Marrying the Short-Lived, Maniacal Eldest Miss for Good Fortune 123

Chapter 123: Body Swap · Us

Lin Shuxing had been smiling at Fang Yi ever since she had changed her clothes.

Driving Fang Yi’s familiar yet unfamiliar body seemed to be a very interesting thing for her. She had spent a long time dressing up in front of the mirror, and the corners of her lips had been drawn into various arcs, and she had finally found a perfect angle.

“Baby, look…!” she had said with great interest, hooking the corner of her mouth with her finger. Her long black hair had been simply curled a few times, and the layers had been instantly pulled out, adding a bit of a rebellious air to her cool and detached temperament, and her smile was also energetic.

And Fang Yi, with Lin Shuxing’s body, had a tense face, as if she were facing a great enemy. She had immediately stood on her tiptoes and had put on a hat and a mask for her, covering up all her overly distinct personal colors.

Although the body was her own, after the soul swap, one could still see a very subtle difference. It was as if a drop of glitter ink had been dropped into a plain glass of water, and it had suddenly started to sparkle, exceptionally brilliant and dazzling.

“Ah, I specially did my hair!”

Lin Shuxing had poked Fang Yi with a mournful look. “I hate you. We haven’t even taken a picture together yet.”

Fang Yi could only coax her: When we’ve settled down, and it’s just the two of us, we’ll take our time to take pictures.

The plain words had fallen on Lin Shuxing’s ears, and had naturally turned a circle, and had become a kind of meaningful hint. Her just-drooping shoulders had immediately perked up, and she had hugged Fang Yi and had given her a peck.

Kissing her own body had no psychological burden for her. If it weren’t for the fact that she was in a hurry to go out, she would have wanted to pull Fang Yi along and change into a hundred and eight sets of clothes. They would look good no matter how they were worn.

Although under Fang Yi’s insistence, those overly expensive evening gowns had all been hung back in the wardrobe, the individual items that Lin Shuxing had chosen were still exceptionally noble. Paired with Fang Yi’s original good figure, a casual match could have gone on the T-stage.

In the end, Fang Yi had taken two large coats, and had put them on the two of them with a blank expression, and then a pair of sunglasses, to cover her flowing eyes… after a thousand precautions, the two fully armed big stars had finally gone out.

**

In the airport.

The petite young lady had strode forward, and the woman with a noble and elegant gait had held her waist very intimately. Wang Quan had seen this sweet combination from a distance, and had not thought of them at all, but had just unconsciously looked a few more times, her face showing envy.

Then the tall and slender woman had approached, had taken off her sunglasses with one hand, and her cool and detached voice had been tinged with a smile, and she had held out her hand. “Wang Quan.”

Wang Quan: ???

Wang Quan had looked up in disbelief as if she had seen a ghost. “Big, big, big boss?”

The young lady on the side had pinched her brow, and her crisp voice had said coldly, “No need to shake hands. It’s us.”

This familiar tone… Wang Quan had taken a step back in fear, and had glanced at her again. “Big, big, big boss?”

The two of them were too familiar. Fang Yi knew that she couldn’t hide it from Wang Quan, and there was no need to. She would need her help to cover for her at the tech summit.

Wang Quan had a good acceptance of this kind of strange and supernatural thing. She had said that she had heard that it was easy to swap souls after “opening the spiritual orifices,” and that there might be a way to swap back by praying at the Niangniang Temple. Don’t get caught by your mother-in-law and be exorcised on the spot.

Wang Quan’s tone was even a little envious. Fang Yi didn’t know what she was envious of.

Lin Shuxing, on the other hand, had immediately gotten what “opening the spiritual orifices” meant, and had rested her chin on Fang Yi’s shoulder, and had laughed lowly:

“So chaste, sister.”

“It would be good if you were this immature in bed.”

Her tone had a hint of playful reproach, and it was clear that she had been tormented a lot last night. She had deliberately and retaliatorily bitten Fang Yi.

Fang Yi’s ears had turned red, and she had raised her hand to touch her nose.

Wang Quan had let out a silent “awoo” and had hidden in the back seat.

They had booked a whole plane, and they were all senior staff. Lin Shuxing had lazily taken off her sunglasses, and had thought that such a strange thing as a body swap would not be easily exposed.

“Wang Quan.” She had raised her hand.

“Oh, what’s wrong? Big boss… sister-in-law.” Wang Quan was still a little unused to it, but was still full of enthusiasm.

Lin Shuxing had stood up gracefully, had taken out a small gift box from the exquisite handbag that Fang Yi was holding, had taken out the orange silk scarf, and had patiently tied it for Wang Quan, and had tied a beautiful knot.

“You look too dull in this. It doesn’t suit you. A contrasting color would be better.”

Lin Shuxing’s every move had carried her unique pride, and when it had come out of Fang Yi’s cool and detached voice, it had become a little low and slow. At the end, she had curled her lips and had patted the still-dazed Wang Quan:

“You have to let others see you first, and then get to know you, and understand you.”

Wang Quan had walked away with her hands and feet in the same motion, and had gone to the side to look in the mirror in a daze. This little bit of orange on her was like a leaping flame, and it had indeed awakened her whole presence.

Fang Yi had walked over and had asked, “How is it?”

“Big boss,” Wang Quan had turned her head, her expression ever-changing. “I don’t know. I feel like crying a little.”

Fang Yi had said very coolly, “Don’t cry. This is my wife.”

Wang Quan had lowered her head and had let out a gasp that was close to a small animal’s. “What kind of posture can I use to kowtow to get such a partner!”

She had immediately put her hands together, had bent down and had bowed to Fang Yi. “Rub, rub, rub. Receive, receive, receive.”

Fang Yi: “…”
What kind of new-age cyber superstition is this?

She had said jokingly, “Don’t bow to me. Bow to Jiang Wan. The fox god will bless you.”

“Really!” Wang Quan’s eyes had widened. “Then can I pray for her to bless me to find a girlfriend like the award-winning actress Zhong?”

Fang Yi: “…Can you not always pray for someone else’s girlfriend? Change to something more practical.”

“Oh, I knew it…” Wang Quan had drooped her head, and had suddenly looked up in shock. “What other people’s girlfriend? The two of them are together??! Ah, my goddess—!!!”

Knowing that she had misspoken, Fang Yi had waved her hand with a profound look and had walked away.

When she had returned, Lin Shuxing was opening a can with one hand, pressing it with her palm, and with a light flick of her long, slender fingers, she could easily open the drink.

“Fang Yi, you’re so strong!” She had seemed to be talking to herself, and a hint of envy had been in her eyes. Suddenly, her expression had become very subtle, and she had covered her hot face.

Lin Shuxing had looked up, had pulled Fang Yi to sit down, and had looked at her with her sparkling eyes. “Will I have a chance to be as… fit as you in the future?”

She had been sick for too long, and in her growing years, she had always been weaker than her peers. Now that she had finally gained a little flesh, she had only barely reached the level of a normal person.

She could only kiss Fang Yi without standing on her tiptoes when she was wearing high heels. But now, using Fang Yi’s body, she had found that there was still a little distance. Every kiss was Fang Yi nonchalantly bending down.

Hearing the young lady say this, Fang Yi couldn’t help but feel a pang in her heart. Her star had stumbled all the way, and the effort she had put in was far more than an ordinary person’s. So she had held her hand and had coaxed her gently, “Of course. After we go back, we can go to the gym together, eat more meat, and you will grow up and grow taller.”

“Spread your hand.” Lin Shuxing had said.

They had pressed their palms together, one large and one small, forming a sharp contrast. Lin Shuxing had suddenly wrapped her hand around Fang Yi’s and had said with a light laugh, “Mine!”

Fang Yi had also smiled, and a softness had risen in her heart. She had then seen Lin Shuxing get close and had whispered a dirty joke in her ear.

Her heart had instantly turned into a blush. Fang Yi had clumsily interrupted her and had instead talked about the speech and some precautions for meeting the leader.

She was still a little nervous, or rather, she had been tense since she had woken up in the morning, and it was not just because of the body swap.

She had prepared a speech for Lin Shuxing and had even deliberately deleted some obscure and difficult-to-understand content. But before she had gone on stage, under the gaze of tens of thousands of pairs of eyes, Lin Shuxing had not taken that thin card.

She had taken off her reserved black windbreaker, had given Fang Yi a light kiss, and had not shied away from the crazy flashing lights on the side.

She had walked to the center of the stage with a confident stride, had raised her hand, and the whole world had quieted down because of this simple action.

The black-haired, black-eyed woman had smiled slightly, and the rimless glasses on the bridge of her nose had refracted a sharp light. She had started from that starry sky, and the evening wind had gently caressed her, and the cicadas had chirped. From the cascading starlight, a whole clear autumn night had spread out, and a world of infinite possibilities had been born.

A great journey had only originated from a small and confused dream.

There was no extra content, no fancy PPT. At the end, she had put up a photo of the data growth. The sparks had gradually become a prairie fire, and had lit up the entire map.

Finally, she had gracefully nodded at the camera that was broadcasting live to the world, and had paid tribute to every “creator god.”

All eyes were on her, and her blood was boiling.

Fang Yi, who had been staring at Lin Shuxing, was speechless. Her language was too pale, and Lin Shuxing’s speech was so outstanding. Many of the feelings she had not known how to describe had been relayed by Lin Shuxing one by one.

When she had said these things, in the large venue, they had been gazing at each other.

At first, it had just been a quiet starry sky. When Fang Yi had created it, she had not even considered the future. She had just wanted to create, because she could do it.

Even if it had no value, even if it had no meaning… she had just wanted to do something.

Wang Quan had said that this was called “generating electricity with love,” and that it belonged to the same beautiful concept as the “global village” they had grown up in. With the rapid development of technology and the times, it seemed to have become very distant… alright, even this sentence had become a cliché in a composition.

Wang Quan, on the side, had been so excited that she was wiping her tears. While maintaining a decent image, she had quickly and secretly opened the stock market. As she had imagined, it had been rising in a straight line.

“Thank you.” Fang Yi had said to Lin Shuxing.

Lin Shuxing really had a talent for business or politics. She was a dazzling star, and everyone would subconsciously follow her words.

Star had blinked at Fang Yi.

“It’s not a cliché, is it?” Lin Shuxing had taken Fang Yi’s hand and had looked at her with a smile. “These are all my true feelings. To be able to create, no matter the result, is a very remarkable thing.”

As an angel investor, many people had felt that in their eyes, there were only two kinds of projects: one that made money, and the other that didn’t. In fact, it was true, but it could not be used to judge success.

A person’s whole life is just a search for happiness, and that’s it.

Capital does not create value. She is just good at using various resources in a more appropriate place.

She was a thorough and shrewd merchant, but she would also be impressed by the temperament of an idealist martyr. Because she could not do it herself, she would instead prefer those pure things.

Pure things are often stupid, like Fang Yi, like her love.

Although she was very poor, she would generously smile at her when she passed by, and would gently hand her a handful of silver coins.

At that time, a coat that Lin Shuxing was wearing could have bought the whole shop, but by a strange coincidence, she had still pushed open the glass, had accepted the silver coins, and had held Fang Yi’s smile in her palm.

The first time Lin Shuxing had seen her, she had only had one thought—so stupid, so likable.

She had to find a way to get her.

Now, the gift she had wanted the most in her youth was holding her hand tightly, her eyes gentle and fiery.

Fang Yi had said in a low voice, “Let’s go and see the leader. Let’s go together.”

The vines had entangled the obscure past in a bloody mess. She had thought that she could finally let go of some things.

She would not let Lin Shuxing go alone, to replace her, to see the leader.

After several years, that person, who in her heart was infinitely close to a mother goddess, had appeared again. There was no halo, no hymns. She had stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the sunlight had draped over her hair. Her heavy gaze had been drawn back from the distant horizon, and had turned around, and all the time in the room had tilted with it.

Lin Shuxing had sensed that Fang Yi’s hand, which was holding hers, was getting tighter and tighter, and was even trembling slightly, which was very rare. Then she had firmly taken a step forward and had stood in front of her.

In this life, Fang Yi no longer followed the leader, even though she knew that the direction the leader was pointing was definitely correct.

She had become selfish, cowardly, and she also had something she was afraid of losing and would protect for the rest of her life. She had to move forward.

Fang Yi had reported what she had done all these years to the leader as if she were reporting for duty. She had not spoken well. Too many honors were insignificant at the national level. She had never been good at stating her achievements, and she had spoken dryly, even crisper than a cookie.

Finally, she had touched her nose and had said in a hoarse voice, “I’m very happy now.”

Personal feelings were not worth mentioning in the face of collective achievements, but this point was very important to Fang Yi. Even though her heart was beating so hard it was about to jump out of her chest, she had still used this somewhat strange sentence as a closing remark.

The leader had lowered her eyes from a high place, had sized her up for a long time, and had moved her gaze to the person behind her. That young lady was narrowing her eyes, and with an ignorance of her own limitations, she was staring at her with a threatening look.

There were no suffocating words. Fang Yi had heard the leader smile, and it was even kind. She had said faintly:

“That’s also very good. It seems you’ve found your own path.”

Fang Yi had not looked up, so of course she had not known that Lin Shuxing was looking at the leader. That meaningful end of her words had fallen lightly, had passed through the floating dust in the air, and had passed through countless times of confusion and struggle…

Her lover had held her hand.