The Movie Queen Wants to Get Back with Her Ex - Chapter 10
Chapter 10: Si Shao Drunk
“Why? Why can’t we break the engagement? Si Shao, is this really meaningful? We know each other so well—spending our entire lives together like this, is that really interesting?”
“It is.”
Yan Xijing saw that Si Shao remained unmoved and fell silent.
Si Shao drove Yan Xijing home. Before she got out of the car, she said softly, “Xiaojing, we were destined to be together. We won’t be apart this lifetime.”
“Are you okay with that? Si Shao, you’re a top‑tier alpha—won’t one lifetime of only my scent be enough?”
“Of course. For me, having you is enough.”
“Let’s not talk about this today. Let’s both think it over, and meet again in three days.”
Yan Xijing felt she couldn’t continue the conversation in Si Shao’s current state.
Si Shao exhaled deeply and asked, “Xiaojing, can’t we just be okay together? Why do you feel we don’t share love?”
“I don’t want to talk about this today.”
“Alright. Then get some good rest.”
After Yan Xijing returned home, Si Shao lingered in the parking lot for a long time before driving off.
Back at home, Si Shao felt restless. She fetched a bottle of alcohol—she didn’t usually drink, but in moments like this, alcohol was perfect. A few glasses in, dizzy and fuzzy, perhaps she wouldn’t need to guard her heart so much.
Yan Xijing returned home feeling frustrated as well. The matter with Xiao Ran—she hadn’t even planned for Si Shao to find out. She just wanted to test what being with someone else would feel like. But fate had other plans—Si Shao caught them. Her words echoed again. She couldn’t retreat.
She sighed, “Fine, let it end. I planned to end it long ago anyway. I just hope Si Shao can move on too.”
But Si Shao couldn’t ever move on. She drank herself into a stupor and locked herself in her room. The next morning, groggy, she went to the company. Staff hesitated to approach her in such a bad mood. She handled only easy tasks and left early—she couldn’t stay late.
Once home, Si Shao couldn’t bring herself to eat and returned to her room. She picked up the phone, wanting to call Yan Xijing, but paused. Xiaojing probably doesn’t want to hear from me right now. Calling would only get a rejection.
Just then, the housekeeper knocked and offered to bring up dinner. “Miss, would you like to eat something?”
“No, you can go about your work.”
Her parents were abroad on a two‑year sabbatical. That day, Si Shao really needed someone to talk to.
Her trembling finger scrolled through her contacts before she dialed Shen Ruzhu, asking him to meet for drinks at Nightfall, a bar they shared a stake in. Ruzhu was both a friend and business partner.
He wasn’t surprised at the invitation—but seeing Si Shao ask him to drink was unusual. He was curious why she’d want to drown sorrows.
Ruzhu arrived first and waited. Si Shao showed up afterward, driven by her driver.
“Hey, big shot—got some time to drink with me today?”
“Talk less and walk in,” she said.
Ruzhu chuckled. As top‑tier alpha and elite businessman, he never felt pressured by her—Si Shao was principled and a loyal friend.
They entered their private room, and she began pouring drinks.
Ruzhu reached for her glass and smiled, “So you dragged me here just to watch you drown your sorrows? Not right, is it?”
Si Shao laughed softly, set down her glass, and said, “Okay, I won’t drink—for now. Ruzhu, tell me something: what is real love?”
She didn’t really expect Shen Ruzhu to have an answer. She just wanted someone to talk to—even nonsense was fine.
Ruzhu lit up, “Love? You asked the right person—this is a long story. My first love was when I was ten—no, five.”
Si Shao raised an eyebrow. “Five?”
“Yes, five. Back when I was in preschool, there was an omega classmate—so beautiful, I fell instantly. But he didn’t choose me. He chose a boy surnamed Xiao. Seriously? What did that guy have that I didn’t?”
Si Shao: …
Ruzhu kept going with drool flying, talking on and on for over an hour until he finally got to college:
“In my freshman year, I had a real omega. Until I met him I didn’t know what true love was.”
“Oh? You sealed them with marking?”
Si Shao was finally interested. The earlier stories sounded nonsensical; now he was getting real.
“No, you don’t mark before marriage. That’s cruel. I just… I slept with him, with a temporary marking. You know what that feels like? I nearly…” He paused, then looked doubtfully at Si Shao. “Wait. You’re engaged—you don’t get that feeling?”
“My self‑control’s good.”
Si Shao answered calmly. Ruzhu clapped with admiration:
“Impressive—Si Shao, you’re something else.”
“Shut up and keep going,” she teased, gesturing for him to continue.
“Okay. That omega—he was my senior, a med student. You had to see him—handsome and irresistible. The moment I saw him, my heart raced. The more we spent time together, the more I knew he was The One. I really wanted to… to marry him…”