After I Transmigrated into the Novel, I made the Heroine Fall for Me - Chapter 23

Fang Qingying looked at her father’s sudden change in expression and asked in confusion, “Dad? Don’t you like it?”

He had seemed quite happy just a moment ago, so why was he suddenly upset again?

“That brat doesn’t deserve it,” Fang Dad grumbled under his daughter’s gaze, finally voicing his displeasure after a long pause.

“It’s a miracle you two haven’t had a falling out by now,” Fang Mom teased, seemingly having guessed the reason for her husband’s sour expression. “Why do you dislike your own son so much?”

If it weren’t for the severe morning sickness she experienced while pregnant with Fang Qingyu, Fang Mom might have suspected their son wasn’t biologically his.

“When he was little, he stole my wife. Now that he’s grown up, he’s stealing my daughter. Why should I be happy about him?” Fang Dad complained with a pitiful look, his tone full of petty grievances.

“…” Fang Mom burst into laughter, walking over to give him a hug. “You big vinegar jar, I love you the most.”

Caught off guard by her parents’ public display of affection, Fang Qingying silently glanced at the matching family outfits in her hands and asked, “So, should I still give one to my brother?”

“No.”

“Yes.”

Fang Dad and Fang Mom answered simultaneously.

Fang Qingying helplessly spread her hands. “Whose answer should I go with?”

Fang Mom won the race to reply. “Mine.”

As for Fang Dad? Under the stern gaze of his wife, he obediently put on a smile and stayed quiet.

Fang Dad: What else can I do? Of course, I have to listen to my wife~

However, the real blow to Fang Dad came later. After receiving the matching outfit, Fang Qingyu brazenly wore it to work right under his father’s furious glare.

Instantly, the entire Fang Corporation was in shock!

Heavens! The young President Fang, known for his eternal preference for suits, was wearing what looked like a couple’s outfit with some obscure D-list celebrity!

The casual style of the family outfits made Fang Qingyu look several years younger.

His soft black hair fell over his brows, his eyes gentle at first glance, he resembled a fresh-faced college boy, exuding youthful energy like the currently trending “puppy-like” heartthrobs.

That day, the young President Fang angered the elder President Fang so much that the latter lodged complaints in his wife’s arms and took a week off work.

Night fell, stars dotting the sky outside the window. After drinking her glass of milk, Fang Qingying lay idly on her bed, scrolling through her phone.

A puzzled expression crossed her face as she wondered if she had forgotten to do something.

The light blue silk pajamas clung softly to her body, accentuating her graceful figure as her long, slender legs swayed playfully on the bed.

Like a little girl who never grew up, she rolled from the head of the bed to the foot, lost in thought.

Suddenly, she sat up cross-legged and smacked her forehead. “Oh no, I forgot to explain things to Xiao Xiao!”

She had spent the entire day running around with Fang Mom, too caught up in the fun to remember this matter.

Fang Qingying quickly opened the Weibo app. She really wasn’t a very responsible celebrity, she hadn’t even kept up with her own trending topics.

After scrolling for a while, she found no negative news about herself. Instead, the drama Queen of the Workplace, in which she played the third female lead, was gaining unexpected popularity before its release?

Fang Qingying: Meow? What the heck?

What on earth had happened on Weibo in just one day?

Hugging her phone, she flopped back onto the bed, rolling around in frustration.

Finally, she decided to send a message to Shen Lixie.

After understanding the whole story, she was instantly moved to tears. Hugging her pillow, she pretended to cry with a soft whimper, “Sister Xiaoxiao is such a good person. I’m so touched. Truly the type I adore.”

At that moment, the long-silent 888 came back online. Its electronic voice carried an unmistakable excitement that made Fang Qingying pause.

888: [We have a mission!]

Fang Qingying blinked, her small head filled with big confusion. The system had been absent for so long that she had begun to wonder if the voice she’d heard before was just her imagination.

But after being forced to read through the mission details 888 presented, she flopped onto her bed and groaned, “Ah, there’s no such thing as a system in this world. My delusions are getting way too serious.”

888: [Stop playing dead! You heartless woman! You absolute scoundrel!]

System 888 was officially furious.

“Let’s be reasonable here. I don’t want to show up in front of the male lead. Isn’t this mission basically sending me straight to him?” Fang Qingying irritably ruffled her hair, protesting the absurdity of the task.

888: [Gu Shengxiao will also be there.]

“Oh? So it’s just a mission? Whether Sister Xiaoxiao goes or not doesn’t really matter.”

Hearing this, Fang Qingying immediately sat up straight, performing the ultimate human face-switch in front of 888.

“For the sake of your performance metrics, I’ve decided to go after all.”

Her words sounded reluctant, but her eyes sparkled with excitement. It had only been a day or two since she last saw Sister Xiaoxiao, and she already missed her.

888: [I have high-definition photos of Gu Shengxiao stills, event shots, and candid daily photos.]

Suddenly realizing Fang Qingying was a sucker for good looks, 888 prepared to manipulate this ‘naive sweetheart.’

“Ahem, well, I suppose I’ll reluctantly take them?” Fang Qingying tried to suppress her excitement, feigning nonchalance.

888: [You just need to complete the second mission.]

Fang Qingying rolled over. “I can’t hear you.”

888: [I have a video of Gu Shengxiao dancing hip-hop flawless skin, stunning looks, a slender waist, long legs, and a punk style that’s drop-dead gorgeous.]

At this point, 888 sounded like a full-blown salesperson, luring Fang Qingying in.

“Pfft, if I’ve already accepted the first mission, why would I be scared of the second? Let’s hear it.” Fang Qingying blinked, a sly glint in her eyes as she patted her chest confidently.

Then, she flopped back onto the bed, ready to haggle with 888. “Look at this mission is it even humanly possible? I think you should throw in some extra perks. Like, I remember she voiced a drama once. What do you think?”

888: [Deal.]

The quick agreement made Fang Qingying feel like she’d been shortchanged. Her eyes darted around as if scheming something mischievous.

888: [If you back out, you get nothing and still have to do the mission. Failure to complete it will result in a spin on the Punishment Wheel.]

As soon as the electronic voice finished, an image of a massive, colorfully chaotic wheel appeared in Fang Qingying’s mind, densely packed with tiny text that was impossible to read clearly.

But the moment the thought formed, 888 helpfully dumped the entire list of punishments straight into her brain.

Fang Qingying: “Holy! Your system is downright ruthless!”

She was just a cannon-fodder side character, why did things have to be so extreme?

Lightning strikes are terrifying enough, but what’s this about being forced to hug a tree and howl like a wolf for half an hour?

888: [Ever heard of Truth or Dare?]

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