After My Flash Marriage with the Movie Queen - Chapter 78

Shi Nanbei was unexpectedly stunning—so stunning that everyone who saw her was left utterly bewitched, especially Zhao Xunyin.

Watching the girl at the skating rink, hair tied high, a confident smile on her face, and movements as smooth as flowing water—Zhao Xunyin couldn’t look away. She herself had never really played games like skateboarding. To be honest, aside from her mediocre musical sense, Zhao Xunyin also lacked any athletic talent. Forget skateboarding—she was the type who couldn’t even touch the ball in a basketball game.

Naturally, she assumed Shi Nanbei was the same. After all, Shi looked so delicate—typical southern features, not tall, not particularly strong. But the moment Shi Nanbei stepped on that skateboard, her entire aura transformed.

On the skating rink, she was no longer the adorable girl with dimples that deepened when she smiled—she was a commander, a queen in her element. Calm, confident, and breathtakingly graceful, every move she made was sharp yet fluid, every glance magnetic. She exuded effortless charisma that drew all eyes to her.

Zhao Xunyin thought: This must be what youth and brilliance look like—fresh, fearless, and shining bright.

No, she corrected herself. Shi Nanbei isn’t just brilliant—she’s destined to be extraordinary.

After executing a flawless 720-degree aerial spin, Shi Nanbei coasted to a smooth stop right in front of Zhao Xunyin. Sweat glistened on her face, her brows lifted with exhilaration, eyes full of laughter. Tilting her head slightly, she asked with a playful grin:

“How was that?”

Of course, the little show-off hadn’t forgotten the purpose of her display—to earn a few words of praise from her wife.

Zhao Xunyin didn’t disappoint. Looking into those bright, beautiful eyes, she leaned forward and kissed the corner of Shi Nanbei’s lips. “You were amazing—so cool.”

Her answer was immediately swallowed up by a fierce, joy-filled hug.

Post-production commentary: “Hello, animal protection? Someone’s brutally killing dogs with public displays of affection again.”

Shi Nanbei completely stole the spotlight, outshining everyone else at the venue. So when she effortlessly earned the admiration of twenty-odd elementary school kids, no one was surprised—except the program crew, who were clutching their chests in pain.

They were this close to reporting her for hacking.

With Shi Nanbei’s god-tier skills, she and Zhao Xunyin breezed through the day’s mission, finishing easily.

By the time they wrapped up, it was only ten o’clock.

The production team: “……”

This woman’s not human.

There were still four whole hours left before the task deadline. Zhao Xunyin, who hadn’t contributed much to the mission, could only watch helplessly as Shi Nanbei asked if they could go have lunch at one of the locals’ homes.

“Sure,” Zhao Xunyin sighed, resigning herself to it.

At this point, she had completely given up trying to salvage her “Best Actress” image. So what if she couldn’t do anything except act? As long as Shi Nanbei could handle everything, that was enough.

There was no rule saying an award-winning actress couldn’t rely on her wife. In fact, relying on her wife felt pretty nice—especially when said wife was this dazzling.

Maybe being a soft, pampered housewife isn’t so bad, Zhao Xunyin mused privately.

With Zhao Xunyin’s consent, Shen Nanbei cheerfully led her wife to visit an elderly couple’s home. The hosts adored her—inside and out, they bustled around to prepare a lavish home-cooked meal for the two girls.

Zhao Xunyin, a little shy, didn’t talk much; most of the socializing was handled by Shi Nanbei. And as expected, Shi didn’t let her down—she was a natural charmer. From three-year-olds to eighty-year-old grannies, everyone adored her.

Zhao Xunyin: Ugh, jealous.

Program crew: Ugh, hacked again.

And yet, even though everyone liked Shi Nanbei, her eyes never strayed. Wherever they went, she and Zhao Xunyin held hands. When people asked about their relationship, Shi always introduced Zhao first, then smiled and said, “I’m Zhao Xunyin’s wife.”

That single line melted the actress’s long-frozen heart, filling her with a strange, maternal tenderness.

Thanks to Shi Nanbei’s effortless sweetness, the meal at the elderly couple’s house was filled with laughter. She charmed everyone with her quick wit and bright smile, making sure not a single person felt left out. Outside, the afternoon sun was warm, the willows swayed gently—and for the first time in a long while, Zhao Xunyin felt a quiet, genuine sense of peace.

Shi Nanbei.

My Shi Nanbei.

But while things went perfectly for the two of them, the same couldn’t be said for An He and President Qi.

Their mission location was a municipal park—large, scenic, and utterly empty. Since eight in the morning, An He had been dragging President Qi around the park, enthusiastically hoping to find elementary school kids to help them complete their challenge.

Reality, however, had other plans.

It was midsummer in Shanghai. Even though it was only 8 a.m., the heat was already oppressive—the kind that felt sticky and airless. By this hour, the morning joggers had long since gone home. As for the rest of the park, it was deserted.

No children, no parents, not even a single cleaning lady in sight.

An He’s excitement gradually drained away. After two hours of wandering, she was utterly exhausted.

Determined to make a good comeback and look flawless on camera, An He had made the questionable decision to wear six-centimeter heels to the shoot. Predictably, the result was that halfway through their “search,” her ankles started protesting in agony. If President Qi hadn’t been there to half-carry her along, she wouldn’t have even made it around the park once.

By the end, they’d walked over six or seven kilometers—without encountering a single student.

President Qi: “……”

She knew it would end like this.

An He: “……”

What kind of f*cked-up result is this?

The production team had truly gone insane. Even with the show’s biggest investor—President Qi—and her wife participating, they somehow managed to keep a “righteous and incorruptible” attitude. Not a single convenience was provided for the two of them. Instead, they were left wandering around a park like fools, frantically searching for elementary school kids.

President Qi: “……”

It seemed that, in hindsight, she really shouldn’t have lectured her staff so often about integrity and boundaries.

An He’s patience had long since worn thin. The clock was already inching past 11 a.m., the sun blazing high in the sky, and the two of them were still wandering aimlessly through the park. Finally, unable to bear it anymore, An He turned to the tall, cold-faced woman beside her.

“You’re sure you didn’t offend the production team?”

President Qi’s expression wasn’t good or bad—about the same as usual—but An He could tell she was a little miffed.

“No.”

An He blinked. “You’re not kidding me, right? Aren’t you the sponsor?”

President Qi nodded calmly. “Yes.”

“Then how the hell did they stick us with this dump? Forget elementary schoolers—there aren’t even any pretty college girls around here! What kind of cursed place is this?”

Maybe it was An He’s thunderous expression, or maybe her voice had just gotten a little too sharp, but the usually reserved President Qi actually tried her hand at a bit of dry humor.

“It’s a municipal park.”

An He: “……”

Do you think I don’t know it’s a municipal park? What are you implying—that I’m stupid or blind?

Seeing her wife glaring at her, President Qi thought for a moment, then added, “Also known as an ecological park.”

An He: “?”

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

“The main purpose,” President Qi continued in her usual calm tone, “is to protect the environment, improve the ecosystem, and provide recreational space for nearby residents.”

An He stared at her. “……”

Are you giving a corporate presentation right now?

President Qi probably realized she was talking nonsense at this point, but there wasn’t much else to do. For this variety show, she had cleared her entire schedule and was, for the first time in years, technically on semi-vacation.

For a workaholic like her, that was no small thing. Out of 365 days a year, aside from national holidays, nearly every minute had been devoted to her company. After marrying An He, she shifted most of her personal energy toward her wife to maintain harmony at home—but to make up for that lost time, she’d buried herself even deeper in work whenever they weren’t together.

Moments like this—a semi-vacation with nothing urgent to handle—hadn’t happened since their honeymoon.

And the truth was, once people like her slowed down, they quickly got restless.

Thankfully, this variety show was exhausting enough to keep her busy. Things that were troublesome were usually time-consuming, after all.

Expressionless, President Qi thought this over—then her gaze quietly drifted toward her wife, who was sitting beside her looking utterly worn out.

Hm. Come to think of it, the two of them had never done something as mundane as strolling through a park together.

It almost felt like being twenty-seven or twenty-eight again, back in their dating days—those memories, surprisingly, still felt sweet.

Once that thought settled, the usually stoic President Qi actually felt a little bashful.

Should she maybe, hold her wife’s hand? she wondered stiffly. That’s what couples do on dates, isn’t it? Stroll through a park, hold hands, maybe watch a movie afterward.

Well then. Maybe investing all that money into this show wasn’t a total waste—this kind of counted as a company-funded date, didn’t it?

Just as she reached out, ready to take her wife’s hand resting on the armrest, a small group of kids appeared from the bend in the park’s path—three or four of them, with schoolbags, white shirts, and floral dresses. They had to be the elementary schoolers they were looking for.

Heaven hadn’t abandoned her after all!!!

An He’s eyes lit up. She practically leapt off the bench, excitement bursting through her fatigue, and rushed toward the children on her six-centimeter heels—completely missing the fleeting look of nervousness that crossed her usually emotionless wife’s face.

President Qi’s hand hung awkwardly in the air, grasping at nothing. Her expression, already cool, turned even colder.

President Qi: “……”

Oh.