Dad can grant his son's wish

After that brief interruption, the finger-folding game officially began.

Qiu Chengye went first, opening with a massive flex. "I own fifty buildings. Do you?"

[Damn! You can play this game like that?!]

[Filthy rich and utterly heartless. I'm crying.]

Qiu Chengye confidently surveyed the room. Seeing the others fold down their fingers, he broke into a smug smile-but it stopped halfway.

Two people hadn't folded theirs.

Shen Yeqing sighed helplessly. "Mr. Qiu, take the game seriously. It's no fun if you go easy on us. It's only fifty buildings. Who doesn't..."

As he spoke, his gaze swept over the others' folded fingers. Mildly surprised, he asked in all sincerity, "You don't have them?"

The others offered awkward yet polite smiles.

Like hell we do.

[Damn! Here's an even richer one!]

[That's why Mr. Shen's net worth is still a mystery.]

[Can't roast him. Really can't roast him for this.]

[I get Mr. Shen, but what's Xie Mi playing at?]

Only then did someone notice that Xie Mi still had all five fingers held high, looking perfectly composed.

Someone couldn't help laughing.

"Pfft-"

Feeling everyone's eyes on him, Xiao Jingxi reined in his smile a little. "Sorry, I just remembered something funny."

He knew better than anyone exactly what Xie Mi was worth.

Fifty buildings?

Who was she trying to fool?

Xie Mi didn't indulge him in the slightest. She flipped him off. "A little horse piss to drink and you think you're hot shit. Laugh at your dad and your life's on the line."

Xiao Jingxi couldn't laugh anymore. "...?"

"Sorry, it looks like you don't really know how to play this game. Let me give you a lesson."

Xie Mi stood up with perfect composure and cleared her throat.

"Qiu Chengye only said he owned fifty buildings. He never specified whether they were real or virtual."

"So by default, owning fifty buildings under any circumstances counts."

"Which means-"

"I! Xie Mi! Own fifty buildings in Mole's World! It counts!"

She held her head high and puffed out her chest, brimming with passion, as though she had just delivered an inspiring speech.

Everyone stared, dumbfounded.

You could play the game like that??

Shen Yeqing led the applause. "Bravo!"

With someone as influential as Shen Yeqing applauding, the others had no choice but to follow.

They hadn't quite understood, but she looked pretty damn impressive.

Whatever. Better clap first, or they'd look clueless.

[Holy crap, that works too??]

[Okay, but she's actually not wrong. That is how the game works.]

[I don't care! Did that bitch Xie just insult Best Actor Xiao? Drop dead, you bitch!!]

Liu Woxing was next.

"I'm not very good at this game, so I'll just say something." Liu Woxing thought for a moment. "I know gossip about lots of people. Does that count?"

As the daughter of the family behind the Star Entertainment News Agency, she made that claim sound very convincing.

"Prove it," Xie Mi egged her on.

Liu Woxing smiled sheepishly. "It can't be aired."

Any single piece would blow up Weibo.

"Then how do we define this? What are the conditions for not folding a finger?" Xu Shuangrong asked.

"Hmm... how about this? Anyone who doesn't fold a finger has to share three pieces of gossip, and they have to meet two conditions. One, they must be about someone we all know. Two, they must be things none of us know."

At that, the others silently folded down their fingers.

After all, meeting both conditions wasn't easy.

Someone they all knew could only be a public figure in the entertainment industry. Something none of them knew would effectively mean breaking news right there on the show.

Who would dare blurt that out?

Xie Mi would.

Her five fingers remained resolutely upright, her expression as determined as if she were applying to join the Party.

[She won't fold even for this? How badly does Xie Mi want to win?]

[She really will do anything to show off in front of Best Actor Xiao.]

[Like hell she can come up with anything. Let's see what she makes up.]

"Well..." Even Liu Woxing was at a loss. "Go ahead, then."

"Am I allowed to say it?" Xie Mi looked at Director Niu off camera.

Director Niu was surprised that she was actually showing some restraint this time. But as the director, he naturally wanted the show to be as explosive as possible, so he eagerly nodded.

"Of course! Say whatever you want!"

"Then let's start with one about Director Niu," Xie Mi said.

Director Niu: "?"

"Director Niu doesn't like vegetables, so he gets constipated. Once, he couldn't take a shit and got so desperate he started frantically slapping himself in the bathroom."

Director Niu went pale with horror and rushed out to cover Xie Mi's mouth. Xie Mi hurdled over the sofa and kept spouting outrageous revelations.

"Next, one about the assistant director."

The assistant director, who had been holding back laughter a second earlier, blanched. With a howl, he joined the pursuit of Xie Mi.

But he couldn't catch her.

"The assistant director's first relationship was online. His online girlfriend was Director Niu pretending to be a woman. When they met in person, they got into a fight and were detained. They kept fighting in the holding cell."

The assistant director let out a piercing shriek.

By now, the crew couldn't hold it together anymore, and scattered laughter began escaping.

The guests on camera could only recall the saddest moments of their lives to preserve their image, struggling not to laugh.

Except for Shen Yeqing, who was already doubled over with laughter.

"For the last one..." Xie Mi hesitated, seemingly unable to decide whom to talk about, and looked toward the other crew members.

The crew shuddered, dropped to their knees in unison, and frantically rubbed their hands together like flies as they begged her.

No one wondered how she knew so much gossip.

At that moment, they had only one thought-survival came first!

Xie Mi couldn't bear to do it after all and sighed.

"Then let's do one about Qiu Chengye."

Qiu Chengye shot to his feet, about to panic. But on second thought, he barely knew Xie Mi. What gossip could she possibly know about him?

So he sat back down.

"Qiu Chengye might look perfectly normal, but he actually can't get-"

BZZZ-!!

As a buzzing sound erupted in Qiu Chengye's head, time seemed to slow dozens of times over in an instant.

While everything around him moved in slow motion, Qiu Chengye's eyes flashed green. His rear shot back up from the seat, and all four limbs flailed wildly as he scrambled forward with astonishing speed!

[Holy shit, what just shot past?!]

[A fucking mutant abnormal Titan!!!]

The viewers nearly fainted from fright.

Thud.

One second before Qiu Chengye could cover Xie Mi's mouth, a foot tripped him, sending him sprawling face-first.

The culprit, Shen Yeqing, leaned against the sofa with his head propped on one hand, looking at him innocently.

"Mr. Qiu, going to bed this early?"

For once, the notoriously volatile Qiu Chengye didn't lose his temper. He merely reached out a trembling hand and grabbed Xie Mi's trouser leg.

"Please... don't say it."

Xie Mi gave him an inscrutable smile and swallowed the final word, "hard."

"I can't grant your wish, but a dad can grant his son's wish."

Qiu Chengye froze for a moment, then closed his eyes in utter despair. "Dad!"

Xie Mi was thrilled.

"Yes, son!!"