The Fake Daughter Want to Be Villainess - Chapter 63

Pei Wang was clearly taken aback for a moment.

He raised his hand, lightly brushing his fingertips against Jiang Shu’s chin, his voice slightly husky: “Shu Shu.”

Jiang Shu stepped back cautiously, shaking her eyelashes. Just as she was about to speak, she heard Pei Wang let out a quiet sigh.

He entered the room, shut the door with a wave of his hand, and then reached out to tousle Jiang Shu’s damp hair: “Should I help you dry your hair?”

Jiang Shu clutched the hairdryer and took another step back.

She quickly plugged it in, switched it on, and the loud noise of the hairdryer filled the air. In a tone of avoidance, she urged, “Goodnight, you should get some sleep.”

Pei Wang chuckled softly.

Breakfast was provided by the host family, who prepared soybean milk and steamed mung bean cake, sharing a portion with the two of them.

Jiang Shu felt a bit embarrassed: “We should pay you.”

The host family laughed, and the girl waved her hand: “It’s nothing valuable.”

She looked at Jiang Shu: “Do you like it? I can pack some for you to take with you.”

In the end, Jiang Shu left with a small bag of mung bean cake as she headed to the village entrance.

Today’s activity was just Truth or Dare, and the recording started a bit late, yet they were still the first pair to arrive at the village entrance.

They waited for a while until the other guests gradually arrived. The director pulled out a microphone and pretended to cough: “Everyone arrived quite early, didn’t they?”

No one responded.

The director wasn’t annoyed; he smiled and continued, “I trust everyone has played Truth or Dare before. You all understand the rules, so I won’t elaborate.”

He added meaningfully, “I suppose everyone is more concerned about the reward and penalty system.”

The director felt in his pocket, then pulled out a thick wad of cash, displaying a pained expression: “Anyone who successfully completes a dare or shares truth will receive ten bucks.”

The guests exchanged glances, and Yu Zhen spoke up first: “What if you don’t complete it?”

She frowned, “A drinking penalty?”

Qu Mei immediately followed with a firm expression: “Sorry, I don’t drink.”

“Hey, who do you think you’re looking down on?” The director shot her a sidelong glance, putting the money back into his pocket. He raised a finger: “Ten bucks can get you one exemption.”

“If you don’t have money—” his voice stretched as he opened his hand, “then you’ll just have to do the tasks.”

The game began.

The guests sat in chairs, forming a small circle, with a table set in the center displaying a pointer toy.

The director stood beside the toy: “For the first round, I’ll spin it, and after that, the person chosen from the previous round will take their turn.”

He smiled cheerfully: “Whoever it points to is who it points to.”

With a gentle flick of his fingers, the pointer surprisingly wobbled slightly before teetering and pointing at Jiang Shu.

The director stood up, exclaiming: “Wow, what a coincidence.”

Jiang Shu looked at him with a complex expression.

The director, showing no embarrassment, asked the staff to bring over two boxes and asked Jiang Shu: “Do you want Truth or Dare?”

Jiang Shu frowned.

She had a hunch that the dare would be quite challenging, so after hesitating, she chose Truth—after all, the program team wouldn’t know if she was telling the truth or not.

Jiang Shu stood up calmly: “I choose Truth.”

The director clapped his hands, then turned to the staff: “Bring over the items.”

A staff member took out a neat little box from under the table and handed it to the director.

The director lifted the small box, displayed it to the guests, then stopped in front of Jiang Shu: “To ensure the integrity of the Truth segment, I spent a fortune on a lie detector—”

He bent down to fasten the device strap around Jiang Shu’s wrist, giving her a meaningful smile: “Don’t lie, okay?”

The director then handed her the box containing the truth questions: “Draw one.”

Jiang Shu awkwardly moved her wrist and pulled out a piece of paper from the box.

She glanced down at the question written on it and instinctively read it aloud: “When did you confirm your relationship?”

Jiang Shu’s tongue lightly touched the back of her teeth.

She suspected that the lie detector was the director’s way of trapping them, but she didn’t dare to be the first to break the rules.Jiang Shu hesitated for a moment, turned her head to glance at Pei Wang, and then honestly replied, “Yesterday.”

The director displayed a look of surprise.

The guests fell silent as well, sensing something different from Jiang Shu’s answer—

They exchanged glances, and then Ren Lishu couldn’t help but ask, “Aren’t you siblings?”

Isn’t the sibling relationship determined from birth?

Jiang Shu blinked.

Lin Hui chimed in, “What Jiang Shu means is that she only acknowledged Pei Wang as her brother yesterday?”

The others remained silent.

It was evident that Jiang Shu’s intended meaning was not referring to the sibling relationship. But what other relationships could be confirmed between a man and a woman?

The guests looked at each other, and Ren Lishu tried to ease the tension, saying, “Aren’t truth questions limited to one answer?” She urged Jiang Shu, “You’ve answered, now spin the pointer.”

This question was managed to be glossed over, and Jiang Shu moved to spin the pointer, which wobbled slightly before finally landing in front of Qu Mei.

Qu Mei stood up with a serious expression: “Truth.”

She drew a piece of paper and read it aloud: “Tell us about the most memorable thing you’ve experienced.”

Qu Mei raised her brow, cast a cold glance at the director, then lowered her eyelashes and said flatly, “Being tricked by the director to record this show.”

The director chuckled awkwardly yet politely: “Haha.”

The other guests laughed a couple of times in response, amidst the laughter, the lie detector sounded once.

The director immediately sighed in relief and reminded her: “You lied.”

He emphasized, “Please speak the truth.”

Qu Mei paused for a moment, her brows furrowing, her demeanor clearly showing some resistance as her hand reached for her pocket.

She pulled out the money she earned yesterday, counted it carefully, then sighed and placed it on the table in front of her, reluctantly saying, “When I was falsely accused by Yu Zhen.”

Yu Zhen pursed her lips.

The lie detector did not beep again, and Qu Mei went ahead to spin the pointer—

Her movement was light, almost purposefully just nudging it slightly to the side.

Jiang Shu instinctively looked at Yu Zhen, who was now pointed at.

She leaned towards Pei Wang and whispered, “Is Qu Mei unwilling to accept this?”

Though the other two groups of guests would occasionally argue, for the most part, they were at a serene peace as if they had seen it all.

Only Qu Mei had consistently adopted an uncooperative stance, showing disdain and coldness, yet also dissatisfaction.

Dissatisfied that the grievances she held for so many years were so casually dismissed by Yu Zhen.

Yu Zhen stood up and reached out to the director: “I choose truth as well.”

She drew a question, glanced down, and her expression turned strange: “Director, did you choose this question on purpose?”

Yu Zhen read aloud: “How do you view the conflicts that arose between you two back then?”

She lowered her head and sighed, “It’s all my fault, my mistake. I was deceived; someone sent me a photo of you with my partner. I acted foolishly and posted it on Weibo.”

Yu Zhen made a pleading gesture: “Please forgive me—”

“I won’t forgive you.” Qu Mei replied coldly: “You believed a single photo? You didn’t even come to verify it with me; you just directly posted it on Weibo.”

She turned her head away: “Is this how you see me?”

Yu Zhen moved her lips, wanting to argue, but Qu Mei raised her hand to gesture for silence: “I don’t want to hear any more.”

“I don’t want to keep picking at old wounds.” She pushed the remaining money forward: “I still have forty bucks left, and I won’t answer the upcoming questions.”

Yu Zhen fell silent; after a moment, she smiled lightly: “Then I won’t answer either; let’s both skip the next question.”

She took out her money: “I have thirty.”

She moved to spin the pointer: “I don’t think it’ll be that unlucky; I’ll probably land one of you a few times.”

Yu Zhen glanced at whom the pointer aimed at, calling out: “Ren Lishu.”

Ren Lishu stood up generously: “Truth, truth.”

The director sighed: “Why is it that none of you opt for dare?”

He handed the box to Ren Lishu, watching her draw a question: “Why did we break up?”

Ren Lishu replied with a light laugh: “We were incompatible in character.”

The lie detector beeped: “Beep.”

Ren Lishu’s expression changed slightly, and she repeated: “He didn’t have time for family.”

Beep.

Ren Lishu’s demeanor finally turned serious; she stared at the lie detector for a while, then pulled out a ten-dollar bill from her pocket: “Skip.”

She removed the straps from the lie detector while saying, “This little thing is pretty impressive.”

The director bragged: “Of course, I spent a fortune on it.”

The pointer finally stopped, and the director leaned in to take a look before smiling: “President Pei.”

He suddenly remembered something, and his face fell: “You’re not going to choose truth, are you?”

Pei Wang smiled warmly: “Then I’ll choose dare.”

He pulled a piece of paper from the box, looked down, and then smiled.

“Shu Shu.” Pei Wang lowered his head and gently called out, and Jiang Shu looked up in confusion, not yet realizing what was happening when she saw Pei Wang bend down, lifting her chin with his hand.

He whispered in her ear: “To repay your gratitude from last night.”

Pei Wang turned his head slightly and gently kissed her cheek.

The author has something to say:

QwQ, confirming the relationship is related to the hand-holding from before.

Darn it, I was just thinking about how it would naturally come together, but the frog was already boiled.