After My Flash Marriage with the Movie Queen - Chapter 54

Last night had gone on far too late. When Shi Nanbei woke up, Zhao Xunyin was naturally no longer in the hotel. Looking at the time—already ten o’clock—Shi Nanbei knew that by now, Zhao Xunyin was on a plane flying back to Beijing.

There was no helping it; even slightly popular celebrities had packed schedules. Shi Nanbei understood that. What she didn’t know, however, was that Zhao Xunyin had postponed a hosted party just to spend the night with her wife. She’d completely disregarded everything else, to the point that her manager later had to smooth things over with the hosts.

Because of this, the manager often joked that Zhao Xunyin was “easily swayed by desire.”

Although Zhao Xunyin had left, she thoughtfully left her assistant at the hotel to wait for Shi Nanbei and Wu Lili. Once the sisters woke up, the assistant took them out for breakfast. After confirming that they had no other plans for the day, she mentioned arranging their flight back to Chengdu.

After all, they weren’t familiar with Ningbo, and staying too long wouldn’t be ideal.

“We already booked our tickets back for today when we arrived—afternoon flights,” Shi Nanbei said. She was already fairly familiar with the assistant. “We can manage getting back ourselves. If you have other things to do, go ahead.”

The assistant’s affection for Shi Nanbei was practically overflowing. “It’s no problem. The boss told me to see you off. I don’t have anything else scheduled, so I’ll stay in Chengdu.”

“Alright, then.” Shi Nanbei felt she might be troubling the assistant, but she knew this had all been arranged by Zhao Xunyin for their sake, so she didn’t press further.

For Wu Lili, this had been a truly worthwhile fan experience—but it would likely be her last time chasing Zhao Xunyin.

“Why?” Shi Nanbei asked on the plane, confused when Wu Lili told her this. “You said Zhao Xunyin was your ultimate bias. Don’t you like her anymore?” She remembered Wu Lili tearfully declaring her love for Zhao Xunyin not long ago, so why the sudden change?

Wu Lili gave her a look of mild exasperation. “I didn’t say I don’t like her anymore. But now, she’s your wife. Understand?”

Shi Nanbei didn’t quite understand—not pretending, she genuinely didn’t see the connection. “She’s my wife, so?”

Wu Lili: “…”

Seriously? Are you that oblivious?

Wu Lili sighed and said, “Basically, I don’t have that kind of interest in a friend’s wife.” Considering how close she was with Shi Nanbei, it felt awkward to behave toward Zhao Xunyin as she once had toward an idol.

Shi Nanbei: “??”

What kind of “interest” are we talking about?

“Listen, I have Zhao Xunyin on WeChat now, and since we’re roommates and friends, there’s no need for me to chase her like other fans. If I miss her, I can just come through your back door, right?” Wu Lili’s words left Shi Nanbei dumbfounded; she had to put it bluntly to make her understand.

But then Shi Nanbei suddenly looked very serious and said, “Lili, even though I feel guilty for taking your wife.”

Wu Lili: “?”

You feel guilty?

Shi Nanbei glanced at her roommate, then thought about Zhao Xunyin’s usual flirty reputation. Recalling how she’d announced her relationship with Zhao Xunyin to their dorm mates, hesitating, she added: “But I’m pure. I wouldn’t do a threesome.”

Wu Lili: “…”

Are you kidding me?

Believe it or not, I could just throw you off this plane right now!

Wu Lili scolded Shi Nanbei soundly. Shi Nanbei hung her head in shame, realizing she had again drifted into inappropriate thoughts about Wu Lili. Hastily, she changed the topic: “So, if you’re not chasing Zhao Xunyin anymore, does that mean you’re quitting the fandom?”

“Of course not,” Wu Lili said, her eyes sparkling. “Do you want to see my new bias?”

Shi Nanbei: “?”

Wait, so you only stopped chasing Zhao Xunyin because you have a new bias now?

The flight back passed with Wu Lili enthusiastically introducing her new ultimate bias to Shi Nanbei—showing pictures, videos, and telling stories of her idol’s hard work and determination. By the time they landed, Shi Nanbei, a self-confessed fan of beautiful faces, had become genuinely interested. That very evening, she followed the new idol on Weibo and even engaged with the fandom’s CP discussions.

When Zhao Xunyin called, Shi Nanbei was curled up with her laptop, crying over the love stories of her two favorite idols. Picking up, she even asked about the latest gossip: “They’re really amazing, supporting each other. I can’t get

enough of them.”

Zhao Xunyin: “…”

Really? In front of me?

But Zhao Xunyin’s call wasn’t just casual chat; she mainly wanted to inform Shi Nanbei about being photographed last night while returning to the hotel. The tabloids had imagined that she was indulging in scandalous behavior: “one attacking, two receiving late at night.” Zhao Xunyin was impressed by their imagination—why not just say she was in a threesome?

Luckily, her team acted quickly and blocked the news as soon as it was released. While reporting it to Shi Nanbei might have seemed unnecessary, Zhao Xunyin felt she should keep her informed. Being a celebrity, rumors were often unavoidable.

She also brought up the sudden appearance of Shu Yu the previous morning: “She unexpectedly changed her schedule to attend. She wasn’t supposed to be there, and I had no idea why she came.”

Knowing Shi Nanbei no longer cared, Zhao Xunyin still mentioned it and reassured her that she had no prior knowledge of Shu Yu attending.

“Not knowing is fine, why do you have to emphasize it twice?” Her wife didn’t understand her intentions and even teased, “If you keep nervously bringing up Shu Yu every day, I might actually start thinking you two still have something going on.”

Zhao Xunyin: “…”

Thinking carefully, that wasn’t entirely impossible. Lately, she had indeed mentioned Shu Yu more than anyone else. Perhaps she was overthinking? Shi Nanbei had already told her yesterday in the car that as long as she wasn’t involved with Shu Yu, she wouldn’t care.

It seemed Shi Nanbei truly trusted her.

Neither wanted to settle for a phone call, so they switched to video.

“I officially start summer vacation today,” Shi Nanbei said, smiling at her through the screen. “Are you still busy over there?”

“A bit busy.” Zhao Xunyin replied carefully. She really was busy. Her schedule had been loosened to see Shi Nanbei in Chengdu, but now it had to be made up. Plus, she’d promised to take Shi Nanbei out at the end of the month. Basically, she was stretching a single day into two.

She had expected a hint of disappointment or jealousy from her little wife—but instead, Shi Nanbei immediately lit up with excitement:

“That’s great! Lili and I have plans to go to Changsha the day after tomorrow to see Suisha Girl’s concert. I won’t be coming to keep you company.”

Zhao Xunyin: “…”

If she remembered correctly, Suisha Girl was a newly debuted popular group this spring, seven youthful, gorgeous girls. Shi Nanbei had been obsessed with two of them for their love stories.

Recalling Shi Nanbei’s early comments about older women, Zhao Xunyin felt a twinge of sadness: maybe her wife really wasn’t into older women like her. Didn’t An He claim her type attracted younger girls? Why not Shi Nanbei?

What could she do?

That evening, a Weibo user by the name of Tucaojun shared yet another post:

“My wife is much younger than me. I’ve mentioned my age and weaker stamina (though our X life is great). Now she’s on summer break, not visiting me, but flying to Changsha for a girl group concert. Have I lost my appeal? What should I do?”

Comments dutifully replied:

“Don’t doubt your charm. Compared to the girl group, you’re still attractive.”

“I’m over thirty, happily watching this girl group’s audition videos. Look at my older husband beside me. Who wouldn’t want to see young, beautiful girls?”

“Exactly: who doesn’t enjoy young, pretty girls?”

“Why does this post feel like the blogger who feared his wife’s anger over an ex and got divorced? Miserable!”

“Hahaha, misery upon misery.”

“Misery and humiliation, hahaha. Friend, you’re getting older; watch some beauty and care tutorials.”

Zhao Xunyin read the comments with a cold expression: “…”

Skincare?

She touched her face, a slow question forming in her mind:

Could it be that, after turning thirty, the one feature she had left to flaunt was utterly useless in the eyes of her wife?

How tragic.

That very night, Zhao Xunyin’s fans received a particularly eye-catching message:

Zhao Xunyin V: “How should a woman of a certain age properly care for her skin? Click the link, and Professor Li will personally guide you back to eighteen.”

Fans: ?????

Was Zhao Xunyin crazy, or were they crazy?

Zhao Xunyin—the face that caused trouble wherever it went—was watching a skincare video? And with someone named Professor Li?

Some of the quicker fans clicked in and commented: “Boss, have you been hacked?”

At the moment they tried to post, Weibo showed an error: unable to comment. When they exited and re-entered, the post had vanished.

Fans slowly typed a question mark in their hearts—so, Zhao Xunyin deleted the Weibo?

Did she forget to switch to her alt account?