Su Bailian's side.
She stared at the screen, biting her nails, her face twisted in anger.
[I found someone else.]
Found someone else??
"Who the hell stole my business?"
"Damn it, I didn’t even know there was competition online!"
Su Bailian cursed under her breath as she typed furiously on her keyboard.
Qin Luo! You really are as annoying as ever! I went out of my way to help you confess to Su Muwan, and you didn’t even appreciate it!
You went and found someone else to come up with a plan, huh?
Fine, fine!!
If that’s how it’s going to be!
Let’s see whose plan is better—mine or theirs!!!!
Su Bailian took a deep breath, her expression turning serious.
A slight smirk crept onto her lips.
Oioioi.
It’s been a while since things got this heated. Looks like I’ll have to get serious!
Might as well start with a simple little test to see if my suspicions are correct!
.....
...
That night.
Su Family Villa, living room.
Ding dong~!
As the doorbell rang, Su Bailian, dressed in a white dress, stood obediently at the entrance.
She smiled sweetly at Qin Luo and the others who opened the door. "Good evening, Sister Muwan, Qin Luo, Sister Qiuyue~!"
As she spoke, she glanced around the room.
Tsk tsk, Yan Qiuyue is here too, and it looks like she’s planning to stay over.
How interesting. She’s usually so busy, but now she’s staying at Su Muwan’s place?
Hmm... looks like Su Muwan’s brought in her strategist!
Su Bailian quickly pieced together the situation.
Now, it’s time to get to work!
Su Muwan looked at Su Bailian, who had suddenly shown up, with a mix of annoyance and disdain. "Su Bailian, what are you doing here at this hour?"
The "Lotus Master" had suggested a game to test Qin Luo.
Hearing this, Su Bailian blinked her eyes innocently, putting on a pitiful expression. "Sister Muwan, I just wanted to..."
"Shut up. Speak properly, or I’ll have Qin Luo strangle you."
Hey! That’s a bit harsh, don’t you think?!
Su Muwan! You’re shameless!
But!
I’ll endure it!
Su Bailian’s smile stiffened, and she snorted lightly. "Su Muwan, back when I was working my ass off for you at the Rakshasa Palace, I had my share of contributions, didn’t I?"
"Stop right there."
Su Muwan rolled her eyes. "That’s why the Song Family’s assets were handed over to you. I didn’t ask for anything in return, so we’re even."
"Uh... well... that..."
Su Bailian was instantly left speechless.
She stammered, unable to form a coherent response.
"Well, that’s true..."
"If it’s true, then you can leave."
"You!"
Su Bailian panicked.
If she couldn’t stay, she wouldn’t be able to confirm something important.
But if she wanted to stay, she needed Su Muwan’s permission.
Besides, she didn’t even need to be here in the first place. She came all this way for the sake of Su Muwan and Qin Luo’s future.
And now they’re treating her like this.
The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. Tears welled up in her eyes and began to fall. "Waaah!! Su Muwan, why are you being so mean to me!"
"Sure, I used to annoy you! I used to target you! I even framed you!"
"But, but haven’t we made up already?"
"Putting aside all the times I plotted against you, I’ve helped you so much now. Can’t you forgive me for what I did in the past?"
"You’re always telling Qin Luo to hit me, always threatening me!"
"Being the second young lady of the family is worse than being your lackey, Zhu Lan!"
Zhu Lan: ??
Zhu Lan, who had been listening nearby, wanted to say something but held back. Should I mention that Qin Luo humiliated me on his first day at work...
And after that, I wasn’t even his top subordinate anymore.
Su Muwan’s mouth twitched. When someone reaches the peak of annoyance, they can’t help but laugh.
Yan Qiuyue, sitting beside her, covered her ears. Only Su Bailian could cry in such a whiny, sticky way.
She leaned over to Su Muwan and whispered, "Why don’t we just let her stay? We’re going to play that game anyway, right?"
"...Oh, right!"
Su Muwan thought it over and nodded.
She turned to Su Bailian and cleared her throat. "Alright, stop crying and come in!"
"Sniff... sniff! Su Muwan, you should’ve said that earlier!"
"Huh?"
"Waa... no... I didn’t say anything, hehehe..."
.....
......
A moment later.
In the living room, around the sofa.
The group sat together, each with different expressions. On the table were two stacks of cards.
"Truth or Dare?"
Qin Luo casually picked up a card, which had a simple truth question written on it.
[What’s your weight?]
Su Muwan, who had her own agenda, quickly snatched the card back from Qin Luo and placed it back on the stack.
Then, trying to sound calm, she said, "Yeah, that’s right. Since there are so many of us here, why don’t we play this game? It’ll be fun!"
"Or..."
Su Muwan looked at Qin Luo with a challenging gaze. "Qin Luo, are you scared to play?"
Qin Luo: ?
He chuckled lightly and shrugged. "Miss, if you’re going to say that, then I won’t stop you."
"Just don’t back out when the questions get too hard for you to answer."
"Hmph! Don’t worry about that!"
Su Muwan smirked and turned to Yan Qiuyue. "Qiuyue, bring that over."
"OK~"
Yan Qiuyue left the room.
Su Bailian, meanwhile, sat innocently to the side, unable to hide the excitement in her eyes.
It worked!!
Hahahaha!! It really is the two of you!
Su Bailian was thrilled. She was satisfied.
Not long ago, she had suggested this game to Su Muwan under the guise of the "Lotus Master."
The game was Truth or Dare!
Zhu Lan, sitting nearby, flipped through a guide on her phone about the game. Having trained in martial arts since childhood, she had never been exposed to such things.
"So that’s how it works..."
"Truth means answering a question."
"Dare means completing a task written on the card."
Zhu Lan nodded. The game seemed pretty simple.
At that moment.
Yan Qiuyue wheeled in a small cart with several wine glasses and countless bottles of red wine.
"Here we go~"
Yan Qiuyue parked the cart to the side and sat back down next to Su Muwan.
Su Muwan explained, "They say people speak the truth when they’re drunk. To make the game fair, we’ll each take a sip of wine before completing the task on the card."
As she spoke, she glanced at Qin Luo with a sly look. "Qin Luo, since you have a high alcohol tolerance, you’ll have to drink a full glass each time."
Qin Luo: ??
He took a deep breath, deciding not to argue with Su Muwan. Then, hesitantly, he walked over and picked up a bottle of wine. He looked at Su Muwan and asked, "Miss, are you sure you can handle alcohol?"
"Maybe I should get you some hot milk instead."
In Qin Luo’s memory, he had never seen Su Muwan drink alcohol. She usually stuck to orange juice, cola, coconut milk, or hot milk.
Hearing this, Su Muwan’s pride was instantly wounded. She glared at Qin Luo and snapped, "Qin Luo! What are you talking about!"
"I... I don’t like drinking milk or soft drinks!"
"My grandfather has such a high alcohol tolerance! As his granddaughter, how could I be any worse?"
Qin Luo thought about it and decided she had a point, so he sat back down.
Pop~
As the wine bottle was uncorked, the aroma of wine filled the air.
As for Su Bailian, she looked at the wine and smiled confidently.
She was a pro when it came to drinking. Just imagining everyone getting drunk and spilling their secrets made her want to laugh.
Wait.
Su Bailian cleared her throat and asked softly, "Do we have a spinner? To decide who goes next."
Everyone exchanged glances.
Then...
They all turned to look at Su Bailian.
Su Muwan blinked. "Su Bailian, what are you waiting for? Go ahead and drink a bottle so we can use the empty one as a spinner."
Su Bailian: ?? I have a small stomach, sis!
In the end, they made a simple spinner.

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