novelraw Chapter 1747 - 391: Saving Face Is Courting Death (2)
Chapter 1747 - 391: Saving Face Is Courting Death (2)
Tian Yan directed the waiters to set up tables and chairs, and everyone gathered around the round table to sit down. There were eight people in total. Tian Yan drew a few cards, shuffled them, and then each person drew a card from her hand, revealing one by one. Whoever drew the king was the loser of this round, accepting the challenge of Truth or Dare. It sounded quite exciting.
"Everyone can write a Truth question and a Dare question each, and then when it’s time, the loser will draw from here. The Truth and Dare questions should be written separately."
A notebook and pen were placed in front of each person.
Mo Pianpian bit the tip of her pen and leaned closer to Yun Ya: "Sister Yun Ya, what are you writing?"
Yun Ya hadn’t started writing yet, the blank paper was clean as ever.
Mo Pianpian scratched her head, suddenly struck by inspiration, "Swipe swipe swipe" she wrote on the paper, and after some thought, the others also began to put pen to paper.
After everyone submitted their papers, Yun Ya finally picked up hers, finished writing swiftly, and folded it up for Tian Yan to collect.
All the questions were organized and placed into two boxes, one for Truth and one for Dare. After choosing, the loser had to rewrite a question to replenish the box.
Tian Yan placed the cards faced down for everyone to pick one by one. When it was Yun Ya’s turn, she chose a card without hesitation, and a fleeting light of interest passed through Tian Yan’s eyes.
"Which one to pick?" When it was Mo Pianpian’s turn, she was truly in a dilemma, scratching her head without knowing which one to choose.
Yi Peilan couldn’t watch any longer, she randomly pulled a card and slapped it in front of her, earning Mo Pianpian’s exclamation: "You’re going to get me killed."
In return, Yi Peilan rolled her eyes.
Yi Peilan was quite straightforward, casually grabbing a card and placing it before herself, raising an eyebrow at Tian Yan: "Miss Tian, is the last card left for you?"
Tian Yan laughed: "I suppose it has to be that way."
Yi Peilan sneered lightly and was the first to flip her card.
Peach Blossom Nine, she passed for now.
"Wow Sister Peilan, your luck is amazing!" Mo Pianpian said.
Yi Peilan felt an impulse to slap her forehead.
"Miss Yi is a straightforward person, I like it. Next, please everyone reveal your cards one by one."
Miss Yin flipped her card, surprised: "That was close, that was close..."
Miss Zhao glanced at everyone and then opened hers with a cold smile.
No one landed the king.
Then only Shangguan Qing and Yun Ya’s cards remained unrevealed, and everyone’s gaze fell on the two of them.
Shangguan Qing wasn’t used to being under such scrutiny, she coughed, while Yun Ya seemed accustomed to being the center of attention, her face showing calmness and a slight smile at Shangguan Qing: "Looks like the king is between us."
Tian Yan laughed: "Yun Ya’s luck in immediately picking the king is really something."
"No way..." Shangguan Qing’s face fell, hoping not to be that unlucky, especially if those women created some strange question, it’d be extremely embarrassing.
"You two should reveal your cards together."
"Three... two... one."
With Tian Yan’s countdown, Yun Ya and Shangguan Qing flipped their cards simultaneously, drawing everyone’s attention.
Shangguan Qing stroked her chest in relief: "That was close, that was close..."
It was the Jack.
Yun Ya looked at the card on the table before her, a slight smile at the corner of her lips.
The colorful clown drawn on the card was quite ironic.
"Congratulations to Miss Ji, winning the king. You should go buy a lottery ticket." Miss Zhao remarked with a mischievous smile, though the irony in her voice was unmistakable.
Yun Ya remained indifferent, her brow and eyes calm and cool, the brilliant and colorful lighting shining upon her, yet it didn’t melt the aloofness that seemed celestial, distant from the mundane world.
Everyone watched her, and at that moment, a sense of inferiority arose from within, the kind of inferiority where even jealousy felt powerless. But some people just lack self-awareness, like Miss Zhao, who gritted her teeth.
"The goddess of luck never favored me." The murmured words sounded like a joke, yet the heaviness in her tone inexplicably made people uncomfortable, though no one looked into it deeply.
"We should congratulate Yun Ya, an auspicious start." Tian Yan smiled.
Tian Yan brought over two boxes, "Truth or Dare, Yun Ya, which will you choose?"
Yun Ya raised her brows slightly, her eyes as deep and inscrutable as midnight stars, replied calmly: "Truth, I guess."
Tian Yan moved the Truth box in front of her: "It’s all about luck now."
Yun Ya calmly reached into the box and pulled out a piece of paper.
Tian Yan unfolded the paper, glanced at the words, and instinctively shot Yun Ya a look.
Someone looking for fun asked: "What’s the question?"
Tian Yan clenched the paper in her palm, "I already said, we are all girls here, just having fun together, but don’t go too far, writing such questions feels a bit out of line."
Her face showed a hint of sternness.
A few exchanged puzzled glances, "What exactly is the question? Shouldn’t it be shared with everyone?"
"Yeah, there are no outsiders here. Even if it’s a bold question, we’re all girls, we can understand each other."
"Since it’s a game, we should have the attitude of playing the game. No matter how bold the question, we’re all girls, no one will laugh at anyone, but Miss Tian’s favoritism is a bit much...."
The speaker was Miss Zhao.
Tian Yan chuckled: "If it were you, I’d do the same, seems like Miss Zhao has misunderstood me?"
Miss Zhao didn’t argue with Tian Yan, instead, she looked straight at Yun Ya: "Miss Ji, you lost the bet, aren’t you afraid?"
This challenging tactic didn’t work on Yun Ya.
Yun Ya replied calmly: "Sister Tian, what is the question?"
Tian Yan hesitantly looked at her: "This..."
She was momentarily in a bind.
Yun Ya smiled: "Sister Tian, I can handle it, please let us know."
Before Tian Yan could speak, the paper was snatched away by Miss Zhao, who gleefully read: "Are you still a virgin?"
The words fell, and the room became silent.
Such an awkward question, just how gossip-driven must one be to ask such a brainless question.
Instantly, all eyes were on Yun Ya.
Among those gazes were curiosity, ridicule, and scrutiny. In any normal scenario, one would be overwhelmed, yet Yun Ya remained calm and unshaken throughout, which in turn made others feel a bit embarrassed.
Mo Pianpian stuck out her tongue, feeling a sense of a menacing atmosphere, lucky she escaped this ordeal. If it had been asked of her, she might have wanted to hide herself. But she increasingly admired Yun Ya, remaining composed in such situations was almost like textbook-level practice.
Yi Peilan sat lazily, legs crossed, completely indifferent, casting a glance at Yun Ya, she chuckled softly.
"What’s wrong, Miss Ji can’t answer the question?" Miss Zhao raised her eyebrows, her lips curling into a sinister smile.
In today’s society, to find virgins, one might have to head to the kindergarten. Considering Ji Yunya, despite being only eighteen, with no black history, and soon to be Master Yan’s confirmed daughter-in-law, to say Ji Yunya is a virgin, not many would believe it.
Ultimately, it’s jealousy at work, some had already stealthily unlocked their phone screens, opened the camera, ready to record the scene; it would surely be explosive news online.