After My Flash Marriage with the Movie Queen - Chapter 94

Sometimes, you really have to admit it: once a bottom has been in that position long enough, seducing her top becomes ridiculously easy. Shi Nanbei traveled all the way across the country just to surprise Zhao Xunyin. She merely stood gracefully on the bed, asked one question, and Zhao Xunyin instantly transformed into a beast—completely abandoning her dignified older-woman composure and pouncing straight on top of Shi Nanbei for two intense rounds.

Shi Nanbei truly lived up to her reputation as a gorgeous married woman—her mouth was filthy when they were in bed. She even murmured things like “Want to wrap my legs around you and measure your neck for size.” She had the nerve to say it, but her wife—who hadn’t touched her in ages—didn’t quite have the nerve to listen.

“Where on earth do you learn things like that all day?”

Zhao Xunyin’s ears reddened.

Shi Nanbei’s little face flushed bright pink. “SQ novels.”

Shi Nanbei didn’t feel the slightest embarrassment talking about adult topics. She looked completely at ease, as if she was discussing practical experience. “As long as the author can write, readers can learn plenty.”

Zhao Xunyin: “…”

She really hadn’t noticed that her wife, aside from fanfiction, also enjoyed that kind of literature.

“You have classes every day. Maybe try actually paying attention instead of reading this stuff.”

Although Zhao Xunyin had been defeated by her wife’s frankness and utter lack of shame, she was still the older one and had an image to maintain. So, after the car had been thoroughly driven, with the two of them lying in bed, she put on a stern face while holding Shi Nanbei in her arms.

It sounded convincing enough. No one would know that her heart had thumped violently after hearing those bold little lines.

Ai, a wife who’s too tempting is also a problem.

She phoned her assistant, asked her to bring dinner for two, and—since she had a delicate beauty in her arms—really didn’t feel like leaving the bed at all. So, she wrapped Shi Nanbei closer, and the two of them chatted lazily.

“Weren’t you going to chase after your idol? Why’d you come here instead?”

Even though she was thrilled that Shi Nanbei came to see her, the petty woman inside her still remembered how Shi Nanbei once said she was too busy chasing stars to visit.

Hmph. There was an acclaimed Best Actress right at home, yet Shi Nanbei wanted to chase other female celebrities. Anyone would be confused.

She tried her best to sound calm, but this time Shi Nanbei—whose emotional intelligence had finally come online—caught the sourness immediately.

“You’re jealous?”

Even after awakening to love, Shi Nanbei’s EQ was still lacking. Faced with such a good opportunity to flirt, she somehow went with the bluntest question possible.

Zhao Xunying: “…”

Jealous? Jealous your head.

“No.” Zhao Xunyin’s voice was icy. If she hadn’t been conscious of the fact that she had just taken advantage of the girl, she would’ve sprung up to refute her on the spot.

What a joke. She was a Best Actress.

Best Actress. Did she know what that meant?

Only people who were extremely impressive could be called Best Actress.

And she was a double Best Actress—impressive +1, understood?

Not to mention she topped the “Most Desired Girlfriend in the WLW Circle” ranking. People competed to be jealous for her. How could it possibly be her turn to get jealous?

Absolutely impossible!

“Really not?” Shi Nanbei asked.

Zhao Xunyin kept a straight, serious face. “No.”

Shi Nanbei let out a soft “oh,” then said, “I was thinking, if you were jealous, I’d tell you a secret to coax you. But since you’re not jealous, I guess I don’t need to coax you.”

Zhao Xunying: “…”

Are you five?

Do you think you can get me to talk just because you claim to have a secret? Please. I’m thirty-four, not fourteen, OK?

“I was lying.”

Zhao Xunyin didn’t think slapping herself in the face was a problem. She even consoled herself calmly: Couples, right? It’s normal to be jealous sometimes. It only shows you care.

Shi Nanbei burst out laughing. “Didn’t you just say you weren’t jealous? Why admit it now? You’re so old already—why is your story changing every two minutes?”

Knowing full well that Shi Nanbei was deliberately picking a fight with her, and doing it so directly of all things, Zhao Xunyin felt her dignity slipping. But her pride forced her to maintain a straight face. She raised her hand and lightly smacked her wife’s pert backside—“pa”—not hard at all, just enough to count as flirting.

“Speak properly.”

“I am speaking properly. If you want to admit it, then just admit it openly, okay?”

Shi Nanbei tilted her head, looking innocently defiant.

Zhao Xunyin: “…”

Fine.

“What’s the secret?” she asked stiffly.

“You admit it first.”

Zhao Xunyin: “…”

Silence.

In the end, her curiosity was about to kill her. Zhao Xunyin kept her face blank and said in an emotionless voice, “Fine. I’m jealous. I don’t like you going to see other actresses.”

Hearing those words from Zhao Xunyin’s mouth, Shi Nanbei—whose scheme had just succeeded—puckered her lips and planted a loud kiss on her tsundere wife. The kiss did smooth out the frantic awkwardness in Zhao Xunyin’s heart, but come on—she spilled her dignity like that. A kiss was not enough.

“Hmph. Cut the fancy stuff. Hurry up and tell me your secret.”

“Hehe, actually, there’s something I lied to you about.”

“Oh?” Zhao Xunyin raised a brow. “What did you lie to me about?”

Shi Nanbei rolled over and sprawled on top of her, cupping that dangerously attractive face—one that could provoke peach blossoms everywhere. In a soft, whispery grumble, she confessed:

“I get jealous too.”

“What? You get jealous? And of me? Not of Yang Qiyue?”

This was truly an unexpected delight. Zhao Xunyin had always been impressed by how straightforward—and blissfully oblivious—her wife could be.

As an actress, she naturally needed her partner’s trust. But trust taken to Nanbei-levels sometimes made even Zhao Xunyin—who had seen all the lights and shadows of the entertainment world—wonder if, one day, she and another woman ended up naked on the same bed, Nanbei would still think they were just filming a scene and following the script?

Yes, that fear came precisely from Nanbei’s calm reaction back when rumors about her and Shu Yu flooded the internet. That serene indifference did leave a psychological shadow.

It wasn’t that she expected Nanbei to throw a fit, cry, scream, or fight her over it. But once she cooled down and thought about it, Nanbei’s reaction had been far too calm.

So, calm it felt like she didn’t care at all.

It might sound a little exaggerated, but it showed just how complicated Zhao Xunyin’s feelings were about her wife’s obliviousness.

After all, theirs was a flash marriage—no emotional foundation, just a mutual spark and an impulsive decision to tie the knot.

After marriage they barely saw each other, hardly spent any real time together. Zhao Xunyin was certain she liked Shi Nanbei very much, but as for how much Nanbei liked her? Even a seasoned romantic like Zhao Xunyin couldn’t quite figure it out.

Think about it—objectively speaking, aside from being a film queen with some money, what else did she really have going for her?

Her looks?

Nanbei could easily list twenty-something men and women who were more attractive than she was. Clearly appearance wasn’t a major bonus in Nanbei’s eyes.

Her age?

She was thirteen or fourteen years older—the generational gap was practically a canyon. Who would like that? Nanbei even teased her about being “too old to keep up” last time. Zhao Xunyin had been so furious she dragged Nanbei into bed for two entire rounds just to prove exactly how “capable” she still was.

Her personality?

She was sensitive, proud, and awkward—not exactly a winning combination. Compared to Nanbei, she really fell short.

Sigh. Running through the list, she didn’t seem to have any particular strengths. Nanbei, on the other hand—young, beautiful, smart, talented—could casually reveal a bit of charm and have crowds of people swooning.

Sometimes you really shouldn’t marry someone too outstanding. They overshadow you in every way. Thankfully, she was already in her thirties and mature enough; if she was younger and more prideful, she might not have been able to handle it.

Zhao Xunyin was definitely overthinking. Add the fact they hadn’t seen each other for nearly a month. Women in love tended to spiral, and going long periods without seeing one’s partner only made it worse. Even a film queen wasn’t exempt.

It was fortunate that this time Nanbei had made the rare decision to come see her—something absolutely praise-worthy. But it could not erase all her insecurities.

At the end of the day, it was all because Nanbei was too oblivious.

“Yang Qiyue isn’t my wife. I don’t like her. Why would I be jealous over her?” Nanbei frowned, genuinely puzzled. Sometimes she really couldn’t understand what Zhao Xunyin was thinking. They were grown adults—how could Zhao Xunyin’s IQ crash like this, actually believing Nanbei would be jealous of Yang Qiyue?

Did she not know who Shi Nanbei’s wife was?

Nanbei huffed, “If I get jealous, it’s obviously only because of you.”

“Oh? Then tell me—what have you ever been jealous about?” Zhao Xunyin asked, suspicious.

“A lot.” Nanbei thought seriously, then began counting on her fingers.

“On a bigger scale, I’m jealous of your past with Shu Yu—especially when people kept spamming that stupid ‘Twin Kings Romance.’”

Hmph. What was so great about that? She was the true final champion. Was that person cuter? Sweeter?

“On a smaller scale, I get jealous when I see fans in your comments saying they want to give you a baby. Do they not know you already have a wife? And they’re lining up to have kids with you—are they prettier than me? Would their babies be as cute as mine would be?”

She was hunched over, counting, muttering nonstop—completely unaware that Zhao Xunyin’s smile was getting wider and wider. Nanbei’s frankness gave her a huge surprise. Zhao Xunyin never imagined Nanbei would sulk over a random fan comment. But she had to admit—jealous Nanbei was unbelievably adorable.

“Then why did you lie to me last time when I asked if you were jealous?” Zhao Xunyin stroked Nanbei’s hair, her voice soft.

“Because I thought it was my own business. No need to bother you.”

“Then why tell me now?”

Nanbei puffed up her cheeks. “Because they’re getting out of line! Yesterday they even said in your super-topic that our marriage is a contract and we’ll divorce sooner or later!”

Zhao Xunyin couldn’t hold it anymore and burst out laughing.

Nanbei was instantly displeased. Naked and sprawled across her lover’s body, she began wiggling her hips indignantly. “Hey! Don’t laugh! I’m being serious here!”

“Hahaha, alright, alright—serious. Serious about what?”

Zhao Xunyin managed to stop laughing, though her smile refused to fade.

Nanbei stared at her for a moment, then suddenly cupped Zhao Xunyin’s face with both hands. She leaned in, their noses brushing, and said with solemn intensity:

“Remember what the Buddha said: ‘All beings suffer.’

Except me. I’m the sweet one.”