The Film Queen’s Live-In Son-in-Law is the King of the Women's Kingdom (GL) - Chapter 8

Once they were in the car, Shen Ji fidgeted for a long time. Although she had decided to act well in front of her wife and money-bags, unfortunately, Little King Shen had never groveled to anyone in her two lifetimes.

However, while Shen Ji had never catered to anyone, as the dignified King of Changyuan, she had naturally experienced countless people catering to and fawning over her. So, on her first day as a humble husband, she consciously began to improvise and adapt.

“Wife, are you hot?”

“Hmm? Isn’t the A/C cool enough?”

“No, then… wife, are you thirsty?”

“There’s a bottle of water next to you. You can open it.”

“Uh, then, wife, do you need a massage?”

“…” Yu 

Chiyin was helpless and reminded her, 

“I’m driving, Shen Ji.”

The failed husband dutifully sat up straight, like a primary school student, with her back straight and a fist’s distance from the seat’s backrest. Yu Chiyin glanced at her during a red light. 

“This isn’t a class.”

“Huh? Class?” The new illiterate husband looked confused. What class? How does one take it?

Yu Chiyin had to be more direct. 

“You can lean back on the seat. Relax a little.”

After a struggle, the little husband decided to listen to her wife, the money-bags. Although to her, leaning back lazily was comfortable, it didn’t look very good and might affect her image in her wife’s eyes.

A person who didn’t even know what an “image” was had now taken on a heavy burden.

As they neared the hospital, Shen Ji’s brain, like an old processor running for a long time, finally processed that Yu Chiyin was taking her to see a doctor. It was all the fault of her bewitching beauty. Busy admiring her wife’s beauty, she forgot that she was not the original Shen Ji, nor was she a soul from modern society.

She started to worry if there were any advanced scientific methods that could detect her anomaly.

In the Kingdom of Changyuan, this would mean she was possessed by an evil spirit and would most likely be burned alive. Thinking of the pain of being burned by fire, the little husband’s face fell, and she felt a sense of resistance.

But she didn’t know if a husband should refuse her money-bags’ kind offer to have her body checked. She could only say, 

“Actually, I don’t feel uncomfortable at all.”

This was an implicit way of telling Yu Chiyin that there was no need to go to the hospital. But Little King Shen didn’t know that people from Huaguo, or China, have a “we’ve already come all this way” mentality. Yu Chiyin glanced at the navigation. The private hospital was not far away.

“It doesn’t hurt to just take a look,” 

Yu Chiyin said, looking straight ahead without turning her head.

“Doesn’t it hurt?!”

“No, no, no, it could hurt! A lot!”

Shen Ji was anxious. Anxious, but it was useless. Useless, but still anxious.

“I… I need to use the restroom.” 

Little husband Shen didn’t care about anything else and just used an excuse. But she was also afraid that if she said she had a stomachache, Yu Chiyin would immediately drag her to the hospital for a thorough check-up.

The slightly cute navigation voice sounded, 

“Turn right in two hundred meters and go straight for three hundred meters to reach your destination.”

“Hmm, for a bathroom break, you can hold it. We’re almost there.”

Yu Chiyin turned on the turn signal, getting ready to change lanes. Shen Ji panicked even more. She could be sick, but she couldn’t be burned alive. That was too painful, and more importantly, it was ugly. Little King Shen couldn’t accept dying in such a way a second time.

“No… I can’t hold it, I can’t! Let me out of the car! I need to get out!!”

She couldn’t sit still and tried to grab the door handle. Yu Chiyin was startled. She quickly checked her right rearview mirror. Fortunately, there were no cars coming, so she pulled over temporarily. Yu Chiyin held down the anxious Shen Ji and asked in a serious tone,

 “What’s wrong with you? Tell me the truth.”

“I… I don’t want to see a doctor. I’m scared.” 

Shen Ji could only hope her wife and money-bags would be soft-hearted and let her go.

Yu Chiyin didn’t expect such a big person to be afraid of a doctor. She tilted her head and asked, 

“Are you afraid of injections?”

“Yes, I am!” What are injections? Acupuncture?

The little husband wasn’t really afraid, but she had to be now. She emphasized, 

“I’m afraid of everything. Everything related to hospitals, I’m afraid.”

As if afraid that Yu Chiyin would still insist on taking her to the hospital, Shen Ji held on to the door handle, looking like she was ready to jump out and run at any moment. Yu Chiyin was genuinely worried that the messy drug Jiang Sheng had gotten hold of had really fried her brain. But seeing Shen Ji’s resistance, she had no choice but to temporarily abandon the plan of taking her to the hospital.

Anyway, if things got really bad, she could just pay that quack triple the money to come over and take a look.

“Then we won’t go to the hospital. Let go.” 

Yu Chiyin coaxed the nervous little useless thing.

She couldn’t read, was afraid of hospitals, and afraid of injections. Was this really the notorious A-City slut with countless ex-girlfriends? Or was it that outside, a person’s image was what they made it, so Shen Ji was creating a unique new persona for herself in front of her?

Setting aside whether this persona was useful, it was indeed very special and novel, since no one would ever want to create such an image for themselves. 

“Oh no, Yu Chiyin thought, I’m getting curious, aren’t I? They say curiosity is the beginning of a crush.

She glanced at the little useless Shen again. Tsk, she was even more suspicious of the effects of Jiang Sheng’s drug. Unless she had truly fried her brain, it would be hard for her to develop a crush on this useless little thing.

“Are you… really not going?” 

Shen Ji was still worried. She watched Yu Chiyin operate the central control screen with her hand, changing the route. They were now heading to the Civil Affairs Bureau, but the little husband was illiterate and couldn’t read it. 

Besides, Yu Chiyin wouldn’t change all her devices to traditional characters.

“Beep, Little Mist will navigate for you. You are now going to [Hucheng Yuyang District Civil Affairs Bureau], 11.3 kilometers away, an estimated 31 minutes. Please fasten your seatbelt. We are now departing.”

The next line was, “In one hundred meters, make a U-turn at the traffic light.”

Shen Ji couldn’t read the words, but she could understand the keywords. The destination had changed from a certain hospital to the Civil Affairs Bureau. She let out a sigh of relief and resumed her upright sitting posture.

However, her hand was still nervously gripping the seatbelt, and her eyes were glued to the window, terrified that Yu Chiyin would trick her into a hospital when she wasn’t paying attention.

“Do you… have some kind of psychological trauma?”

The journey was still long. Yu Chiyin decided to chat with the little useless thing to pass the time. She took the initiative to find a topic. Someone who was so resistant to hospitals must be more than just afraid of injections.

The little husband was silent. She wasn’t afraid of hospitals, just of the uncertainty, and more than anything, she was afraid of being treated as a monster and burned alive.

So she could only beat around the bush and say, 

“Tell me, if someone encounters a ghost possession or something, will a sorcerer catch her and burn her?”

The direction of the conversation had shifted by a hundred and eighty degrees.

Yu Chiyin didn’t think much of it. 

“Did you watch a horror movie?”

Then she continued, 

“This is a society governed by law. You can’t burn people, unless they’re already dead and sent to the crematorium. There’s no way around that.”

The little husband didn’t dare to ask what a crematorium was, but she remembered that it was a place she could never go to, because that’s where people were burned, but only the dead.

“Getting burned by fire hurts a lot,” she muttered softly. She felt dazed and listless. “It really, really hurts.”

“Hmm, you talk as if you’ve been burned by fire,”

Yu Chiyin said. When she said this, her mind flashed back to the snowy white skin she had seen yesterday. Although it was just a fleeting glance, she was sure the little useless Shen had no scars on her body.

Shen Ji smiled. 

“I’ve been burned in a dream.”

“Oh~ you had a nightmare.” 

Yu Chiyin nodded. She really couldn’t tell that she was such a coward, scared so badly by a nightmare.

But with the conversation taking this turn, the two of them started talking about horror movies. Yu Chiyin even mentioned that she wanted to challenge herself with a film of that genre. She had acted in many art-house films and one mystery-detective film.

The illiterate little husband struggled to understand everything her wife was saying, trying her best to be a good conversationalist. But her knowledge base was running empty, so she had to secretly look things up on her phone while racking her brain to respond.

Fortunately, Yu Chiyin was focused on driving and didn’t notice any of this.

When they arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau, she had already called ahead to make arrangements. As a national celebrity that everyone from an 80-year-old grandmother to a 3-year-old child would recognize, her sudden appearance would likely cause a commotion.

Yu Chiyin didn’t want to cause trouble for the staff, so she cooperated and took Shen Ji through a special channel. Before entering, she stopped at the door, reached out, and straightened the little useless thing’s collar, smoothing out the wrinkles that had formed from sitting in the car.

“We’re getting married. Look happy,” 

she reminded Shen Ji. The little husband grinned, a smile that radiated with a confident and wild energy, as if to say, 

“I’m the cutest in the world.”

Yu Chiyin was very satisfied. This person could really fool people with that face.

She held her hand and walked inside. The paparazzi who had followed them the whole way had almost filled their cameras’ memory cards. When the two of them came out again, holding a red marriage certificate, the long telephoto lenses captured the image clearly.

Yu Chiyin even stood on her tiptoes, and her red lips landed on the foolishly smiling little useless thing’s cheek. She thought that if all went well, she would get a call from Yu Baichuan very soon.

Little King Shen, who had just been kissed, suddenly remembered her role as the husband. How could she let her money-bags wife stoop so low as to stand on her tiptoes to kiss her? Although it felt really good, she wanted it to feel even better. She wanted to both please her wife and satisfy herself.

So she just wrapped her arms around Yu Chiyin and carried her horizontally. She turned her head and said generously, 

“Wife, you can kiss me however you want.”

“…”

Yu Chiyin was startled and, upon hearing her words, felt as if Shen Ji was implying how impatient she was to kiss her. She was annoyed and pinched the soft flesh on the inside of the little useless thing’s arm. 

“Kiss your head! Put me down.”

Shen Ji felt that she couldn’t just blindly follow orders. As a husband with ambition, when she saw a blush creep up Yu Chiyin’s face, she knew her wife must like it.

“Wife, you’ve been driving for so long. I’ll carry you back.”

She was so touched by her own thoughtfulness that Shen Ji couldn’t stop smiling.

The paparazzi secretly shed tears of envy. They were frantically deleting photos to clear their memory cards, trying to take more photos at the same time. They were going to release this big scoop as soon as possible.

Meanwhile, Yu Chiyin was thinking that this useless little thing not only had a good face but also a lot of strength. She had carried her all the way to the car without getting red in the face or out of breath. What was this? Natural superhuman strength?

Little Husband Shen didn’t notice anything wrong at first. She was naturally skilled in martial arts.

Huh? Martial arts? Strength?

“Wow, I’m so strong!!” 

Shen Ji exclaimed in surprise.

“…Your voice is pretty loud, too.”

 The famous actress Yu covered her ears, her head buzzing.

“Hehe, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, wife~” 

She put her down, shyly rubbing her nose, thinking that her strength was still with her. She had been a little disappointed when she failed to use her inner energy, but having this strength was good, too. At least she could serve her wife well.

Yu Chiyin thought her acceptance of the role change was incredibly high. How could she so naturally call her “wife”?

Once in the car, Yu Chiyin held her phone and waited, not in a hurry to leave. Shen Ji didn’t rush her, either.

“Ding-a-ling”

The phone rang. Yu Chiyin looked down. As expected, the caller ID showed Yu Baichuan. A sarcastic smirk appeared on her lips.

She picked up. “Hello.”

“You get back here right now and explain yourself!!” 

The frantic roar of a middle-aged man came from the other end.

Yu Chiyin immediately held the phone far away from her ear. Shen Ji looked on curiously, always maintaining the role of the little husband, and did not ask.

“Got it.”

Yu Chiyin replied indifferently and hung up.

She looked at Shen Ji, and her sarcastic smile was replaced by a genuinely warm one. But Shen Ji instinctively felt that she was about to be schemed against.

She secretly sighed and whispered, 

“Don’t worry, I’m very good at fighting!”

“…”

So dumb! Really!

Yu Chiyin started the car.

“At most, we’ll just be fighting with words.”

The little king Shen had never fought with words, but she could try for the sake of her wife.

So she said, 

“Whatever the fight, I will try my best to win.”

For her money-bags, for her wife, and most importantly, for the living allowance.

How could the dignified King of Changyuan fall to such a state?

But she wasn’t discouraged. She was even a little excited and eager to try. 

“If I win, do I get extra money?”

“Hmm, if you do well, I’ll give you an extra fifty thousand every month,” 

Yu Chiyin said, nonchalantly raising the stakes.

The little husband immediately checked her phone, and after confirming the purchasing power of fifty thousand, the smile on her face could not be contained. Yu Chiyin was infected by her joy and couldn’t stop smiling, either.

Anyone who didn’t know them would truly believe they were a pair of deeply in-love newlyweds, basking in the glow of just getting their marriage certificate.