The Cannon Fodder Ex-Wife Changes to Take the Black Moonlight Script - Chapter 53
Shang Shiqian looked at Wei Yixian, who despite being so drunk that her vision was unfocused, still wore a deeply serious expression brows furrowed, jaw clenched, lips pressed tightly together.
She thought to herself: When Wei Yixian sobers up tomorrow, she’s definitely going to experience some serious “social death.”
Hopefully, Wei Yixian won’t be so embarrassed that she takes it out on innocent bystanders.
But rather than worrying about whether Wei Yixian will face “social death” tomorrow, Shang Shiqian should focus on how to handle the current situation!
She had promised to take some time apart to sort out her feelings for Wei Yixian.
Yet on the very first day of moving out, dangerous thoughts had already begun sprouting in her mind.
It was as if the decision to move out hadn’t extinguished that small spark instead, fanned by the spring breeze, the flames had only grown stronger.
Reasoning with a drunk person was pointless.
Shang Shiqian had no intention of taking advantage of the situation.
Based on her previous experience with Wei Yixian’s drunken antics, she’d probably keep this up for another half hour before settling down.
“Don’t you really want to go back to bed and sleep?” Shang Shiqian asked.
Wei Yixian countered, “Will you stay with me?”
“I can’t stay with you.”
Wei Yixian glared at her in dissatisfaction. “You’re lying. You stayed with me before.”
Shang Shiqian awkwardly replied, “That was when you were sick.”
“Then if I get sick, will you stay with me again?”
Shang Shiqian didn’t dare take this as an idle threat drunk Wei Yixian was a woman of her word. To achieve her goal, she might actually go take a cold shower to make herself sick.
“Please don’t,” Shang Shiqian said quickly. “Being sick is miserable. Don’t go looking for trouble.”
Wei Yixian thought for a moment, then reluctantly abandoned whatever plan she’d been considering.
Shang Shiqian: “…”
You were actually considering it?!
Sensing the temperature in Shang Shiqian’s expression cooling, Wei Yixian knew she was using this method to divert her attention.
Once the passion cooled, the intimate atmosphere would dissipate, and Shang Shiqian would revert to being that Go Stone Jar who only knew how to think in terms of chess strategies.
Wei Yixian would have a hard time finding another good opportunity to raise her Love Points.
Thinking this, Wei Yixian removed her glasses, wrapped her arms around Shang Shiqian’s neck, and before she could react, kissed her on the cheek.
After doing this, she didn’t forget to keep up her drunken act.
“I kissed you. Will you stay with me now?”
Shang Shiqian stared at her in stunned silence.
Her mind screamed: Wei Yixian is completely wasted!
This is bad.
When Wei Yixian sobers up tomorrow, she’s definitely going to regret everything she did tonight and start avoiding me.
Wei Yixian frowned.
Why wasn’t the system responding?
Was a cheek kiss not “loving” enough?
While Shang Shiqian was still dazed, Wei Yixian kissed the corner of her lips next.
When the system still didn’t react, Wei Yixian gradually tested further, finally pressing her lips fully against Shang Shiqian’s.
The temperature Shang Shiqian had worked so hard to lower shot back up like a rocket igniting with a whoosh, her entire brain launched into space.
!!!
Their mingled breaths were even hotter and more intense than when Wei Yixian had been feverish.
Shang Shiqian felt like the alcohol she’d drunk earlier was finally hitting her.
She knew what she was doing, and she knew her thoughts were dangerous.
Responding without having sorted out her own feelings would be terribly improper.
But, the person before her was Wei Yixian.
Her wife, the woman whose marriage certificate she’d signed, whose wedding photos she’d posed for, whose wedding ceremony she’d participated in.
Is it too much for her to steal a kiss?
What began as Wei Yixian’s tentative attempt to increase Love Points gradually shed its ulterior motives amidst Shang Shiqian’s subconscious response, becoming focused and enjoyable.
In truth, counting their past interactions, this wasn’t their first kiss.
They’d already locked lips during their wedding photoshoot when the photographer requested it.
But back then, they were merely marriage partners without emotional foundations.
Those kisses were either camera angles or light as dragonfly skims.
Eventually even the photographer stopped insisting on more intimate gestures.
Their second kiss came during the wedding ceremony another perfunctory peck without depth.
The third should have been during their anniversary celebration.
Every kiss had been fleeting.
Thus Shang Shiqian’s kiss was inexperienced, and Wei Yixian no better.
Within three to five breaths, the clumsy kiss stumbled to its end.
Wei Yixian slumped against Shang Shiqian’s shoulder, breathing unevenly.
Raven hair cascaded down her shoulders, veiling her face in shadow.
As Shang Shiqian regained awareness: “You!”
More excited than her was the system: [Awoo! Love Points, so many Love Points! Sniff, the female lead really truly loves you!]
Shang Shiqian’s brain felt doused in icy spring water, the steaming pot of her mind cooling slightly as rationality returned.
She berated the system: [Little Black System, where’s your system decency? Spying on private matters is highly unethical.]
[Who’s spying? I missed the entire process your Love Points just broke 40% after kissing, activating my alert. But with this energy windfall, I’ll let your attitude slide.]
Shang Shiqian: “…”
Wei Yixian pondered: Only 40%?
By the system’s metrics, wouldn’t even completing the act fail to reach 100%?
Wait. She suddenly realized her misconception.
The system measured Love Points by her willingness to sacrifice for Shang Shiqian.
Sexual relations didn’t equate to romantic devotion.
Because sex stemmed from primal instinct desire.
Love breeds desire, but desire doesn’t guarantee love.
Neither noticed how Wei Yixian’s previously drunken demeanor now carried clear-eyed lucidity.
The system chirped: [Congratulations host! This energy extends your lifespan by eight months!]
One year and three months.
Shang Shiqian smiled without emotional fluctuation.
To her, each extra day was profit.
Whether half a year or slightly longer made little difference.
Yet perhaps she could loosen some self-imposed shackles of mortality.
With the system dormant, Shang Shiqian had sobered from the earlier amorous dream.
Wei Yixian’s prolonged stillness suggested exhaustion had finally claimed her.
To prevent her sleeping slumped over, Shang Shiqian patted her arm: “Ah-Hang, return to bed.”
Wei Yixian slowly disentangled herself, but her “drunkenness” left her unsteady finding the bed seemed impossible.
Fearing she might fall against furniture, Shang Shiqian gritted her teeth and lifted her bridal-style.
The sudden motion startled Wei Yixian into clutching her neck.
“What are you doing?”
“I’ll take you back to sleep.”
Shang Shiqian placed her back on the bed, then turned to bring in the trash bin and water jug, also adjusting the air conditioner to sleep mode.
“If you feel like throwing up, do it here. Afterward, rinse your mouth, drink some honey water to sober up, and get a good night’s sleep.”
After a moment’s thought, she also brought over tissues, placing a pack on the bedside and another on the nightstand so Wei Yixian could easily grab one whenever needed.
Even so, it still didn’t feel quite foolproof. She hurried to the small living room to fetch Wei Yixian’s glasses and slippers, arranging them neatly by the bed.
“I’ll leave a light on for you outside. As for inside, you have Jimmy in your room, just call out to it when you need the lights.”
Shang Shiqian felt this arrangement was thorough enough to prevent any mishaps from Wei Yixian’s drunken state.
Wei Yixian looked at her: “Are you going back on your word?”
Shang Shiqian thought to herself: I never promised anything.
Out loud, she said, “I haven’t showered yet, and I didn’t bring a change of clothes.”
“Excuses,” Wei Yixian scoffed.
In this villa of hers, there was no shortage of clothes, if nothing else.
Shang Shiqian remembered that too. She said, “Then promise me you won’t give me the cold shoulder tomorrow when you’re sober.”
Wei Yixian chuckled and promised, “I won’t.”
“Fine then, I’ll go shower first.”
A perfectly ordinary sentence under normal circumstances, but in this context, it took on unintended implications.
Shang Shiqian unnecessarily clarified, “Just a regular shower, nothing else.”
With that, she fled the room in haste.
As the sound of the door closing echoed, Wei Yixian got out of bed and headed to the bathroom.
The drunken act had been used three times already, any more and it would lose its effectiveness.
Besides, while drunkenness was the easiest way to create intimacy, it came with a problem.
In Shang Shiqian’s eyes, a drunkard’s words and actions were all driven by alcohol. Even if they stemmed from genuine desire, the lack of sincerity made them impure.
–
By the time Shang Shiqian finished showering, dried her hair, and returned to Wei Yixian’s room, Wei Yixian seemed to already be asleep.
Torn between sneaking away and keeping her promise, she ultimately chose the latter.
Because Wei Yixian had left space for her.
The moment she lay down, Wei Yixian turned toward her.
But Wei Yixian didn’t even open her eyes, she simply nestled into a comfortable position against Shang Shiqian and drifted into deep sleep.
Shang Shiqian, however, was wide awake.
Her mind alternated between replaying the chess game from earlier that day and reliving the moment Wei Yixian had kissed her.
The chessboard in her thoughts kept getting disrupted.
The part of her that wanted to stay clear-headed and distant and the part that craved indulgence and surrender transformed into black and white chess pieces, locked in an endless “quadruple ko” struggle.
Morning.
Shang Shiqian came downstairs and paused briefly at the sight of Wei Yixian in the dining room, though she quickly regained her composure.
“Good morning.”
“Morning,” Wei Yixian replied, sipping honey water.
Just as Shang Shiqian was about to sit down, Wei Yixian suddenly pointed to the chair beside her. “Sit here.”
The chef in the kitchen pricked up her ears she hadn’t forgotten how, on Shang Shiqian’s first day here, the CEO had subtly hinted for her to sit farther away.
But Shang Shiqian clearly hadn’t taken that to heart. To her, sitting anywhere made no difference.
Still, since Wei Yixian had asked, she might as well sit there.
Wei Yixian pushed another glass of honey water over: “Have some too.”
Shang Shiqian sipped the honey water, but her gaze drifted toward the liquor cabinet, ready to execute the plan she had devised last night.
Noticing her furtive glance, Wei Yixian chuckled and pulled out a set of keys. “The liquor cabinet has a code lock. These are backup keys in case the lock malfunctions. You can change the code later and take the keys with you.”
Shang Shiqian: “…”
She took the keys.
Wei Yixian asked, “After what we did, shouldn’t you move back in?”
Shang Shiqian, mid-sip, choked so hard that water shot out of her nose.
Wei Yixian leisurely handed her a few tissues, completely unfazed by how inappropriate his words might have sounded.
Shang Shiqian rushed off to wash her face.
By the time she returned, she had steadied her composure.
Wei Yixian: Listening to his wife and quitting drinking.
Shang Shiqian: You’re just afraid your tricks won’t work if you overuse them.
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