The Film Queen’s Live-In Son-in-Law is the King of the Women's Kingdom (GL) - Chapter 20

The drama with the Yu family—just hearing Yu Baichuan’s name was enough to make Yu Chiyin feel nauseous. Naturally, her desire to continue was gone.

The little live-in husband sighed, went out, and brought a glass of warm water to her “sugar mommy’s” bedside, trying to soothe the actress who was fuming.

Shen Ji suggested, “How about we watch a movie?”

There was a projector in the bedroom that Yu Chiyin had rarely used. But ever since Shen Ji moved into the master bedroom, Yu Chiyin had never felt bored on any of their nights together, so she hadn’t thought to use it.

Knowing that her mood was complicated and she might not be able to fall asleep easily, Yu Chiyin nodded and accepted her little live-in husband’s suggestion.

Although Shen Ji hadn’t been in this world for long, her incredible learning ability allowed her to easily master all sorts of modern gadgets. Shen Ji skillfully turned on the device, searched for “Yu Chiyin,” and randomly selected one of her movies to start playing.

Yu Chiyin was stunned for a moment, then whispered, “That’s my first movie.”

At the time, Yu Chiyin was very young, with a face full of collagen that looked like it would burst at a touch. In this film, she played a teenage genius painter who had lost her sight.

A sixteen-year-old girl playing a teenager—the fit was 200%.

She seemed to be touched by some distant memory and slowly told Shen Ji, 

“I didn’t have any ‘acting skills’ back then.”

She hadn’t taken any acting classes. She was chosen by the director purely for her face. Luckily, she had a natural spark. She acted instinctively, but she perfectly portrayed the innate pride of the genius painter.

This was especially clear when her character went blind and her helplessness, confusion, and self-destruction were a sharp contrast to her former high-spirited self.

The movie didn’t have many supporting characters. It began with the genius girl at the peak of her life, surrounded by applause and flowers. In an instant, she fell from grace. Not only could she no longer paint, but she couldn’t even live a normal life.

Her friends and teachers, who had once praised her, all left her one by one. Even her family, while not saying it, occasionally showed how troublesome it was to care for a blind person.

The girl played by Yu Chiyin was named Yan Wen. Yan Wen’s inherent pride couldn’t stand the sudden change in her life, but it was that same pride that prevented her from taking her own life in such an undignified way.

After a period of despair and confusion, Yan Wen, with her own toughness, moved away from her family. She became familiar with the world of darkness through countless stumbles, the bruises on her body a testament that she could live well on her own without help.

After going blind, her other senses were heightened. She could hear extremely subtle sounds and distinguish more smells. These things, in turn, painted a vibrant and rich world in her mind.

She met a friend who had lost the use of her legs in a car accident. This was her new neighbor who had moved in next door after she had gotten used to living alone. Because she was blind, she could hear the other person clumsily trying to stand up with crutches, night after night.

Even though her legs were numb, the person still wanted to stand. Yan Wen later learned that the lame Zhu Fan used to be the lead dancer of the Royal Dance Troupe.

She began to pick up her paintbrush again, painting instinctively. Her paintings had no color. She wasn’t sure if she had drawn a straight line or if the lines had formed a specific image as she had imagined.

Listening to the thud of her neighbor falling to the ground from time to time, Yan Wen painted Zhu Fan. She painted the Zhu Fan in her imagination and the unyielding spirit in her heart.

Their similar fates quickly brought them closer. To outsiders, they were a strange pair: a blind painter and a crippled dancer.

But in the quiet of the night, when they huddled together, the blind painter used her nimble fingers to dance on the crippled dancer’s body, asking if her dancing was any good.

And the crippled dancer would try her best to use her lips and tongue to describe the painting, in a desperate attempt to validate her art, as the colorless ink could not leave a permanent impression.

So they became lovers, and they also became each other’s favorite students.

Yan Wen closed her eyes and stretched her limbs. She realized that she could express the beautiful images in her mind through dance.

Zhu Fan held a paintbrush, painting again and again the person who was dancing so beautifully but had no idea how beautiful she was. They shone in the fields that had once been their pride.

The end of the movie was very interesting. It was the only complete painting Yan Wen had made after she went blind. The lines intersected, and there was a blank space on the right side with a crooked line of small words.

The camera zoomed in, magnified, and froze. It read: “Then I wish you smooth sailing.”

The movie ended there. Yu Chiyin turned to the person who had been quietly watching for almost two hours. 

“What do you think this scene is trying to express?”

There had been a lot of online discussion about this ending back then, but it mostly fell into two camps. One group firmly believed it was a happy ending, encouraging people not to give up when they face difficulties.

There will be a turning point, and as long as you persevere, there’s a chance to be happy again.The other group was the hardcore sad ending camp. They believed it was a hint that everything was just Yan Wen’s dream. She had created a fictional fantasy for herself to cope with the trauma. Zhu Fan only existed in Yan Wen’s imagination, and their story of mutual salvation was just a dream.

Shen Ji, however, thought, What about now?

Is Yu Chiyin, lying next to me, real, or is she just a dying illusion created by my regret in the fire?

So she didn’t say anything. She just reached out and touched Yu Chiyin’s cheek. The warmth and the touch told her that this person was real. Shen Ji looked at Yu Chiyin’s wet eyes, extended her arm, and pulled her into her embrace.

Shen Ji’s voice was low. “I’ll tell you now.”

As their lips and tongues entwined, Shen Ji asked, “Does it hurt?”

Yu Chiyin shook her head, firmly lacing her fingers with Shen Ji’s, feeling the pleasure and pain this person brought. As she neared suffocation, she still wondered, Is this Shen Ji’s answer?

No one had ever taught Yu Chiyin how to love. Throughout her entire childhood, her parents’ endless arguments, the two people who were supposed to be the closest in the world, hurled the most vicious words at each other.

Yu Baichuan, who had only become rich with the help of his wife’s family, had forgotten his solemn vows to be with only one woman for the rest of his life. He had many, many other women.

Sometimes, he would even bring them home without a care. A young Yu Chiyin accidentally walked in on them a few times. The entangled figures were her beloved father and a woman she didn’t know.

Her mother chose not to come home, believing “out of sight, out of mind,” but she seemed to forget she had a daughter.

This childhood farce only ended when Yu Keke’s mother claimed to be pregnant with a son, but by then, Yu Chiyin had already lost her entire childhood.

She was sent back to her maternal grandmother’s house. Her father was filled with anticipation for his son, and her mother was in a hurry to pursue her own beautiful life. Little Yu Chiyin was left to be raised by her grandmother.

The old woman would give her everything she thought Yu Chiyin needed, except for the one thing she lacked most: her parents’ love.

The air conditioner was turned down, the soft blankets were in a tangled mess, and they were one step away from things escalating. Yu Chiyin felt a momentary panic, an instinctive fear of any intimacy.

She was like someone about to drown, struggling violently. Shen Ji let her, holding her firmly in her arms, biting her soft lips, using the pain to bring Yu Chiyin back to her senses.

As a princess, Shen Ji could have received the most comprehensive education for an heir to the throne. But the teacher in charge of the class looked down on her, as did everyone else in the palace.

Shen Ji had long been used to it and wasn’t sad about it. But while the adults’ disdain might just be simple disregard, other children would bully little Shen Ji because of it.

In the middle of winter, they would soak all her bedding. Little Shen Ji shivered her way through the cold night, repeatedly biting her lips and the tip of her tongue, using the pain to remind herself that she couldn’t die like this.

Thankfully, she was found later, and her life was saved.

The overly raw method soon made the delicate actress frown in pain. She grumbled, “Are you a dog?”

“You need to focus.”

Shen Ji let go of her mouth but hugged her even tighter. “When you’re kissing me, you can only think about me.”

She said it as a definitive statement, but there was no command in her tone. Yu Chiyin grunted, not refusing or agreeing, just burying her face in Shen Ji’s arms to quietly regulate her breathing.

“Shen Ji, you’re so annoying,” a delicate voice said. She had never seen anyone kiss like they wanted to tear someone to shreds and devour them. Yu Chiyin thought to herself, With her kissing skills, it’s no wonder none of her girlfriends lasted long. Only I can tolerate her.

“I’m your ‘sugar mommy’!”

She warned her fiercely, pinching the soft flesh on Shen Ji’s waist, and then feeling her abs. Why does this person have abs? And they feel so good.

The thin nightgown couldn’t hide anything. The poor fabric was wrinkled. Shen Ji frowned, enduring with difficulty. She felt that Yu Chiyin’s mood was not good tonight. If something were to happen at this moment, the little live-in husband would become a little beast.

“My dear, are you tired?” she asked meaningfully, reminding Yu Chiyin that it was time to stop, or else tonight would not end well.

Yu Chiyin instinctively yawned, her eyelids so heavy she could barely keep them open. But her hand honestly lingered on Shen Ji’s firm abs.

Heaven knew how Shen Ji got those abs. Before she lost consciousness, Yu Chiyin was still thinking that she must ask Shen Ji tomorrow who else had touched her treasure.

She’d discuss if she could get some more allowance, buy the rights to it, and forbid anyone else from touching it.

She mumbled “Mmm-hmm,” and Shen Ji’s heart almost gave out. 

She pulled the blankets over Yu Chiyin and turned the air conditioner down two more degrees. She was sensitive to heat, especially since someone was only fanning the flames and not putting them out.

Whether it was because she genuinely cared about work or wanted to avoid the possibility of visiting Yu Baichuan in the hospital, Yu Chiyin took Shen Ji to the new movie’s filming location the next day.

Liancheng wasn’t a big city, but it was creating legends.

It had the largest film and television production base in the country. Big-name celebrities who were hard to see in other places were a common sight here. Fans often came to wait for them, and when they weren’t filming, many celebrities were happy to greet them.

After all, once a movie or TV show starts filming, it’s usually for several months, so it was a good way to maintain exposure.

Yu Chiyin’s fans already knew about this movie. They were also aware of the production’s movements. But they didn’t expect Yu Chiyin to suddenly show up with a person whose outstanding aura couldn’t be hidden by sunglasses and a mask.

The fans were silent, and so were the paparazzi. Are these two conjoined twins? Doesn’t Shen Ji have her own things to do? Is she not going to take care of her fans who are waiting for her to start her livestream?

To this, Shen Ji really wanted to say, she didn’t have anything to do.

She wasn’t the original Shen Ji. Livestreaming? What was that? She didn’t understand.

Besides, the original Shen Ji’s livestreams barely made a third of her current allowance. Taking good care of her “sugar mommy” was more important than anything else.

Of course, Shen Ji also noticed the inconvenience in her life. For example, she couldn’t go to the nearby supermarket to buy groceries herself because countless fans would surround her and ask too many questions. It was hard to fend off their enthusiasm.

Yu Chiyin’s solo fans were a bit more reserved, only occasionally greeting her with a nod. After all, this was their “sister-in-law,” and they had to show some respect to their beloved Yu.

The couple’s fans, on the other hand, never lacked material. For half a month, rain or shine, Shen Ji would drop Yu Chiyin off at the set, then go to the market for groceries and return to the hotel. At noon, she would sneak onto the set with a lunch box to bring Yu Chiyin a loving meal.

If Yu Chiyin had a night shoot, she would come to the set in the evening with a lunch box. If Yu Chiyin finished on time, the two of them would hold hands and stroll past the fans back to the hotel.

After all, they didn’t live far from the set. They were constantly going back and forth between the hotel and the set. The occasional walk was a brief break from their busy lives.

The demanding filming schedule took up most of Yu Chiyin’s time. After getting back to the hotel, showering, eating, and resting for a bit, she would just fall asleep soundly in Shen Ji’s arms. The next day, the routine would repeat itself.

This resulted in the two of them’s plan to take their relationship to the next level being postponed until now. Yu Chiyin felt a little guilty. Every night, she would fall asleep stroking the abs that made her crave them so badly. Even in her dreams, she was sliding down her “sister’s” abs.

Luckily, the reality show was about to start, and Yu Chiyin finally managed to squeeze out three days for it. She thought of it as a reward for her little live-in husband’s diligent service. For these three days of filming the show, it would be her turn to perform well.

Sitting on the plane to City A, Yu Chiyin thought this. She was so tired that she leaned her head on Shen Ji’s shoulder and fell asleep. She didn’t know if it was the busy schedule or Shen Ji’s company that had cured her years of difficulty sleeping.

She was well-fed and well-rested, and Yu Chiyin looked radiant. Her manager, Li Ran, who was waiting to pick them up in City A, was stunned. Is this person really diligently filming a movie, or is she secretly in love?

She said in a low voice, “Xiaoyin, did you… gain weight?”

“???” Yu Chiyin shot her a look. She immediately retorted, “Do you know how offensive that is to a female celebrity!”

Li Ran let out a cold laugh. “You’re doing this knowingly.”

She wasn’t against Shen Ji, but she was saying that Yu Chiyin definitely hadn’t been following her diet plan. Even with the high energy consumption of filming, she couldn’t be so reckless.

She knew her celebrity. On the outside, she pretended to be a mature and intellectual gentle older sister, but in private, she was lazy and a foodie. Luckily, Yu Chiyin at least had some self-control.

“This is called happiness. You wouldn’t understand. Single people wouldn’t understand.”

Yu Chiyin, unafraid of death, taunted her. She knew that her little live-in husband would take the brunt of Li Ran’s anger.

“Go on, you’re not making sense.”

Li Ran said testily, pulling a few pages out of her bag and throwing them at Yu Chiyin, telling her to read the schedule. There wasn’t much of a script, just a general overview of the filming process and the backgrounds of the other artists participating this season.

Then she added a reminder: “Oh, and the production crew will be knocking on your hotel door early tomorrow morning. The livestream will start from that moment.”

“Livestream?” Yu Chiyin was shocked. She caught the key word and asked in disbelief, “Did you say livestream?”

She even tugged on Shen Ji, confirming, “Did you hear that? Did she say livestream? Li-ve-stream, right?”

Shen Ji pretended to clean her ear, then nodded very seriously and meticulously. “Yes, you heard correctly.”

“You didn’t know? It’s in the contract. You didn’t know and you still signed the contract?” Li Ran was so mad at her cash cow. She had a look of “I’m so disappointed in you.”

“I think you’re so caught up in romance that the king is no longer showing up for morning court.”

The real king, Shen, a certain someone: “……”

Oh my god.

Yu Chiyin felt like her world had crumbled. She didn’t have time to deal with Li Ran’s sarcasm and pulled her little live-in husband aside to whisper about countermeasures.

Li Ran watched with wide eyes as the two of them put their heads together, like children discussing a secret. To be precise, it was Yu Chiyin single-handedly coming up with a plan. Shen Ji’s only job was to nod and agree, occasionally clapping and spewing compliments. 

“My dear, you’re amazing.”

She couldn’t watch any longer. She felt like her sanity was about to slip.

Her departure was unnoticed. Only her assistant, Dou Dou, felt like he was a super-bright light bulb, even though the two of them were loudly conspiring without a care in the world.

Yu Chiyin pulled the person who only knew how to nod like a pecking chicken. “Did you remember all that?”

“Mmm-hmm, don’t worry, my dear. I remember everything,” the little live-in husband said, pointing to her head, confidently promising.

Actually, Yu Chiyin didn’t have much to say. Their relationship was genuinely great. The natural harmony between them would make anyone believe they had a deep emotional connection.

But Yu Chiyin was worried that she might slip up, or that Little Shen might let something out. So she repeatedly stressed that they must not mention the word “contract” or anything like it.

And if there was a Q&A session about how they met and how their relationship developed, their story would be that Shen Ji had a crush on Yu Chiyin for many years, and by a lucky coincidence, they had a perfect encounter, which started their destined relationship.

Shen Ji silently accepted her “lovesick dog” persona. This wasn’t something the little princess came up with herself; it was a new word her “sugar mommy” had just taught her.

When the little live-in husband asked innocently, “What does ‘lovesick dog’ mean?”

Yu Chiyin looked her up and down seriously and said, “It’s pretty much what you are: a perfect ’24-filial-piety’ live-in husband.”

So Shen Ji, who had only recently escaped illiteracy, beautifully interpreted the term as her wife’s validation of her.

A certain Yu, with a conscience that felt no pain, said, “During the show, you need to get used to saying good morning and good night to me, and giving me a morning and evening kiss.”

So, the next day, when the production crew knocked on their hotel room door, Shen Ji opened it and let them in.

In front of millions of viewers in the livestream, she blocked Yu Chiyin, who had just finished getting ready in the bathroom, and said, “Good morning, my dear~”

Before anyone could react, she gave her a passionate kiss.

It was only then that Yu Chiyin realized what she had overlooked.

Oh no, I didn’t tell my little live-in husband to make the kiss more platonic.

So, the crew and millions of viewers in the livestream watched as the two of them had a passionate kiss that was moments away from being unbroadcastable.

The livestream froze for three minutes. Those who didn’t know better would have thought the screen had just been cleared.

Someone cautiously sent a message.

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[Um, did my feed freeze?]

[I think mine did too, otherwise why would it…]

[Ahhhhhh, that damn Shen Ji!]

[Help, are they using their tongues?]

[Well, but they’re legally married, so it’s normal to use tongues, right?]

******

It was bound to happen, and it did. The livestream screen went black. A message appeared: 

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[The streamer has temporarily left. The excitement will continue shortly.]

******

The chat was filled with question marks, with fans complaining about the platform’s poor quality. The disgruntled “worker bees” who had gotten up at 8:30 on a Saturday morning to watch the livestream were furious after being force-fed a mouthful of “dog food.”

The moment they kissed, a screenshot was posted on “Big Eyebrow.” The livestream, which already had millions of viewers, instantly attracted countless more people.

Why? Because who wouldn’t be curious to see a three-time award-winning actress and her wife having a fiery kiss at the start of a show?

Furthermore, this season’s show not only invited Yu Chiyin, who was participating in a reality show for the first time, but also the most beloved and stable “fairy tale couple” voted by netizens, the actor Qiao Chi and his wife.

When she saw the list, Yu Chiyin had also opened “Big Eyebrow” to see the comments. She truly didn’t understand why people would just say “actor Qiao Chi and his wife.” Couldn’t the woman have her own name?

Qiao Chi was famous, but without his wife, who was his former manager, supporting him for all those years, would he have achieved such easy success today?

Then there were the huge youth idols, Le Qi and Lu Jun from the recently formed, hugely popular girl group.

Their couple’s fans were numerous, so they brought in a lot of traffic on their own.

At this point, the show’s budget was likely running low, as they brought in two lukewarm, struggling singers, Xue Xian yue and Xie Jiayin, to forcefully form a couple. The funniest part was that one was a rocker and the other a traditional Chinese musician. Netizens joked, “Did the guitar cheat, or did the guzheng have an affair?”

The production’s intentions were also very clear in the pairings.

One pair was a married actor and his wife, a couple who had been married for years and were called a “fairy tale couple.” One pair was the actress and her wife, who had just gotten married and were currently trending. One pair was a couple of young idols who met and fell in love on a reality show.

One pair was a forced couple of two first loves, pulled into the show at the last minute.

A hot comment from a netizen: My damn life has been arranged.

When the livestream resumed, the chat was filled with the same sentence.

[Please have all the guests do an intro show based on the “Crucian Carp Couple” standard.]