’s rare for you guys to come back together, and Old Shen even went specifically to Shuiyunjian to order the dishes you like!”

Shen Xingchuan finally understood why this child had insisted on her buying from that specific restaurant. It turned out she was trying to use borrowed flowers to offer to Buddha, attempting to repair the relationship between the two.

Su Sixian had constant announcements and work, and Shen Xingchuan was flying all over the world; it was indeed rare for them to sit at the same table for a meal.

Under Shen Chuwei’s expectant gaze, the exquisite takeout boxes were opened one by one.

Diced chicken with braised eggplant, stir-fried carrots, green peppers with shredded pork, tomato and scrambled eggs, seaweed and egg drop soup—and specifically requested cilantro, which covered every single dish in a thick layer of green.

Shen Chuwei stared blankly for a few seconds. For tonight’s plan, she had specifically consulted the chef auntie—who had served the family for years and knew everyone’s tastes like the back of her hand—to learn about Su Sixian’s dislikes and favorites.

But how did things turn out so differently from what she expected?! Eggplant, carrots, green peppers, tomatoes, seaweed—they were all things her mom hated eating. And the most terrifying thing of all: cilantro!

Indeed, seeing a table full of this stuff, Su Sixian’s face became even more colorful than before. Taking a deep breath to suppress the urge to flip the table, she picked up her chopsticks but found nowhere to start, only able to grab a mouthful of rice to chew on dryly.

Looking at Shen Chuwei, who was sitting opposite and winking at her, Shen Xingchuan—who had felt guilty since earlier—decided not to waste the child’s hard work. She raised her hand, picked up a piece of carrot, and placed it in Su Sixian’s bowl, taking the initiative to repair the marital relationship.

“You’ve worked hard all day. This is good for your eyes.”

Shen Chuwei looked at Shen Xingchuan in despair. Even the meat in her mouth didn’t taste good anymore. Old Shen! Are you sure you aren’t being provocative?! Good grief! The child is still young, I don’t want to be in a single-parent home!

However, in the next second, Shen Chuwei watched with wide eyes as her mom swallowed the carrot Old Shen had given her without any expression.

“Sit properly and eat.” Su Sixian glanced at Shen Chuwei.

“Oh.” Shen Chuwei sat up straight, her heart filled with suspicion. Shouldn’t Mommy be activating the ‘Table Clearing Master’ plus ‘Sarcastic Mode’ double combo right now?

They say in marriage, if you don’t explode in silence, you die in silence! Could they be…!

No! Marriage Defender Comrade Chuwei would never let such a thing happen.

After forcing down a few bites, Su Sixian’s stomach churned at the sight of the table. She set down her chopsticks and headed toward the second floor under the pretext of making a phone call.

Seeing her disappear around the corner of the stairs, Shen Chuwei scurried over to Shen Xingchuan’s side.

“Old Shen! Didn’t you check your phone?”

“I did. Did her tastes change?”

How is that possible! Shen Chuwei looked at the phone with the data turned off: “You—you didn’t turn on the data for your WeChat!”

“Uh…” Shen Xingchuan blinked awkwardly. It needs data?

The moment the internet was turned on, the phone began to vibrate incessantly. That fatal message also popped up.

Sunny and Cheerful Little Girl: “Not these, anything else is fine!”

Shen Xingchuan looked at the largely untouched dishes on the table, deep in thought.

Lying on the chaise longue in the bedroom, Su Sixian was idly flipping through channels with the remote while on the phone with Tingman.

” ‘Don’t bother coming to work tomorrow! My company’s cooperation with you ends here!’ Saying a CEO declaration like that would fit your person’s character, right?”

“Sister, watch fewer idol dramas. With the interests of company executives and partners intertwined, you have to find someone else to take over the resources before you kick them out of the game.”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Two people sleeping under one blanket really do share the same mind! Squeeze them dry before settling the final bill—the ugly face of a capitalist.”

“By the way, you’re calling me this late just to gossip?”

“What, am I interrupting your marital life?”

“I’m not short on money. Naturally, I ‘covet her body and her skills’!”

Knock, knock! The sound of the door made Su Sixian’s heart tremble.

The half-open door was pushed wider by the cane. Shen Xingchuan stood at the door holding a bowl of noodles, asking with her eyes if she could come in.

“I don’t need insurance, thanks.”

Upholding the principle that as long as I’m not embarrassed, the embarrassment belongs to someone else, Su Sixian utilized the acting highlight of her life and hung up the phone.

She gave Shen Xingchuan a faint smile.

“Is something the matter?”

“Sorry, I didn’t know your dietary restrictions. Seeing that you didn’t eat much, I cooked a bowl of noodles for you.”

Shen Xingchuan placed the noodles on the small table next to the chaise longue.

Su Sixian glanced over and saw a tray holding a simple bowl of soy sauce ramen.

Two small greens, a poached egg, and a small handful of thin noodles. These were the only materials Shen Xingchuan could find in the fridge that Su Sixian could use.

The basic professional ethics of an actor suppressed Su Sixian’s eating behavior after 10 PM, especially since she hadn’t eaten much all night. Normally it wouldn’t be an issue, but for this person to tempt her with a plain bowl of egg noodles when her will was at its weakest was simply abominable!

“Sorry, I’m an actor.”

Hearing someone’s righteous words and then looking at the carb bomb she had made, Shen Xingchuan nodded.

Just as she was about to take the sinful thing away, she saw the person gracefully pick up the chopsticks and reach for the sin.

“However, considering it’s a rare occasion for a certain someone to show such attentiveness in twelve years, I’ll reluctantly have a small taste.”

The egg was soft-boiled; as soon as she bit into it, the bright yellow yolk flowed out. The small greens were blanched just right, neither raw nor soft. The noodles mixed with the rich aroma of soy sauce were very delicious.

She had thought that someone born with a silver spoon like her would be someone whose ten fingers don’t touch spring water. She hadn’t expected this person’s cooking skills to be quite good.

Seeing the person’s eyes light up as they ate, the heart that had been hanging in Shen Xingchuan’s chest finally settled.

As Su Sixian picked up the soup-soaked noodles and was about to put them in her mouth, the hair by her temple didn’t have the conscious sense to stay put. As she lowered her head, it slipped down. Seeing it was about to fall into the soup, Shen Xingchuan subconsciously reached out her fingertips to catch the stray lock and tucked it behind Su Sixian’s ear.

Both of them froze at the same time. Shen Xingchuan awkwardly withdrew her hand, the hair sliding past her fingertips, leaving behind a sensation that made her heart itch.

Glancing at Shen Xingchuan sideways, Su Sixian unnaturally slowed her chewing.

By tacit agreement, neither of them spoke. The room was left with only the sound of quiet chewing.

Having tasted the entire bowl, Su Sixian set down her chopsticks and wiped her mouth. She stared intently at Shen Xingchuan, who had stood up to clear the dishes. Being watched like that caused a blush to creep up Shen Xingchuan’s ears.

“What, wasn’t it very natural when you grabbed my hand at Shuiyunjian just now? Are you shy now?”

Shen Xingchuan’s hand stopped while gathering the bowl. The moment she turned around, she dropped a bombshell.

“After all, at that time, I didn’t know that you… ‘coveted my body’.”

Su Sixian clenched her pink fists. Damn it! This guy really heard it!

In the study-turned-bedroom, Shen Xingchuan leaned against the bed and pushed the glasses up the bridge of her nose. By the light of the bedside lamp, she flipped through the materials Bona and Annie had sent regarding President Wu.

The film and television department was naturally lucrative, and various companies turned a blind eye when these heads skimmed a little off the top.

However, she had actually instructed Bona two months ago to let the two vice-presidents of the same department gradually take over various processes. It seemed this person was indeed a habitual offender.

She turned off the light, took off her glasses, and pinched her jingming acupoints. Not long after lying down, she heard a rustling sound. Opening her eyes, she vaguely saw a figure approach her bedside.

Click! The bedside lamp turned on. Shen Xingchuan fumbled for her glasses and quickly put them on.

By the bed, Su Sixian was wearing a silk bathrobe, a pillow tucked under her arm. Her seaweed-like long hair was draped behind her, the soft light spilling over her body, her eyes as bright as the stars outside.

“Ms… Ms. Su!”

Su Sixian revealed an eerie smile and walked very familiarly to the other side of the bed. She placed her phone on the nightstand and, ignoring Shen Xingchuan’s shocked face, calmly placed her pillow next to Shen Xingchuan’s.

“You… what are you…”

“Don’t you already know? I covet your body!”

Su Sixian lay on her side on the bed, supporting her head with one hand, her legs naturally crossed. The silk slid down her delicate, fair arm, fully displaying her graceful figure. She was like a Siren who didn’t even need to use her beautiful voice to make countless travelers at sea lose their way.

The temperature in the room soared instantly. The agarwood incense, which had long since burned out, suddenly felt impossibly rich.

“I… you… you…”

Shen Xingchuan felt like Tang Sanzang entering the Silk Cave. She instantly lost her ability to speak and unconsciously squirmed toward the edge of the bed.

Seeing that the person was about to fall off the bed, Su Sixian burst out laughing. She reached out to grab the corner of the quilt and pulled the person back toward her.

“What are you afraid of? I’m not some kind of devil.”

No, you aren’t a devil. You’re the Great Demon King!

Shen Xingchuan twitched her lips helplessly. She was about to say something when she saw Su Sixian turn her head and shout helplessly toward the door.

“Shen Chuwei, go back to sleep quickly. You have school tomorrow!”

“I know!” Having stood watch at the door for a long time, vowed to protect family happiness, Shen Chuwei walked off, humming a little song and skipping toward the children’s room.

Having dealt with the bear child who was definitely up to no good whenever she was quiet, the two forced into sharing a bed breathed the gradually solidifying air together.

Seeing that sleep was impossible, Shen Xingchuan thought to ask clearly about the matter of Shen Chuwei.

“I didn’t have time to ask you. This child is…”

Hearing this, Su Sixian rolled over. In the darkness, she met the eyes of the person who had turned slightly to look at her.

“Don’t you think her eyes look very much like yours?”