novelraw Chapter 173 : The Real and Fake Liu Rushuang
Chapter 173 : The Real and Fake Liu Rushuang
Chapter 173: The Real and Fake Liu Rushuang
This script was not right. By all logic, it should have been her, Liu Rushuang, who went out to find a double.
How did it turn into her being replaced by someone else?
Or worse, that she herself might be the double?
That was simply a complete reversal of the heavens and earth!
Liu Rushuang: →_→
In the living room, Liu Rushuang glanced sidelong at Lin Mo, the corner of her lips curling into a cold smile, as if saying: You’d better give me a reasonable explanation.
“Uh, well, Old Mo, looks like you have guests—so we won’t bother you. We’ll be heading out first, haha!”
The atmosphere in the room had become unbearably awkward. The first thought for both of them was to slip away as fast as possible. After all, one person being embarrassed was always better than three people suffering together, right?
And under the relentless nudging and elbowing from behind by Li Shiya, Wang Chu hurriedly spoke up to take his leave. Once the words were out, the two immediately took a few steps back, ready to make their escape.
“Wait a minute~”
Suddenly, Liu Rushuang’s voice rang out, freezing the two in place.
“Little brother~ Aren’t you going to introduce your sister?” Liu Rushuang turned to Lin Mo with a smile.
Hearing this, Lin Mo closed his eyes, let out a helpless sigh, and said, “The chubby one’s Wang Bo, and the other one—wearing the same outfit as you—is Li Chuan. They’re my college roommates. He does self-media. On the internet, people call him Li Shiya—one of the same Four Female Leads as you.”
“This is my—”
Liu Rushuang instantly understood who the two were, but before Lin Mo could finish introducing himself, she interrupted smoothly, “Hello, I’m Liu Rushuang. You can just call me by name. Come in and sit down. Little brother, go pour some water. We have guests—how can you let them stand at the door?”
Although she never explicitly stated her identity, her posture and tone as the lady of the house were already shown in full.
Lin Mo opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but one sharp glare from Liu Rushuang sent him obediently walking to the fridge to grab drinks for the two fools.
Meanwhile, Liu Rushuang warmly welcomed them inside.
It was unclear whether it was because her aura was too strong, making the two unable to resist, or because the two idiots were simply curious to watch the drama up close—but in any case, they obediently entered, though their faces looked somewhat awkward.
“I’ve heard Xiao Mo mention you two before. Didn’t expect to meet today. By the way, what’s this…” Liu Rushuang took the cold drinks from Lin Mo and handed them over, smiling at Li Shiya as she spoke.
Hearing that, Wang Chu instinctively shuffled a bit to the side, wanting to distance himself from “Sichuan Girl”, while Sichuan Girl herself froze in embarrassment.
Indeed, today’s outfit of his was a typical Liu Rushuang-style getup. He had wanted to try a new look to surprise his fans and gain some followers.
Of course, when doing his makeup, he had even referenced the side profile of Liu Rushuang he’d seen last time at the back gate of their school when she was talking to Lin Mo.
He had thought it’d be funny to tease his buddy after dressing up—but who could’ve guessed the real deal would be here?!
Wasn’t that a total disaster? It was like the fake Li Gui bumping into the real Li Kui, or the Six-Eared Macaque facing the true Great Sage!
He instantly wilted—completely deflated.
And hearing her self-introduction just now, realizing that she was really named Liu Rushuang—and then looking at her outfit and beauty—it hit him that Old Mo had actually been telling the truth all along! They’d thought he was just joking before.
“I just did it for fun,” Sichuan Girl said dryly. Clearly, he wasn’t comfortable speaking in front of strangers while wearing this face.
“Ah, so you’re really a guy?” Liu Rushuang exclaimed, covering her mouth in surprise.
Sichuan Girl: …
One had to admit, as long as Sichuan Girl didn’t speak, even standing face-to-face, Liu Rushuang wouldn’t dare believe he was actually male.
In terms of height, Sichuan Girl was taller than Liu Rushuang, and once he had his makeup done, his looks were no worse than hers.
With him intentionally imitating her outfit today, the two facing each other looked almost indistinguishable—like equals in beauty.
Only, Sichuan Girl’s version of Liu Rushuang carried a trace more purity and energy, while the authentic Liu Rushuang exuded sensual grace.
As for why their styles differed—it was entirely because Sichuan Girl had a flat chest.
In his own words: a monster is a monster, and a temptress is a temptress.
No matter how powerful a monster, it could never beat a temptress.
After all, fake was fake. No matter how much he made himself look like Liu Rushuang, no one who knew him would ever admit he was a woman.
“This is his self-media niche. My roommate here’s a million-follower influencer, you know,” Lin Mo said with a grin, moving to sit beside Sichuan Girl.
Liu Rushuang, sitting on the other end of the sofa, lightly cleared her throat. “A million? Really? That’s impressive! Every field produces its own top talent.”
As she spoke, she subtly reached out and pulled Lin Mo down to sit beside her. Lin Mo gave her a look, but Liu Rushuang didn’t let go—instead, she leaned a bit closer and continued, “By the way, that ‘temptress’ thing you mentioned just now—”
“Ahem, let’s not talk about that. So, what’s with your outfits today? What are you two planning?” Lin Mo hurriedly changed the subject.
After all, there was no way he could explain to Liu Rushuang what Big Monster and Little Monster meant.
Good thing Miss Yuan wasn’t here—she’d have been mortally offended on the spot.
“We’re heading over to the Fine Arts Academy next door to shoot some content, and we wanted to ask if you’d come along. You’re good at painting too—might be a good exchange opportunity,” Wang Chu explained quickly.
He had to admit, with an outsider here—and Sichuan Girl still looking like Li Shiya—he was keeping his words to a minimum. He’d rather not speak at all if possible. Maybe he was afraid his ancestors would roll in their graves later!
Lin Mo shook his head after hearing that. “You guys go ahead. I’ve got something to deal with this afternoon. Also, you know I need to read my medical books. I’ll be visiting my teacher’s house in a few days—I’m afraid he’ll quiz me.
Oh, and don’t forget, you two should also leave some time open. We’ll go together then. Your medicine’s almost finished too, right?”
This afternoon, he planned to use some “unorthodox” methods to complete the pre-mission for that thirty-year veteran chicken farmer task.
It had already been delayed two days, and his progress was barely ten percent. Without some tricks, it was impossible to finish.
Also, they were nearly out of their Chinese medicine, so they needed to visit Professor Li for a follow-up.
And once he went, Professor Li would definitely check how much he’d studied. It felt just like the dread of turning in homework after summer vacation.
“Got it. In that case, Sichuan Girl and I will go by ourselves then,” Wang Chu said with a dry laugh.
After chatting for a bit longer, and under Sichuan Girl’s meaningful look, he stood up and said, “We’ll leave you to it. We still have something to do, so we’ll get going.”
“No rush. It’s almost noon anyway. Since this is our first time meeting, how about I treat everyone to lunch?” Liu Rushuang quickly said.
After all, such a good opportunity to make her presence known couldn’t be wasted. If she showed up often later, it’d seem perfectly natural.
“No, no, we’ve already eaten,” the two said at once, standing up. Sichuan Girl waved his hands repeatedly.
Facing Liu Rushuang while dressed as Liu Rushuang—it was unbearably awkward. He felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, with a thorn in his throat.
If there was a chance to run, he’d be gone before you could blink. Lunch? Lunch his ass! He wasn’t some gluttonous fool!
“Then at least stay a little longer. You’ve barely been here,” Liu Rushuang urged, her demeanor as natural and composed as any perfect hostess.
“No need. We’ve got to go shoot our content. You two chat—we’ll head out first.” Sichuan Girl waved again.
Even with Liu Rushuang’s warmest invitations, the two didn’t stay.
When she escorted them to the elevator, the moment the doors slowly closed, Liu Rushuang suddenly turned her head and said—
“Tell me—who’s the temptress?”
Lin Mo: …