The Drug Script

Ran Xinxin froze for a moment, staring at the girl clinging tightly to Ye Shuang's arm, blinking in slight surprise—in her memory, the girl standing beside Ye Shuang shouldn’t have been this one.

But it had been years. Maybe Brother Ye had changed girlfriends.

"Married? Brother Ye, you’re married?" Ran Xinxin asked curiously.

"Not yet," Ye Shuang replied, unsure why Bai Yuyou was acting like this today. His arm was completely engulfed in the softness of her embrace, making it impossible to pull away.

"We will get married," Bai Yuyou added.

Ye Shuang gave her a surprised glance: "..."

"Oh, I see. Seems like I’m being seen as a rival," Ran Xinxin remarked, noticing Bai Yuyou’s possessive behavior. "Just so you know, I don’t have romantic feelings for Brother Ye. Even if I did, he probably wouldn’t feel the same way."

"Brother Ye is my savior."

Bai Yuyou didn’t respond, continuing to hold onto Ye Shuang’s arm.

Just then, Ye Shuang felt a light kick against his knee as a fair foot nudged him.

"Alright, enough of this topic. If you’ve got time, help massage my feet instead," Alice interjected.

Ye Shuang and the others glanced at Alice, chuckling before dropping the subject.

The place was crowded. Aside from Alice and Ran Xinxin, there were a few male actors in the distance—all unfamiliar faces, likely not well-known celebrities.

Soon, staff brought chairs for Ye Shuang and the group, allowing them to sit and watch the filming from afar.

"What’s the script about?" Ye Shuang asked, curious.

"Something about a murder here, and one of us being the killer," Alice replied, eyeing the script disdainfully. "Do modern writers even try? You can guess the culprit from the start."

"Miss Alice, the scriptwriter is right here," Bobo whispered beside her.

"Oh."

"So, what roles are you playing?" Ye Shuang asked with a smile.

"I’m the eldest daughter of this tea plantation’s owner," Ran Xinxin said, then pointed at Alice. "And Alice is my younger sister."

"You two don’t look like sisters at all," Tang Duoduo blurted out.

Tang Keke nodded in agreement.

Since when did a family have a blonde younger sister?

"Hard to say," Ye Shuang murmured, glancing at Bai Yuyou before recalling Alice, the half-sister from a different mother. He shook his head.

"Miss Alice, Sister Ran, it’s time for your scene," a staff member announced.

"Got it."

Alice stood up, and she and Ran Xinxin walked to the filming area.

"Ooooh, it’s starting! So exciting!" Tang Duoduo vibrated with enthusiasm, everything here being a fresh experience for her.

Alice adjusted her expression as the countdown began. Ran Xinxin adopted a suspicious glare.

"Liliya… It was you, wasn’t it? You killed Father."

"Sister, I don’t know what you’re talking about," Alice trembled, her eyes wide with innocence and sorrow. "How… could even you suspect me?"

"I should’ve realized sooner…" Ran Xinxin clutched her chest, feigning agony. "You… aren’t my real sister!"

"The proof is that our whole family has black hair—except you! Yours is golden!!!"

The two male actors gasped dramatically. "So it’s true! Miss Liliya’s hair is golden!"

Ye Shuang and the group: "..."

Huh?! ↗

"It’s albinism! Albinos naturally have golden hair!" Alice cried, her voice breaking. "And you’re saying I’m not Father’s daughter? Sister, why are you framing me?!"

The male actors pulled out their phones, tapping furiously before gasping. "Wh-what?! It’s true… Albinos do have golden hair."

"Does that mean… Miss Wang lied?!"

But Ran Xinxin smirked confidently. "I knew you’d try to deny it. That’s why I have another piece of evidence."

"What evidence?"

"Our whole family’s surname is Wang. But you—Monchi T. Luffy Calisler Akagi Haruko Alexander Kakashi Elizabeth Liliya—why don’t you share our surname?!"

"Therefore… you aren’t a true member of the Wang family!"

Alice staggered back, feigning shock. "No… How could my flaw be exposed here?!"

Ye Shuang and the group: "..."

Seriously, was the scriptwriter high when they wrote this?

Is this a horror film or a comedy?

"That’s right. I’m the one who killed your father," Alice suddenly declared, hands on her hips as she laughed maniacally. "My true identity is Alice, an alien from Planet Totota in the M87 Nebula! Since you’ve uncovered the truth, no one leaves here alive today!"

"Totota Beam!" Alice brandished a stick, mimicking a spellcasting motion. Ran Xinxin and the actors stumbled back in exaggerated terror.

"Ahhh!"

"Y-you’re an alien?!" Ran Xinxin and the two men clutched their chests, biting into blood capsules. Crimson liquid trickled from their lips.

"Miss Wang, what do we do?!"

"Her power is too strong!"

"Hmph. To think you survived my first attack," Alice sneered, swinging the stick again. "It ends now! Totota Beam!"

One male actor leaped forward, shielding Ran Xinxin before convulsing violently. "Aaaahhh!!!"

"Nooooooo!!!!"

"Ouyang Fugui!!!" Ran Xinxin wailed.

"Cut!"

A voice boomed from the loudspeaker. The director, seated nearby, looked pleased. "Good. That’s a wrap for this scene."

Alice and the others relaxed, cleaning up before returning to the shade.

"So? How was my brilliant acting?" Alice asked smugly as she rejoined Ye Shuang and the girls.

Ye Shuang and the girls exchanged glances.

"Where do we even start with the criticism?"

Tang Duoduo nodded. "My illusions are shattered."

"Never mind the acting, the script gives off major 'Ding Zhen' vibes," Tang Keke muttered, arms crossed.

But Bai Yuyou nodded approvingly. "Alice, very impressive."

"It’s a horror-comedy short film," Ran Xinxin explained. "Apparently, this genre’s trending lately. The director plans to upload it for viral traction."

"Makes sense," Ye Shuang said. Just then, he noticed someone approaching from the director’s side.

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