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Her expression remained calm, “Under thirty.”
As soon as she finished answering, the expressions on the others’ faces were a mixture of surprise and disbelief.
The first to object was Li Yiru, “You must tell the truth, or face a big dare.”
She didn’t quite believe Xia Siyu’s response. Judging by herself, Xia Siyu might have intentionally said so to wash away her “gold digger” label!
Xia Siyu hadn’t spoken yet when Wang Zisu helped her out, “Sister Siyu said her ideal type should not be too much older or younger than her. The best age gap is within three years. She’s twenty-six this year, so looking for someone under thirty is normal. Are you saying you like men who are much older than you?”
With that remark, Wang Zisu left Li Yiru speechless.
The sugar daddy behind her was indeed in his forties or fifties, and there was no talk of feelings between them, just mutual needs. He liked her sultry and spicy demeanor, and she liked his money and resources.
Even the usually timid Zhou Weiwei spoke up, “She was still a student back then, so of course, she would have been around other students.”
Having this pointed out, Wang Zisu nodded in agreement, and as the host, Hu Juyue naturally took control of the situation right away, “Hahaha, Yiru, are you getting bored with just answering questions? Do you want to spice things up with a big dare?”
Li Yiru, realizing her slip-up, played along. In the entertainment industry, where everyone was savvy, if someone offered you a ladder, you’d better climb down it fast. She immediately picked up her wine glass, “I misspoke. I’ll punish myself with a drink.”
With that, she picked up her wine glass and gulped down the entire drink.
Her quick drinking, especially on a show, made it hard for the others to hold the initial comment against her. Xia Siyu didn’t bother with it either. She always spoke her mind straightforwardly and never wasted words.
If her first love was still under thirty, then he couldn’t possibly be one of the older, wealthier backers or the like. He had to be someone her own age.
And under thirty, very wealthy, someone from the industry, and having worked with her before…
The circle was getting very small.
Shang Feifei even felt that the name seemed to be on the tip of her tongue, swirling around her, but she just couldn’t remember it.
Unfortunately for her, she had already asked her three questions, and she didn’t know when her turn would come again.
After a few more rounds, there were indeed those who chose to take a dare rather than answer a question they didn’t like. For example, Wang Zisu had to call a former teammate from the Han Group from his phone contacts. As for Hu Juyue, he had to stand on the table and oink like a pig.
Two hours passed in a flash, and seeing everyone getting a bit sleepy, the director said, “Now for the last round. As it’s the final round, we’re upping the stakes of the dare, so watch out everyone. This time the big dare is a choice between two options. If you draw a kiss, there can be no cheating; it has to be a real kiss, though it can be on the face or anywhere you like! If you don’t want the dare, the punishment is drinking—a specially mixed cocktail with a forty-degree kick!”
This time the dice was still in Shang Feifei’s hands; she casually threw it onto the table. The dice rolled around several times before quickly coming to a stop on “2.”
Counting clockwise, two seats away from Shang Feifei was Xia Siyu again.
Shang Feifei felt confident this time as she narrowed the field, “Your first love, do I know him?”