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    Chapter 67

    Everyone had question marks popping up over their heads, and they secretly messaged each other in the group chat behind Lin Tingyue’s back.

    Song Hezhu: "Wan, your sister’s thoughts can’t be wrong, can they?"

    Qin Tiangong: "They’ve gotta be wrong!"

    Song Hezhu: "? Did they put up some kind of block for us… No, no, if that were the case, we should be hearing gibberish… What’s going on here?"

    Just as Song Hezhu was getting a headache, Yang Yuxing cut in: "Just keep listening and we’ll find out."

    Oh yeah.

    Yang Yuxing was right next to Song Hezhu, who grabbed her and messed up her hair like crazy. Song Hezhu whispered, "Xingxing’s always the smartest."

    Yang Yuxing: "…"

    I need my bestie to come save me!!!

    Yang Yuxing looked at Lin Xiawan.

    Lin Xiawan came over and took Yang Yuxing’s hand.

    Ugh, besties are the best.

    And a bestie’s sister’s gotta be reliable too.

    Meanwhile, the person everyone was counting on for gossip was currently raving about how good her drink tasted.

    "It’s totally mixed, but it’s so good."

    Mixed???

    Didn’t the owner swear it was all-natural and additive-free?

    What a scam!

    Song Hezhu shot up, ready to go yell at the owner, but Yang Yuxing and Lin Xiawan held her back.

    "Ugh, I keep falling for this crap."

    "But hey, junk food is junk food. Still beats eating from some grimy kitchen."

    Seriously?

    The owner even bragged about having an open kitchen, welcoming supervision at any time.

    Seeing their leader on the verge of snapping, five people instantly shoved snacks at her.

    Xiao Hao, noticing no one was paying attention to him, tried to bolt.

    Qin Tiangong asked, "Xiao Hao, what’s up? Done gaming already?"

    Xiao Hao stammered, "I-I’m not feeling great. I’ll skip it today."

    "Not feeling great? Isn’t it not gaming that usually makes you feel bad?"

    Xiao Hao: "......"

    "Anyway, I just won't play anymore!"

    Lin Tingyue looked at Xiao Hao, her inner gossip flaring up again.

    "Back when Xiao Hao’s eldest sister started dating Qin Tiangong, Qin Tiangong would often come over to play games with Xiao Hao and carry him in ranked matches. After they broke up amicably, Xiao Hao was absolutely devastated—he was even more broken up about it than the two people actually involved! He wiped his tears and frantically Googled for solutions until he stumbled upon a meme..."

    Everyone there was basically a hardcore internet dweller. Could the meme be something like, "I still have a second sister"?

    Wait a second… hadn’t Xiao Hao mentioned earlier that Qin Tiangong ended up with his second sister?

    No way???

    Did the joke become reality???

    "So Xiao Hao told Qin Tiangong he had a second sister and gave him her account, but in reality, it was just Xiao Hao's smurf account."

    Qin Tiangong: “!”

    Impossible! Absolutely impossible! After getting together with his girlfriend, he’d even gone on dates with her. She was nothing like Xiao Hao!

    He wasn’t blind!

    "After they started dating, Qin Tiangong wanted to meet up in person. Terrified of being exposed and losing his gaming buddy, Xiao Hao went all out buying dresses, makeup, and even learned how to do fake girl voices!"

    At this point, everyone shared the same thought: *Have you ever fought this hard for a game in your life?*

    Xiao Hao had gone to insane lengths—while Qin Tiangong felt like he'd been hit by a truck.

    He stood frozen, unable to believe it. So all this time, the person he’d been dating, shopping with, and talking to on the phone… was actually Xiao Hao?

    His life was over!

    “Didn’t it seem weird to Qin Tiangong that despite being siblings, they never appeared together?”

    Qin Tiangong was completely dead inside.

    Whatever. He might as well just kill himself now.

    But before he could, Xiao Hao dramatically dropped to his knees with a loud *thud*.

    Sobbing hysterically, Xiao Hao cried, "Brother-in-law, I was wrong! I shouldn’t have lied to you just to keep playing games, but I really love gaming so much!"

    "Hmm... how to put it?"

    Trying not to lose it, Song Hezhu patted Xiao Hao’s shoulder and said, "You do love gaming, but I think your brother-in-law might swear off games forever."

    "Why, brother-in-law? I really didn’t do it on purpose!"

    But Qin Tiangong asked coldly, "You can really do fake voices?"

    Xiao Hao’s eyes lit up, sensing a chance to redeem himself. "Of course! Brother-in-law, if you want, I can do it right now—Tiangong, where are we hanging out today?"

    The crowd lost it completely.

    But Qin Tiangong remained frozen in horror, dragging his feet forward like a zombie.

    Xiao Hao asked in confusion, "Brother-in-law, where are you going?"

    Qin Tiangong: "To hell."

    Xiao Hao: "!"

    The thought of Xiao Hao scamming him made death seem preferable!

    Qin Tiangong walked to the window, and Xiao Hao rushed over to grab him. Immediately after, a scream so loud it nearly shattered the walls erupted—even the chandelier trembled.

    The crowd: "?"

    "What’s going on?"

    Someone who reads suspense novels chimed in, "Was there a murder?"

    "Don’t... don’t scare me, I’m really timid."

    The resident doomsday prepper declared, "It’s gotta be the apocalypse."

    She turned to Song Hezhu and calmly said, "Boss, looks like we won’t be submitting anything for the next fashion show."

    "I just feel... death in the air. Don’t ask me why."

    The voice of reason chimed in, "It might be an earthquake."

    The crowd: "!!!"

    Song Hezhu said with a sigh, "It’s not an earthquake."

    That’s when they realized the room was silent—the ruckus was outside.

    They opened the door, and the noise grew louder. Peeking out—the drama was unfolding next door.

    Song Hezhu had rented two large suites—one for the guys and one for the girls. They were currently in the girls’ suite; the room next door should also be a suite.

    A sharply dressed man, his face stormy with rage, stood at the doorway.

    Then, a woman in a silk slip dress walked out, swirling a glass of red wine. The wine sloshed in the glass, mirroring her blood-red lips.

    She took a sip and said lazily, "Relax, it’s no big deal."

    The man knocked the glass from her hand. It shattered on the floor, spilling wine everywhere, and a shard cut the woman’s calf.

    She ignored the bleeding wound entirely. Leaning against the doorframe with her arms crossed, she said, "Why so mad? You’re the one who told me to do it. Now that I’ve done it, you’re unhappy."

    Dai Weize looked ready to explode. "Guan Ziyu, you’ve crossed a line! When did I ever tell you to do this? As a daughter-in-law, you actually seduced—seduced—"

    Dirty laundry shouldn’t be aired in public, especially in front of so many people. Unlike shameless Guan Ziyu, Dai Weize couldn’t bring himself to finish the sentence.

    As they deadlocked, another woman emerged from the room. Her eyes flicked to the wound, concerned. "Ziyu, you sure you’re alright? Your leg’s bleeding."

    Guan Ziyu shook her head gently and replied softly, "I’m fine. Let me handle this—you go rest."

    "But—"

    "Relax, I’ve got this."

    With that, Guan Ziyu pressed a kiss to her temple.

    The woman seemed a bit embarrassed. She lowered her head and went back inside.

    Bystanders: "?"

    What is this?

    A lesbian romance?

    Song Hezhu exclaimed excitedly, "I actually stumbled upon a real-life lesbian couple!"

    Everyone: "..."

    What’s going on with their boss’s logic?

    So what exactly is their relationship?

    Is one of them straight, and now the person she’s into has shown up?

    "Holy crap, the son's girlfriend and the father's girlfriend—this is way too wild."

    Uh.

    Life’s full of surprises, huh.

    Things were getting lively here, but Dai Weize was deeply pissed off by what he had just seen.

    He raised his hand and shouted, "Guan Ziyu, have you lost all shame? You’re even hitting on your future mother-in-law?"

    Song Hezhu was about to roll up her sleeves and jump in, only to realize Dai Weize wasn’t a match for Guan Ziyu.

    Guan Ziyu said coldly, "Let me correct you—we’re not married into your family yet. Stop treating us like property. It’s disgusting."

    "Exactly! Women and men are equals, yet some losers treat women like trash. In truth, they’re the real scumbags!"

    They wanted to laugh,

    but they held back.

    "And you, this total jerk, how dare you come up with such a plan? Did you even consider that I was your girlfriend?"

    "Right! This Dai Weize actually told his own girlfriend to seduce his father. He’s the real scumbag here."

    What the hell is happening? They couldn’t wait to hear the rest.

    "Two months ago, Dai Weize had just returned from abroad when he found his father with another woman—they were even planning to get married. Worried that half his dad’s money would go to her, Dai Weize whined to his girlfriend. While drunk, he noticed his girlfriend and that woman were around the same age and had similar styles. Maybe his father liked that type. So he came up with a 'genius' plan..."

    "Nothing worse than idiots with 'bright' ideas!"

    Everyone present knew—clueless idiots are dangerous!

    "After Dai Weize finished talking, Guan Ziyu slapped him on the spot. Standing with her fellow woman, she sought out the woman Dai Weize’s father was pursuing—and the two of them actually hit it off."

    Honestly, they were quite satisfied with this outcome. Two beautiful women together—what a gorgeous pair.

    Guan Ziyu said, "I slapped you once, and you didn’t take it seriously. Do I have to slap you again for you to understand that was a breakup slap?"

    She flexed her hand. "No problem, I can do it right now."

    Knowing the power behind Guan Ziyu’s slaps, Dai Weize took a step back.

    "Huh? Dai Weize’s father also came to this inn, and he brought someone with him. Let’s find out who this is..."

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