I Just Want to Spoil and Run Away with the Abused Female Lead [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 45.2
Shen Yishu gently kissed the girl’s forehead. “Just sent a message.”
The girl immediately curled into her arms. It was clear that her earlier question had been merely perfunctory, with little genuine interest. Instead, the bright, sparkling look in her eyes now was the real sign of her curiosity.
Shen Yishu quietly pondered what Shi Xingrao wanted to say, what could possibly intrigue her so much.
“So, can I sleep with you tonight?” Shi Xingrao’s voice was crisp and full of anticipation, a temptation so potent that Shen Yishu felt if she let her guard down for even a moment, she might agree without fully understanding the request.
Shen Yishu: “.”
She should have known.
Shen Yishu’s tone remained gentle. “No, but if Xiao Rao wants, I can help you.”
Hearing this, Shi Xingrao immediately lost interest. “Never mind then, President Shen. Maybe you should sleep on the sofa. The bed is too narrow it’s not suitable for you here.”
At 11:30 p.m., Shen Yishu was kicked out of the room. Staring at the firmly shut door, she hugged her pillow, a faint smile curling her lips. How ruthless. Or perhaps not it was more that Shi Xingrao was just that determined to take the lead.
But precisely because of this, Shen Yishu felt an even stronger urge to tease her. Opportunities to fluster Shi Xingrao were rare, and right now, the timing felt perfect.
Perhaps, after being with Shi Xingrao, experiences like being kicked out to sleep elsewhere would become frequent. She could even laugh about it someday, saying, “I made my wife angry again last night and got banished from the room to sleep elsewhere.”
Wife. Xiao Rao.
Darling. Shen Yishu.
Who knew that a simple change in address could make such a difference a difference so utterly captivating.
[Friend 1: What’s going on? Everyone at your company is saying you’ve gone zero for love? The rumors have reached me.]
[Friend 1: Did you and the girl get together? Never mind, if you had, you probably wouldn’t have time to reply. Goodnight.]
[Shen Yishu: She doesn’t reject me anymore. She hasn’t said she likes me, but I feel she does.]
[Friend 1: How do you even have time to reply? You think I’d believe that? Are you getting lovesick again?]
[Shen Yishu: Xiao Rao called me “darling” today. Now I’ve made her angry, and she kicked me out of the room. I really love it when she calls me “darling,” and I love it when she kicks me out too.]
[Friend 1: ? Holy crap! Shen Yishu, you’ve really outdone yourself. You actually confessed? And you said “love” so many times the tight-lipped gourd has finally blossomed!]
[Shen Yishu: Mhm.]
[Friend 1: So, you really went zero for love?]
Shen Yishu glanced toward the staircase. Upstairs was Shi Xingrao, the one who had kicked her out of bed. Sitting on the sofa, Shen Yishu let her waterfall-like long hair cascade slightly onto the screen. After a long pause, she finally replied.
[Shen Yishu: No, but it’s not impossible.]
[Friend 1: …]
Perfect, the same old recipe, the same familiar love-struck brain.
[Shen Yishu: I just asked Xiao Rao. She said she doesn’t like you. You can give up now.]
After Shi Xingrao left, the Shen residence became a cold, unwelcoming place again for Shen Yun. It was so cold that she felt no anticipation about returning home. She’d rather stay overnight at the office working.
Sitting on the sofa, Shen Yun reached out and touched the spot where Shi Xingrao had sat with her last time, the place where she had almost kissed her.
She didn’t know whether to be glad she hadn’t kissed Shi Xingrao. Shi Xingrao didn’t like her. If she had actually kissed her, Shi Xingrao would probably never speak to her again.
But Shi Xingrao didn’t like her, and aside from that one opportunity, Shen Yun doubted she’d get another chance.
So what exactly did Shen Yishu have that she didn’t? Was it because Shen Yishu was the head of the Shen family?
Wife Shi Xingrao even called Shen Yishu “wife.” Shi Xingrao must really like Shen Yishu; otherwise, why would she call her that?
Shen Yun’s eyes were filled with sorrow and confusion sorrow that Shi Xingrao didn’t like her, and confusion over why Shi Xingrao would like Shen Yishu.
After all, Shen Yishu was moody, treated Shi Xingrao poorly, and was prone to fits of madness.
Just as Shen Yishu had expected,
Shi Xingrao’s retaliation escalated the next day.
While cooking, Shi Xingrao deliberately approached, tasting the soup from Shen Yishu’s hand. She stood so close that Shen Yishu could almost kiss her cheek. Suddenly, Shen Yishu remembered the rose she had seen that night, gently brushing against the girl’s soft face.
An uncontrollable surge of affection washed over her. But just as she leaned in to kiss her, the girl slipped away first.
While Shen Yishu was working, Shi Xingrao would deliberately pull her hands away, saying she wanted to be held. When Shi Xingrao asked to be held, Shen Yishu naturally couldn’t refuse. But the girl in her arms couldn’t resist causing trouble.
“President Shen, keep your hands still. You keep shaking me, I can’t get a good look at you.”
As she spoke, Shi Xingrao lifted her gaze, her bright, captivating eyes half-teasing, half-flirtatious. It made Shen Yishu want to stop working just to look at her, to steal a kiss when she wasn’t paying attention. But just then, Shi Xingrao would toss out a “How boring” and run off, not even letting her hold her anymore.
“Shen Yishu, wife, darling wife, sweet wife, guess where I am?”
Shen Yishu found Shi Xingrao in the wardrobe. Instead of pulling her out, she wrapped her hands around the girl’s waist, cutting off any chance of escape. “Did you have fun today? If so, let’s discuss when we should get married.”
Shi Xingrao: “!”
Shi Xingrao wanted to make a tactical retreat, but Shen Yishu held her tightly, leaving no room to escape. In the cramped space, clothes piled up around them, skirt hems brushing lightly against their skin, sending tingles through them. Shen Yishu’s sharp, narrow eyes left no room for evasion.
In the darkness, every sensation becomes magnified infinitely. Now, Shen Yishu’s warm breath, her movements, and her gaze have all become particularly impossible to ignore.
Trapped with nowhere to run, Shi Xingrao looked at Shen Yishu with a hint of distress. “CEO Shen, marriage is exhausting. Let’s not get married, okay? If you still want to, I won’t stop you. How about I help you find someone suitable?”
By the end of her words, Shi Xingrao could barely suppress the smile at the corner of her lips, as if teasing, “Weren’t you quite experienced in finding marriage partners before, CEO Shen?”
“Let me think someone not only wanted an arranged marriage but also wanted to send me away. I was the one you exiled to State A to count stars, CEO Shen. Why would you want to marry me now?” Shi Xingrao’s sarcasm was delivered to perfection.
Suddenly reminded of her past actions, Shen Yishu leaned in and kissed the tip of Shi Xingrao’s nose. “I was wrong. Back then, I couldn’t see my own heart clearly. I’d never liked anyone before, and I panicked. But I never truly intended to go through with the arranged marriage.”
“Even at that time, I never seriously considered marrying anyone else. Xiao Rao, you have to believe me.”
Shen Yishu’s kiss was light and restrained. It was her first time kissing the person she loved today, and she held back out of fear of angering the other or giving her a reason to slip away unnoticed. Shen Yishu didn’t want Shi Xingrao to quietly escape again.
Shi Xingrao’s long, curled eyelashes drooped slightly. She had no resistance to Shen Yishu’s kiss, yet this brief, tentative taste left her craving more.
But Shi Xingrao didn’t want to take the initiative, she didn’t want to ask Shen Yishu to continue kissing her, nor did she want to let Shen Yishu go.
So she slowly spoke, “Do you really want to get married? Even if I like someone else, you’d still want to marry me?”
Shen Yishu was extremely displeased by Shi Xingrao’s words. She gripped her waist and pulled her closer, until Shi Xingrao was fully seated on her lap, pressing against her. Only then did Shen Yishu stop trying to close the distance further.
Rubbing her nose against Shi Xingrao’s, Shen Yishu’s voice was cold and authoritative. “Like someone else? I’d really like to know who this ‘someone else’ is that Rao Rao is talking about. Isn’t it a bit too late for Xiao Rao to ask me to let go now?”
Shi Xingrao feigned confusion, her eyes looking pitiful and exceptionally easy to bully. It wasn’t until Shen Yishu kissed her again that the feigned confusion and pitifulness vanished completely. After Shen Yishu’s kisses left her lips slightly red, Shi Xingrao couldn’t resist licking Shen Yishu’s lips.
Whether it was an unintentional mistake or not, it was utterly irresistible.
Shen Yishu belatedly realized Shi Xingrao’s little tricks and felt both annoyed and amused. “You tease so boldly, yet refuse to marry me. Xiao Rao, do you have any idea how irresponsible your behavior is?”
She had been toying with her all day, deliberately provoking her and saying things she knew Shen Yishu didn’t want to hear. No one was better at irritating others than Shi Xingrao she was truly a little tyrant.
Yet Shi Xingrao was still seriously calculating something. She wrapped her arms around Shen Yishu and looked up, pretending to be utterly obedient once again. With countless past experiences, even if Shen Yishu was slow to catch on, she knew the girl was up to something again.
“Wife? My lady?”
“Darling wife?”
“Shen Yishu, you have no idea how much I like you. Since I like you so much, won’t you give in to me a little?”
Shi Xingrao gazed at her with sparkling eyes, calling out, “Wife, darling, precious wife, I like you,” each term sweeter than the last. Though Shen Yishu knew it was a trap, hearing Shi Xingrao’s voice made her heart itch unbearably, compelling her to step right into it.
Shen Yishu lowered her head, gently brushing the tip of her nose against Shi Xingrao’s, her breaths slow and heavy. “How do you want me to give in to you?”
Shi Xingrao leaned in and kissed the corner of Shen Yishu’s lips, seemingly pleased with the concession. “Let me take the lead. I know you’re the best to me.”
“Shen Yishu, I like you the most. Now’s the time to prove whether you truly love me.”
Shen Yishu responded softly to her lover, “Mm.”
The next day,
Shi Xingrao turned over, reaching out to touch Shen Yishu, but found no one there. Shi Xingrao: “?”
Shen Yishu went to work? Shi Xingrao picked up her phone and glanced at the time it was only 7:30. Doesn’t Shen Yishu need any rest? What a workaholic. Shi Xingrao couldn’t help but click her tongue lightly.
Yesterday, she hadn’t woken up until after 9:00, thinking Shen Yishu hadn’t been up much earlier than her. But now it seemed Shen Yishu had been up way earlier than her.
“Duoduo, does Shen Yishu wake up this early every day?”
Hearing Shi Xingrao call for it, Cat Ears was a little surprised. Shi Xingrao hadn’t called it in days, was her sister finally focusing on her career?
But upon hearing Shen Yishu’s name, Cat Ears realized her sister was still focused on romance. Her current behavior was just her caring for her partner.
“Yes, this is Shen Yishu’s daily routine. Ever since she was chosen by the previous head of the Shen family, she’s been waking up at 6:30. Shen Yishu is quite busy in the mornings she starts handling emails at 6:00 and replies to those that need responses promptly after reading them.”
Shi Xingrao blinked. She had always thought Shen Yishu was naturally talented and seemed to handle things effortlessly. But now it appeared that Shen Yishu’s ease came from countless hours of hard work.
Suddenly, Shi Xingrao thought of someone else. “What about your Main God? What time does she wake up? Who do you think has it worse, Shen Yishu or your Main God?”
Cat Ears: “Of course, our Main God has it worse. She oversees tens of thousands of small worlds and has endless tasks to handle every day. Plus, I’ve heard that in the past decade, our Quick Transmigration Bureau’s performance has declined significantly among all departments, so the Main God is under a lot of pressure.”
“In the hundreds of years she’s been in charge of the Quick Transmigration Bureau, I’ve heard she’s only taken one vacation. And even that vacation wasn’t long. Rumor has it that during her break, she met a girl she liked.”
“But because of an unexpected incident at the bureau, she had to return before she could even win her over.”
Shi Xingrao: “?”
Was this the beginning of that person’s crush on her? But why did she have no memory of such a person? Could it be that it was love at first sight, followed by one-sided longing?
How pitiful. It seemed every fragment of her carried this pitiful trait. In the worlds she’d experienced so far, they were all workaholics with a touch of tragedy. In the last world, Lin Shuangran also woke up early to practice dancing.
The most hardworking person she’d ever met in her world was Yu Chen.
Well, she might as well go and show some sympathy for this little pitiful one.
When Shi Xingrao went downstairs, Shen Yishu was writing something, looking very focused. Yet, as soon as Shi Xingrao descended, Shen Yishu’s gaze shifted toward her.
“Why are you up so early? Did you not sleep well?” Shen Yishu asked her attentively. “Or are you hungry? Should I make breakfast first?”
Shi Xingrao: “No, I just came to show some love to the little pitiful one. Go ahead with your work. What do you want for breakfast? I’ll make it for you.”
Little pitiful one?
Was Shi Xingrao referring to her?
From “wife” to “baby” to “little pitiful one” what other nicknames did Shi Xingrao have in store for her?
But hearing these terms from Shi Xingrao’s lips, she didn’t mind. In fact, she kind of liked them.