After My Flash Marriage with the Movie Queen - Chapter 37

Shi Nanbei was truly a heartless person. As her grandmother often said, she sometimes wondered if Shi Nanbei’s mother had forgotten to give birth to her whole. Otherwise, how could a child grow up so careless and shameless?

When she was around her grandmother, she was still somewhat restrained—probably because she knew that if she really angered the old lady, she’d get her legs broken. So at least she pretended to behave, sometimes even playing cute.

But the moment she was with Zhao Xunyin, she became like a wild horse off the reins. Her thoughts jumped faster than her mouth could keep up, and more often than not, she nearly drove Zhao Xunyin mad. Not only did her words come out without a filter, but it was questionable whether two people her age could ever have a normal conversation if she was talking to a peer.

Like now—she had casually blurted out that Zhao Xunyin was a T, and from her tone, it was clear she thought Zhao Xunyin was a hardcore T at that.

Zhao Xunyin was already in her late thirties. Middle-aged women tended to be especially sensitive about their appearance and image. So, when Shi Nanbei said that, it was like running headfirst into a pile of cotton—soft, suffocating, and impossible to fight back. Other than silently stewing, there wasn’t much she could do to vent.

Truthfully, she did care. She was well into her thirties now, and though it felt embarrassing to admit, she couldn’t get over the fact that Shi Nanbei had called her a T. Yet she never found the right moment to bring it up.

Because deep down, she felt that as someone thirteen years older, if she got into a spat over something so trivial, it would be utterly undignified. It would make her lose face—not just as an adult, but as a Best Actress.

Although, to be fair, she wasn’t sure she had any face left to lose in front of Shi Nanbei. But still—something was better than nothing.

So, after Shi Nanbei left, the secretly petty Zhao Xunyin took a photo of the keychain, typed up a Weibo post, and hit send.

@ZhaoXunyinV: The keychain my wife gave me—cute, right? 😊

She said I’m a T, so she got me one with short hair.

Hmph. Her wife might have hurt her feelings, but at least she still had fans to comfort her.

Surely, the eyes of the masses were bright and discerning—let’s see who they really think looks like a T!

Within just ten minutes, the comments had already exploded to several hundred replies.

“Cute, cute, cute! If you keep posting like this every day, anything you say will be cute!”

“Oh my god, now that she’s married, she’s posting way more often!”

“Forget the keychain, I just want to see your gorgeous face!”

“I can’t believe I lived to see Zhao Xunyin publicly showing affection on Weibo 😭 Too bad her partner isn’t me!”

“Zhao Xunyin 😭 You heartless woman! Have you forgotten you promised to marry me back then?”

“Your wife says you’re a T? Then you’re a T 😏 In my heart, you’ll always be the glamorous, seductive P, okay?”

“Sigh, married people really are different—every post somehow circles back to their spouse 🍋”

“You’re all having fun, but has anyone thought about Shu Yu’s feelings?”

“Are you serious right now? Zhao Xunyin’s married—why are you dragging her ex into this?”

“Who knows if it’s even a real marriage? It happened so suddenly. Maybe the woman used some shady trick to get her. Why can’t we bring up Shu Yu? Everyone knew about Zhao Xunyin and Shu Yu back then—they were public! What, we’re not allowed to mention it now?”

“Exactly. It’s not like Zhao Xunyin can’t get divorced.”

“Right? She never even went public with a relationship before, and now she’s suddenly married? Who can say if it’s real?”

“Delusional fans, please log off. Even if it was a fake marriage, do you think she’d marry you?”

Within half an hour, the comment section had exploded past ten thousand. The more people joined, the more chaotic the discussion became.

Since Zhao Xunyin was waiting in the car for Shi Nanbei to finish her exam, she had time to scroll through her phone and read them one by one.

At first, she’d just wanted a bit of fan comfort. But as she kept reading, she realized that most of the comments were arguing over whether her sudden marriage was real, or speculating about Shu Yu’s recent revelation about her own divorce. Some even went so far as to claim Zhao Xunyin had only announced her marriage to force Shu Yu into getting divorced—and that now that she’d achieved her goal, she’d soon divorce too, so the two could get back together.

Zhao Xunyin: “…”

She had to admit—sometimes, the imagination of netizens was impressive enough to make even a Best Actress like her want to applaud.

What was all that nonsense about her getting married to make Shu Yu realize she was her true “white moonlight”? About “you only crave what you can’t have”? With creativity like that, why weren’t these people out there writing screenplays?

Zhao Xunyin kept scrolling through Weibo, silently roasting them in her head.

Normally, she wouldn’t have bothered responding to comments like these. As an award-winning actress, maintaining an aura of mystery and aloofness was part of her public persona.

In today’s entertainment industry, stars came and went in the blink of an eye. If you wanted the public to remember you, you had to sell a persona—and the “noble and untouchable” archetype never went out of style. It was timeless, elegant, and always in demand.

Zhao Xunyin was the very definition of cool elegance. Even when she was being relentlessly blacklisted by the entire internet, no one could ever deny her beauty—or that untouchable air of aloofness she carried so perfectly. To maintain that icy composure, Zhao Xunyin had made it a rule: whether in public or private, online or offline, she never said more than necessary. No matter how flattering or vicious the comments about her were, she would never respond.

But things were different now.

For one, she had already decided to transition from acting to producing, so the burden of maintaining her “idol” image wasn’t as heavy anymore. More importantly—she was now married. And as a self-proclaimed wife-slave, Zhao Xunyin could tolerate anything people said about her. But the moment someone dared to talk about her wife, Shi Nanbei, every single word suddenly became an eyesore.

Every. Single. One.

So, in a rare display of impulsiveness, the two-time Best Actress, Zhao Xunyin, picked up her phone, logged into Weibo, and personally descended into the comment section to spar with trolls.

“Anyone know when Zhao Xunyin’s getting divorced?”

@ZhaoXunyinV: I know she won’t be.

“Maybe Zhao Xunyin’s just playing around. You fans are overreacting—your idol herself hasn’t even said anything yet. 😏”

@ZhaoXunyinV: Wow, looks like you know me better than I know myself, huh?

“Am I the only one who thinks Zhao Xunyin revealed her marriage just to get back at Shu Yu? 🍋 Maybe she wants her to realize what she’s lost.”

@ZhaoXunyinV: Sigh, yes, it’s just you. You’re the light, you’re the spark, you’re the only one.

“Finding a girlfriend outside the industry is normal. The entertainment world’s a mess—only a non-celebrity can keep her on a leash, while she keeps having her fun out there. 😈”

@ZhaoXunyinV: Why don’t you become a screenwriter? You’ve got the imagination for it.

Originally, her Weibo replies were just getting a little traction—nothing that should’ve landed her on the trending list. But of course, Zhao Xunyin never played by the rules.

For years, gossip reporters had speculated that she and Shu Yu had secretly done IVF and had an illegitimate daughter. Even when they ambushed her outside her home, she never said a word. Yet now, just because a few netizens had made some careless remarks about her wife, the illustrious double-award-winning actress herself had come down from her throne to argue with random commenters.

Sure, the arguing was cathartic—but by the end of it, she had successfully argued herself right onto the trending list.

When her manager saw Zhao Xunyin’s name sitting comfortably at the top of Weibo’s Hot Search, she was so furious she nearly exploded, immediately calling to scold her:

“Big sister, I’m begging you, can’t you behave for once? You just revealed your marriage two days ago! Do you have any idea how many strings I had to pull, how many favors I had to owe, just to suppress all the negative headlines? How many endorsements and ad deals we’ve already lost—don’t you have any sense of self-awareness?

I know you’re going to say you’ve made enough money and you don’t care anymore. Fine! You just wanted to update your fans and share a bit of happy news—no problem! Let the whole internet celebrate your marriage, that’s fine!

But this? What is this? Do you find it fun to pick fights with people online?

Have I ever treated you badly? Is this how you repay me?

Can you please just keep a low profile? Do you know how many people are watching you right now? Ever heard of ‘the higher the tree, the more the wind’? Just be a good married woman for once, alright? Have you even looked at the trending list?

‘Zhao Xunyin Fights with Netizens’—good grief, I’m too embarrassed to even read it out loud!”

Zhao Xunyin couldn’t have cared less about her manager’s anger. She listened to the tirade with lazy disinterest and replied flatly,

“Instead of wasting time calling me, maybe you should hurry up and get the hot search taken down.”

Her manager nearly fainted from rage. She wanted nothing more than to fly straight to Chengdu and shake some sense into Zhao Xunyin—just to see how much water was sloshing around in that brain of hers.

“I am getting it taken down! I’m begging you, please, for the love of everything, stay off Weibo!”

“Weren’t you the one who told me I don’t post often enough? That I should interact with my fans more?” Zhao Xunyin said, clearly annoyed.

Her manager almost fell over.

“I told you to interact, not to personally start flame wars!”

“Close enough.” Zhao Xunyin drawled, one hand resting lazily on the car window while the other held her phone, clearly bored.

“When are you coming back to Shanghai?” her manager asked after taking a long, calming breath, steering the conversation back on track.

“Didn’t I just get to Chengdu yesterday?”

“There are a few variety shows open right now. The boss wants you to take a look.”

“Didn’t she tell me to keep my schedule clear after August? Why’s she suddenly pushing shows again?”

Her manager chuckled softly.

“Well, now that you’re a married woman with this kind of traffic—and your wife’s identity still hasn’t been exposed—every variety show under the sun is fighting to sign you.”

Zhao Xunyin: “…”

Of course. Boss Qi Yu never missed a single opportunity to make money.