All of them chose the third option.
Li Xingwan looked at them. "Are you sure?"
This made Zheng Shaosu laugh. "What’s there to be sure about? It’s not like you’ve really died once, is it?"
"Of course!" What Li Xingwan said next truly shocked everyone. "I did die once. It happened the night before Mr. Fu came back. I didn’t know what was going on at the time. But I did stop breathing. However, I came back to life."
She told the truth in this way.
"That’s impossible! Once people die, they can’t come back to life!"
"Exactly, exactly. Moreover, the night before Mr. Fu came back, during the recording of the program, she was already lively and full of energy."
"Could it be that she fell asleep and had a dream, then dreamt that she had died once?"
"I sometimes have these kinds of dreams too."
"Miss Li." Li Yinghou looked at her with a smile. "Could it be that you drank too much that day and fell asleep, then when you woke up, Mr. Fu was by your side?"
Li Xingwan immediately widened her eyes in surprise. "How did you know?"
Everyone nearly died coughing up blood.
She had drunk too much. So it turned out Li Xingwan had drunk too much.
No wonder things turned out this way.
People who are really drunk indeed feel this way. They dream that they are drunk out of their minds, truly dead. Then when they open their eyes in the morning, they have that feeling of having died once.
"When I’m really drunk, I also feel this way."
"Right! When I’m drunk, I even feel like I’ve ascended to immortality."
"Xingwan, oh Xingwan, you just drank too much."
However, many people were curious.
"So, who did Li Xingwan drink too much with the night before Mr. Fu came back?"
"Yeah, yeah, she even drank to the point of a stupor!"
Upon seeing these comments, Qin Yu’s eyelids twitched. If she wasn’t mistaken, the night Xingwan had been out of her mind with drink was the night she had drunk too much with her.
Moreover, the two of them had hugged each other and partied wildly in the dance floor.
It seemed that someone had even recorded it with their phone.
In front of the screen, Fu Chengzhou looked at his secretary beside him. "Go check who my wife went out with and drank too much the night before I came back."
"So, it was just drinking too much." Li Yinghou summarized for her. "These kinds of things can’t be believed. However, it is true that drinking too much can lead to trouble."
"That’s also correct," Li Xingwan spoke. "That’s what I think as well."
Zheng Shaosu and the others couldn’t help but laugh, their tones filled with an inexplicable sense of indulgence. "Alright, alright, what you say goes, what you say goes. In a little while, we’ll add two rounds to the game."
"However, I’m also a bit curious," Bo Jinkun looked at her. "How did you come up with the idea of others borrowing your luck?"
He had heard some things about it.
"I don’t know," Li Xingwan said, her face showing confusion. "I saw it in a dream."
Seen it in a dream, again with having seen it in a dream. The entire online audience almost choked with frustration.
Alright, alright, this dream thing is getting good. This dream thing is getting really good.
"But sometimes, dreams can also be true."
"It’s still better to pay more attention."
"You shouldn’t really let someone borrow your luck."
Comments from the live stream viewers popped up on the screen one after another.
This made Yinghou extremely angry. "How come she hasn’t faced retribution yet!"
She had been dripping blood for so long.
"It’s Jiang Yinghou’s turn! It’s Jiang Yinghou’s turn."
This time, without any prompting, everyone spontaneously started calling for Jiang Yinghou. Almost everyone was on the verge of exploding with anticipation, the only ones left were her and Bo Jinkun.
Jiang Yinghou thought for a moment. "When I won the first beauty pageant title, someone asked me to come to his room."