Don't Lie to Your Therapist—She Already Knows Your Fate

Besides Meng Xiaoyi, Jiang Beibei and the others thought the same.

According to the show’s rules, they had to arrange their own accommodations for the night.

Clearly, besides the deluxe "survival villa" before them, they couldn’t find any other place to stay.

The sky was already darkening, and it would be dangerous if they didn’t stay here.

This forest was so vast; who knew what kinds of animals roamed about in the dark.

Although the production team said they had already inspected the area, it was better to be safe and have a secure place to stay.

Compared to their pride, their lives were obviously more important.

Besides, there’s no guarantee this house was even built by Wen Ying and her two teammates!

Only a few hours had passed since filming began, and their own team had barely managed to find a single clue for a supply cache.

But now, Wen Ying, Xu Jiali, and Song Jiayan were only a group of three.

Finding two sets of supplies would have been their limit, let alone cooking a meal and building that strange stove.

They’d even found a pot and prepared the bamboo tubes.

It was already beyond what they could accept.

And now, they were supposed to believe this house was built by Wen Ying’s team of three?

Impossible!

Even with all five of them, building a house like this would surely take two or three days, right?

Wen Ying was a little surprised. "Cameraman, this is a reality show, right?"

The cameraman nodded.

"In that case, when we encounter someone this shameless, are we allowed to hit them?"

The cameraman was speechless. "..."

Although the director had said their program was different from other survival or slow-life reality shows.

Apparently, the audience loved watching them fight.

But an actual fight?

That was absolutely out of the question!

"Doctor Wen, calm down. I can testify that you built this house. The millions of viewers watching the livestream can also testify!"

The cameraman said, wiping away a nonexistent cold sweat.

"Millions of people are watching the livestream?"

Jiang Beibei sucked in a sharp breath, looking at the cameraman.

They didn’t have their phones during the show, so they couldn’t see the numbers.

The cameraman had just heard from the director and was only now relaying the numbers.

"Yes. So the viewers on the livestream can see everything everyone does."

When Meng Xiaoyi, Jiang Beibei, Xie Fu Yao, and the others heard this, they were so full of regret they could have kicked themselves!

They had originally thought it was some no-name show that not many people were watching, so it didn’t matter if they acted however they wanted.

But now, it was a livestream being watched by millions of people simultaneously!

Their every word and action would be magnified infinitely. They were bound to go viral!

But getting famous by being hated is still a kind of fame!

But no one wanted to be infamous; they only wanted to be a breakout star!

Jiang Beibei turned to look at Xie Fu Yao. He was just as shocked.

Receiving Jiang Beibei’s unspoken message, he offered a very sincere apology to Wen Ying’s group. "I’m truly sorry. We were completely in the wrong earlier. Rest assured, this house is still yours, but for our safety tonight, we’d also like to stay in this area. Would that be okay?"

Xie Fu Yao’s attitude was very humble, and his tone was very soft.

At this point, even the "green tea" and "white lotus" types didn’t dare to speak up, much less continue their aggressive posturing.

They had obviously understood the critical point.

"Whatever." With that one word from Wen Ying, Xu Jiali and Song Jiayan said nothing more.

Xie Fu Yao looked at the people on his side. Excluding Zhao Qi, only four of them remained.

It seemed that the teams had been unofficially redrawn.

"Beibei, Xiaoyi, Jingxing, we need to make some basic preparations if we’re going to stay here. There’s not much time, but we should still find some large leaves and vines to spread on the ground so we can rest."

Although Jiang Beibei and Meng Xiaoyi were inwardly displeased, they had to keep up appearances at a time like this.

"Then should we divide the tasks? Xiao Yi and I can go find leaves, and Brother Fu Yao, you and Jingxing can go get some vines?"

After settling the arrangements, they quickly went to get busy.

After Zhao Qi finished eating, he looked at the two-story villa Wen Ying had built, then glanced around. It wasn’t that he couldn’t do it; he just felt it was too much trouble.

"Doctor Wen, I’d like to stay here too. Since you and Xu Jiali are on the second floor, Song Jiayan and I can stay on the first floor. How about I pay rent?"

Wen Ying, who had been frowning, looked over at Zhao Qi upon hearing the word "rent."

"My rent... what do you think is a fair price?"

"A thousand a night?" Zhao Qi asked tentatively.

Xu Jiali’s jaw dropped. A thousand a night?

’Is this guy loaded?’

Seeing that Wen Ying hadn’t replied, Zhao Qi spoke again. "Five thousand a night? Is that okay?"

"Of course!" Wen Ying replied immediately.

She had just been mulling it over. She hadn’t expected Little Zhao to be so sensible.

"Thank you, Doctor Wen. However, the production team confiscated my phone and wallet before we started. How about I pay you as soon as I get my phone back?"

"Zhao Qi, you’re not planning on stalling, are you?"

Xu Jiali felt that until the money was in her hand, it wasn’t really hers.

Oh, wait, not Sister Wen Ying’s!

"I won’t! I promise! I’ll definitely pay you back! How about this, I’ll add an extra thousand in interest once I get my phone!"

"Deal!" Xu Jiali beamed, then turned and winked at Wen Ying.

Wasn’t she being incredibly considerate?

Wen Ying smiled. Although it wasn’t a lot of money, she valued Zhao Qi’s sensibility more.

This kid was truly decent!

After eating and drinking their fill, the group went for a stroll nearby. They didn’t go far, of course, for fear that someone would occupy their territory.

When Jiang Beibei and Meng Xiaoyi returned, the others saw the leaves they were carrying in their arms...

Good grief!

How capable of them. They went on a whole trip, and the two of them brought back a grand total of maybe ten large leaves?

These princesses truly don’t know the hardships of the Mortal World!

Meng Xiaoyi looked at Jiang Beibei, but Jiang Beibei stubbornly refused to lower her head.

The two of them placed the leaves to one side.

Meng Xiaoyi then turned to Wen Ying’s group. "I... Sister Bei Bei, she’s really thirsty. Could she have a few sips of your water?"

"No!" Xu Jiali replied coldly.

Meng Xiaoyi bit her lip, looking pitiful. "Sister Bei Bei, are we really not going to get any water or food today? Don’t we still have that clue slip?"

"Brother Fu Yao has it. Let’s wait for him to get back, and we can discuss it then. Don’t make things difficult for Doctor Wen’s group. After all, we’re on opposing teams."

Meng Xiaoyi nodded. "Then let’s make another trip. These leaves probably aren’t enough for Brother Xie and Jingxing."

As the two of them left, Xu Jiali really couldn’t hold back. "Zhao Qi, were those two also like this when you were in their group?"

Zhao Qi shook his head. "I’m not really sure. We got the task to cross the lake right after we formed teams, and we split up after getting here."

"But in any case, I don’t like them." Zhao Qi made no effort to hide his feelings.

"I don’t like them either," Xu Jiali chimed in.

Wen Ying sat to one side, not joining their conversation, seemingly staring blankly at the sky.

"Sister Yingying, what are you thinking about?"

"Don’t you think it’s boring when we’re idle?"

"But didn’t we just start taking a break?" Xu Jiali was simply shocked.