After My Flash Marriage with the Movie Queen - Chapter 106 EXTRA 2

In the first year after Zhao Xunyin and Shi Nanbei got married, it was only natural that they spent the Lunar New Year at the Shi family home. As it happened, Shi Nanbei’s parents—who were usually wandering all year round—finally returned home for the holiday.

Grandma Shi was very satisfied with this arrangement.

Apparently, she had warned them in advance: if her unreliable son and daughter-in-law didn’t come home for their daughter’s first New Year after marriage, then no matter where on earth they were, she would personally track them down and break their legs with her rolling pin.

Hearing this, Zhao Xunyin paused and asked with some concern,

“Why does it sound like Grandma really enjoys breaking people’s legs?”

In her memory, Grandma Shi had always been quite kind. Why did she become so ruthless the moment it came to her own family?

“Grandma’s family used to be butchers,” Shi Nanbei explained. “Rumor has it that by the time she was eight years old, she was already strong enough to carry a pig-sticking knife and slaughter pigs without blinking.”

So for her, breaking her children’s legs wasn’t exactly out of the question.

Zhao Xunyin: “…”

Zhao Xunyin: “?”

Why did she feel like Nanbei’s whole family was a little strange?

But that wasn’t even the strangest part.

To make a good impression on her in-laws, Zhao Xunyin wrapped up all her work by the twenty-fifth day of the twelfth lunar month. Then she dragged her longtime best friend An He around Shanghai for two days, buying gifts for every member of the Shi family, all while fussing nonstop:

“What if her parents don’t like me? What if I do something wrong?”

Her best friend looked down on her completely:

“Girl, are you serious? You’re a Best Actress. Look at yourself—acting like some timid daughter-in-law. You’re already married. Even if they don’t like you, what, you think they can force Nanbei to divorce you?”

Well, that was unlikely.

“This is my first marriage, after all. I’m a little nervous.” Zhao Xunyin sighed. “I never got far enough in past relationships to even meet the parents.”

An He: “What’s that supposed to mean? Are you saying I’m not in my first marriage?”

Zhao Xunyin: “…”

Considering her dear friend was already four months pregnant yet still accompanied her shopping, Zhao Xunyin decided not to argue.

Unfortunately, An He wasn’t done arguing.

“I’m telling you, instead of worrying about them, maybe worry about yourself first. Babe, you’re thirty-five and still not planning on having kids? My little one’s already been living in my belly for four months. Why is there still no movement from your side? If there’s too big an age gap, won’t your kids have nothing in common after they get married?”

Zhao Xunyin: “…”

You’re thinking way too far ahead.

An He continued anxiously:

“Forget everything else—just look at Boss Qi’s personality, her temper, that face. I am genuinely worried the baby will take after her.

I mean, just imagine—I give birth to a little Qi Yu, and then your kid is several years younger. After they get married, what if they fight? Who am I supposed to side with?”

Zhao Xunyin: “…”

Why are you so certain my child will definitely marry yours?

Do people not have the right to choose their own marriages these days?

“Obviously because my family is rich,” An He said, rolling her eyes loudly when Zhao questioned her logic. “My greatest wish in life is to spend every last cent of Qi Yu’s money. But she earns too damn much. Even if I live to 150, I’ll never finish spending it. So, I can only entrust that mission to my kid.

And since we’re such good friends, of course we share our blessings. You can’t sleep with Qi Yu, so to make up for it, my kid can sleep with yours.”

Zhao Xunyin: “?”

Why does your debt mean your child has to repay it on your behalf?

And did you ask your unborn baby if they agreed?

Zhao Xunyin felt that pregnancy had made An He even more deranged. Standing next to her, she often felt out of place simply because she wasn’t deranged enough.

“Shut up. We’re not planning to have a kid this year.” Zhao scolded. “And stop spouting nonsense in front of Nanbei every day.”

It was already bad enough—Nanbei kept clinging to her every night asking to “drive for three hundred rounds” so they could have a baby and betroth it to Boss Qi’s kid.

The issue was, even if they fought three thousand rounds, they still couldn’t produce a child. Some things require a hospital!

“Ah, then when do you plan on having one?” An He suddenly remembered something. “Oh right—do you plan to carry the baby, or have your little one carry it?”

“Me, of course.” Zhao Xunyin said matter-of-factly. “She’s still in school. How could I let her go to class with a big belly? Am I a monster?”

An He: “?”

Excuse me, what?

“Who gave you the illusion that you’re not a monster?” An He snapped. When she roasted someone, she didn’t care whether they were her best friend or not. “You literally seduced a girl thirteen years younger than you. Tell me—who’s hearing this and not calling you a monster?”

Zhao Xunyin: “…”

It didn’t quite sound right the way she put it.

An He added, “And I heard from your wife that you two have known each other since you were kids. No—since she was a kid and you already knew each other. She was only three back then. Three! Zhao Xunyin, you’re really something.”

Zhao Xunyin: “?”

Why was the conversation drifting into increasingly bizarre territory?

“How could I possibly have feelings for her at that age!” Zhao Xunyin, once truly provoked, could definitely curse. “What on earth is going on in your mind? Are you sick? She was three, I was sixteen. I looked at her like a tiny brat—did you really think I was that deranged?”

An He gave her a slow once-over. “Honestly, girl, when you are deranged, you’re indeed not much of a human being.”

Zhao Xunyin was so furious she almost swung at her. If it wasn’t for the fact that An He was pregnant, given their personalities, they probably would have thrown down on the street before heading home.

After getting scolded, An He finally behaved herself and got back to the real topic. “Fine, if you plan to carry the baby yourself, that’s your choice. But with how dense Nanbei is—if you get pregnant, do you really think she can take proper care of you?”

On this matter, Zhao Xunyin actually hadn’t talked to Shi Nanbei properly yet, because in Nanbei’s mind, she was the one who should have the baby. Her reasoning was simple: she was young and healthy.

But Zhao Xunyin didn’t see it that way. For one, Nanbei was still in school. She had done her homework—Nanbei’s field of study had a very promising future. With her talent, finishing a master’s degree would only be the beginning; pursuing a PhD or even doing postdoctoral work abroad wasn’t out of the question. And after completing her education, becoming a doctor would be the simplest path—academic research would be the real focus.

With such a bright future ahead, making Shi Nanbei waste a year or two on pregnancy and childbirth felt like an enormous sacrifice.

On the other hand, Zhao Xunyin had gradually stepped back from her career. She wasn’t as busy anymore, and at thirty-four, she felt mentally settled and mature enough to nurture a new life. Physically, mentally, time-wise—she was objectively the more suitable one to get pregnant.

But An He wasn’t wrong either. Pregnancy itself wasn’t the issue. What worried her was Nanbei’s scatterbrained personality. On a normal day, Nanbei already drove her up the wall—if she got pregnant and was subjected to that kind of stress, best-case scenario the child would be a long-suffering little sponge; worst case, a walking temper bomb.

The range of possibilities was too terrifying. She couldn’t risk it.

“I’ll definitely talk to her properly about it,” Zhao Xunyin said. She had a lot of faith in Shi Nanbei. “She’s not as unreliable as you think. Just a little big-hearted.”

“Let’s hope so,” An He muttered.

After finishing her shopping, Zhao Xunyin finally boarded the plane back to Chengdu on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month. Since they had already decided they would eventually settle permanently in Chengdu, she had bought two apartments in the city earlier that year.

One was a small apartment near Shi Nanbei’s university—barely over a hundred square meters—simply for Nanbei’s convenience with school. Whenever Zhao flew to Chengdu, she stayed there too. Only on weekends would they head back to Longquan.

The other was directly above Nanbei’s grandmother’s unit in her residential complex. That one was much bigger—two units combined into one, totaling over 240 square meters. Grandma thought it was unnecessarily large, but Zhao

explained that it would be perfect for hosting Nanbei’s parents in the future. A truly heartfelt display of filial devotion—though her wife just gave her a strange little smile and said nothing.

Nanbei had gone on break earlier and was staying in the larger place in Shuangliu—the one in her grandmother’s complex. Even though they were only two floors apart, her grandmother never stopped by, never checked in, never called her down for a meal—no matter how much of a mess Nanbei made of her own home.

Because, as Grandma said, “We live separately. New lives.”

Zhao honestly respected this. It was nothing like the harmonious grandparent-grandchild relationship she had pictured.

But what truly bewildered her was the other relatives.

As the most respected elder, Grandma hosted the entire extended family for New Year’s Eve dinner every year. And because the family was large, the dinner was always held at a restaurant.

This year was no different.

The night before New Year’s Eve, Zhao Xunyin spent two whole hours picking out clothes. Don’t blame her—she’d seen plenty of big occasions before. But when Shi Nanbei casually mentioned that her family gatherings could reach thirty or forty people, Zhao froze on the spot.

She had never realized her wife came from such an enormous family.

A sprawling clan with countless relatives—Zhao, the new daughter-in-law, was beginning to panic.

But that wasn’t even the scariest part.

Because the moment she stepped into that private dining room, Zhao felt like she had crossed into an entirely different world.