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

Even seeing Wen Ying’s group eating didn’t affect Meng Xiaoyi’s mood much.

’Eat up, eat up. It’s not like you’ll be able to eat for much longer anyway.’

’Let’s see how you can keep acting so smug, so high and mighty.’

Xie Fu Yao looked at the zoned-out Meng Xiaoyi, feeling a little speechless. Since they were, after all, still on the same team, he said, "Xiao Yi, I got this bread and water from the production team. You should have some."

It was a palm-sized piece of bread and a bottle of mineral water.

Meng Xiaoyi took them with a sweet smile. "Thank you, Brother Xie. You’re the best."

Xie Fu Yao felt nothing when he heard this.

He was past the point of being so easily fooled.

"Go on and eat. There’s a new task today. The director will be here with his crew in a bit. It’s better if we complete the task after you’ve eaten."

Meng Xiaoyi nodded. She didn’t look at anyone else, nor did she ask about Zhao Qi.

She was acting very obedient.

Xie Fu Yao found this incredible. A person’s fundamental nature couldn’t possibly change so drastically overnight.

’If it did change, she must be faking it.’

Although he didn’t know what Meng Xiaoyi was planning, Xie Fu Yao didn’t ask.

Zhao Qi was mooching a meal off Doctor Wen’s group. They were having fresh egg drop soup with fine noodles and chicken feet, plus a few stray vegetable leaves from who-knows-where.

It had a light, fragrant flavor, and eating it made his whole body feel much more comfortable.

Zhao Qi ate a large bowl.

Everyone ate a large bowl.

"Doctor Wen, thank you. I promise I’ll pay you extra for the meals once filming is over."

Just as they finished cleaning up, the director arrived with the production crew.

The smile on his face was impossible to hide.

Anyone who had been trending for so long—and not just on one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, or nine topics—would probably be grinning even more wildly than he was.

"Doctor Wen, did you rest well?"

Director Wen beamed at Doctor Wen, his brilliant smile tinged with an inexplicable hint of sycophancy.

"Very well."

"Doctor Wen, you truly are a master of the jungle!" Director Wen added, laying on the flattery.

Xie Fu Yao was a little displeased to see that the director only greeted Wen Ying upon his arrival.

But Meng Xiaoyi didn’t seem to care at all.

"Director, has today’s task changed? Xiao Yi and I are about to waste away," Xie Fu Yao said, his tone a mix of grievance and complaint.

Only then did Director Wen turn to him. "Fu Yao, you..."

He seemed to hesitate, trailing off.

"Me? What about me?"

"Oh, it’s nothing! Today’s task has indeed been changed!"

After a day of his ego swelling, Director Wen had successfully wormed his way into the circles of some moderately successful directors, so naturally, he had heard some news.

Xie Fu Yao’s school bullying incident should have hit the trending topics based on the buzz, but since he was a new talent his company was heavily promoting, they were doing everything they could to manage the situation for him.

’What kind of feng shui does my show have? Whenever we trend, we’re unstoppable. This should clearly be top-tier feng shui.’

’But one guest after another gets into trouble. Jiang Beibei, Zhang Jingxing, and now Xie Fu Yao. The remaining one, Meng Xiaoyi, will probably have a scandal of her own soon. To outsiders, this kind of feng shui is something to be avoided at all costs, making it seem like the worst kind.’

Director Wen mulled it over for a while before deciding to stop thinking about such baseless nonsense.

’With Doctor Wen on the show, what’s there to fear about bad feng shui?’

In his eyes, Doctor Wen was probably the matriarch of all metaphysical masters!

After the livestream started, Director Wen personally announced today’s rules. This time, the production team would have the two groups draw lots to determine who got the clues.

Zhao Qi and Song Jiayan both drew, and unexpectedly, they both picked a clue.

Today’s task was to continue surviving in the forest, but they could no longer stay in one place. They had to move forward. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

When Meng Xiaoyi heard this rule, she couldn’t help but let out a snicker.

"Doctor Wen, you can’t take your house with you. What will you do? Oh, and your stove, you can’t take that either."

Xu Jiali looked at the gloating Meng Xiaoyi and thought, ’This woman must have been kicked in the head by a donkey!’

’She’s still actively looking for trouble?’

’Fine. Then don’t blame us for not holding back.’

Not that they ever had.

"Meng Xiaoyi, what good news have you heard? You’re grinning from ear to ear. Why not share it with everyone?" Xu Jiali looked at Meng Xiaoyi curiously and continued, "It couldn’t be that you’re happy just because we can’t take our house with us, right? Surely you aren’t that pathetic, are you?"

Meng Xiaoyi was about to admit it, but seeing the camera, she composed herself.

"It’s just a small personal matter, not worth mentioning."

"What kind of personal matter could make you this happy? Happiness is better when shared, so why not tell us?"

Meng Xiaoyi didn’t say anything, but Wen Ying let out a laugh.

"It is indeed something worth celebrating. After all, Ms. Meng Xiaoyi spent last night reporting my livestream on every available platform. She accused me of promoting feudal superstitions, endangering everyone’s physical and mental health, and severely disrupting social harmony and development. If that’s not worth celebrating, then I really don’t know what could possibly make Ms. Meng any happier."

Meng Xiaoyi froze.

’How does she know?’

’She was sure they were all asleep when she did it!’

[Judging by Meng Xiaoyi’s reaction, did she really report her?]

[Holy crap! This woman is so f*cking disgusting! Doing something like that behind her back, why doesn’t she have the guts to do it to her face!]

[Promoting feudal superstitions? Disrupting social stability? Those are some serious accusations she’s throwing around. But she probably doesn’t know that Doctor Wen’s stream is an exception. Last time, when her stream got banned during that incident, everyone thought it was over, but it was unbanned the very next day. What does that tell you? That’s a signal from the higher-ups!]

[So Meng Xiaoyi was this happy because she thought Doctor Wen wouldn’t be able to continue on the show, and might even be completely ruined? This woman’s viciousness is on another level. She’s socially dead now, right?]

[LMAO! Look how stunned she is. I bet she never expected Doctor Wen to find out, huh?]

"Wen Ying, are you spying on me?"

"Don’t put it so harshly. I fell asleep as soon as my stream ended last night. Why would I waste my time paying attention to you?"

"You were spying on me! That’s illegal!"

"Do you have any proof?"

"How could you say those things if you weren’t spying?"

"You’re not a Firefly, so you don’t know how professional I am at my job. If you knew even a little bit, you wouldn’t be saying this. But fine, since you’re so insistent, I might as well tell you: the result you’re waiting for isn’t coming."

"Impossible! Wen Ying, don’t think your backing is that powerful! You think you can call all the shots? Director! Are you just going to let Wen Ying promote feudal superstitions on the show? Her actions could drag down the entire production team! Is the director going to go down with this ship along with her? We just started trending!"

Meng Xiaoyi flew into a rage.

Director Wen was also speechless. This Meng Xiaoyi usually seemed so calculating and clever, but it turned out she was an idiot on the inside.

"Meng Xiaoyi, do you know why our show is trending? Why we have millions of people watching the livestream?"

Seeing Meng Xiaoyi frozen in place, Director Wen continued, "All of this is because of Doctor Wen!"