Chapter 15: Dark Horse, Steady at the Top of the Ratings

The bottle was spun once more and, after several quick revolutions, its mouth pointed at Meng Wangge, while the bottom faced Lu Tianxin.

Lu Tianxin's eyes were full of disdain as she teased, "What's the point of two girls asking each other truth questions? Do you dare to choose dare?"

"There's nothing I'm afraid of; just say it," Meng Wangge's cheeks flushed red, her heart feeling slightly uncomfortable due to the tone of Lu Tianxin's voice.

She didn't understand why, when they clearly had no grudges against each other, Lu Tianxin harbored such malice towards her.

Because she was average-looking, or because she wasn't as thin?

"Call the first number in your call history and confess your love, and don't tell her you're playing Truth or Dare."

A sarcastic smile appeared on Lu Tianxin's lips; Meng Wangge, looking like a bumpkin, confessing to someone would probably result in unbearable humiliation.

Upon hearing this, Meng Wangge turned to look at the director, since their phones hadn't been returned yet.

Naturally, the director was supportive of their antics, "I'll go get your phone for you."

"Alright."

Soon, he found and handed over a phone labeled with Meng Wangge's name from the basket full of phones.

Meng Wangge held the phone with its screen lit; she was slightly uneasy inside, not knowing who the last call on her log was to—hoping it wasn't an elder.

Under her nervous emotions, her hands trembling, she opened the call log, and the camera close-up showed everyone the phone's screen.

However, everyone saw clearly that the number started with a zero and had "scam call" labeled underneath.

Everyone: "..."

Meng Wangge heaved a sigh of relief and dialed the number. True to form for a scam call, there was no delay in answering.

"Hello..." Meng Wangge felt as if her throat was pasted shut, struggling to speak.

Although the person on the other end wasn't a good person, it was still a person, and she felt slightly embarrassed to openly confess.

The scam caller, on the other hand, was overly enthusiastic, prattling on nonstop.

"Hello, ma'am, are you interested in our financial products? Choosing us will definitely not disappoint you, becoming rich overnight is not a dream. Why don't you add my WeChat first, and we can talk in detail, what do you say?"

Meng Wangge, waiting for the caller to pause to give her a chance to speak, blurted out with a burst of determination, "I, I like you, would you like to be with me?"

It was probably the first time in years that the scam artist had heard such an absurd confession, and it took him a good moment to adjust before resuming his professional pitch.

"If you like me, that's even better. After adding WeChat, everything is possible, right? We'll soon be one family; would I still cheat you then? Our financial products are really excellent, let me tell you more about them..."

Meng Wangge had intended to hang up as soon as she completed the task, but listening to such brazen scam tactics, she couldn't help but say a few more words, "Since we're going to be family soon, why don't you lend me some money to buy your financial products? When we get rich afterwards, the blessings will be shared between us both, won't they?"

However, as soon as her words ended, the other side cursed "Crazy!" and then hung up the phone, "beep beep beep..."

[Hahaha, scam artist: Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous!]

[Sisters, take a lesson, that's how you break a scam caller's defense!]

"I've completed it."

"Uh." Even though Lu Tianxin was displeased, she wouldn't voice it out loud. She then thought that it was normal for a bumpkin like Wangge to have no one else to talk to, probably only being contacted by telemarketers and scammers.

The director steadied the bottle and spun it rapidly, this time the mouth pointing at Si Chenli, while the bottom was towards Liang Mengyun.

Meng Yun's eyes were slightly moist. Were she and Sang Shen really not fated to be together?

Always missing each other by just a little, and now, about to part ways, they couldn't even end up spinning the bottle together.

But now, in front of the camera, she couldn't show any signs of being off. She forced a smile, "Mr. Si, do you choose truth or dare?"

"Either," the man's distinctively boned large hand rested on the table, his fingertips lightly tapping.

"Then I'll ask you a question. What would you do if there was someone you loved but couldn't have, yet they were within your reach?"

Meng Yun looked reasonable and gentle, yet her words carried a stubborn edge.

Those seated around her could feel the weight of her words, and a suppressed atmosphere permeated the air.

Si Chen's fingertips paused, he slightly turned his head, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over Sang Qiao, "I'll wait for her to love me."

"I understand," Meng Yun keenly sensed the unusual relationship between him and Sang Qiao. She smiled bitterly; not everyone could wait that long.

[Brother Li is just too passionate. He used the word 'wait,' not 'make.' What if he never gets the chance to wait?]

[!! I just saw Brother Li sneak a glance at Sang Qiao before answering.]

"Alright, the third round of the game has ended. Thank you, everyone, for your participation. 'Instant Heartbeat's' first episode officially wraps up!" The director led the applause, and the other crew members also turned off the cameras and clapped.

The mobile phones were all returned to the guests.

Everyone went back to their accommodations to pack their bags. Sang Qiao didn't have much to pack and was quickly done. She sat in her room, looking at her phone.

There were several messages from Ah He in WeChat, [The five or six new people we've recruited lately have all been trained well. The talent I brought from my former company is truly amazing. The last song he wrote himself was an instant hit, topping the charts for several days straight.]

[We're going to be rich!!!]

[Oh, right, when does your variety show end? In a couple of days, our potential star has a concert, shouldn't you, President Sang, show some support?]

Sang Qiao didn't reply but directly called her.

It rang several times before being picked up, "Qiao, are you finished shooting? Do you want me to come and pick you up?"

"If you're busy, don't bother; we can meet up another day."

"Not busy! Even if I am, I'll take leave. Everything comes after you in my eyes."

"Okay, I'll send you the address on WeChat."

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, Sang Qiao sent her location, and soon, Ah He replied, [What a coincidence, I just finished discussing a collaboration with our potential star nearby. Wait for me~]

Qiaoqiao is sleepy: [Okay~]

Meng Jiahe was incredibly efficient; within five minutes of replying to the message, her car arrived at the door of the guesthouse.

The driver helped her put her suitcase into the trunk and opened the back door considerately, "Miss Sang, please."

"Okay." Sang Qiao got in and saw Ah He next to her, looking well-nourished and not thin.

"It's been tough shooting, hasn't it, Qiaoqiao?"

"It's been fine."

"Oh, right, this is our potential star, Fu Xing. His first song has been topping the charts, even surpassing your unreliable older brother's top act at Starlight Entertainment!"

Meng Jiahe suddenly remembered something and introduced the person sitting in the passenger seat.