I Struggle to Survive in a Girl Group [Transmigration] - Chapter 22.1

You Shuang hesitated for a moment before quickly snapping back to reality.

On tonight’s stage, she had been the cunning and treacherous villain. Queen Yu Tingbai had rescued the little princess, An Qing, and the two of them were showered with praise, while she alone was being torn apart online.

And now, the rescued little princess was demanding that the villain ship the queen and the little princess together?

Wouldn’t that get her absolutely roasted?

You Shuang could already imagine what the netizens would say.

“Not even famous, yet still trying to leech off others.”

“How dare you even ship them?”

“Rainbow After Rain doesn’t accept trash!”

“Rainbow After Rain is real, but you’re fake.”

Seeing her remain silent, An Qing deliberately provoked her, “I told you to listen to me. If you go back on your word, then I’ll.”

Truth be told, she had drunk a bit too much tonight and wasn’t thinking clearly. Her request was simply a ploy to use You Shuang to boost the popularity of her CP with Yu Tingbai. Although You Shuang didn’t have many fans, they would do in a pinch.

You Shuang hastily agreed, “I’ll do it! I’ll do it, alright?”

As long as An Qing accepted her apology, even if she got criticized for trying to ride on their coattails, it was still better than the current situation.

You Shuang shot An Qing a resentful glare, utterly baffled by how the other girl had suddenly become so shrewd, even turning her apology post into CP promotion.

“Then it’s settled.” An Qing smiled cheerfully and nodded, reaching out to stop You Shuang, who was already thinking of making a quick exit.

You Shuang asked warily, “Is there something else?”

A sense of foreboding suddenly crept into her heart.

“Nothing too serious.” An Qing tilted her head and replied earnestly, “About the material compensation you mentioned earlier, shall we discuss the specifics?”

After returning to the private room, An Qing found a quiet corner again.

It wasn’t time to have fun yet. Now that she finally had her phone back, her top priority was to learn more about the original owner’s “glorious” deeds.

The last time she had access to her phone, the timing was too tight, and she had to record the segment interacting with her parents, leaving her no time to properly explore the contents of her phone.

An Qing first opened the pinned group chat titled “Stirring Up Trouble, Wreaking Havoc.” There were hundreds of unread messages, with the latest ones all tagging her.

Little Fox: Not bad, you debuted.

Little Fox: How did you end up on the hot search with Yu Tingbai?

Little Fox: @Qingqing

Takoyaki Ball: Why didn’t you buy more votes? @Qingqing

Takoyaki Ball: You actually gave the center position to Yu Tingbai?

Mie Mie Sheep: Looks like you two are getting along pretty well?

Mie Mie Sheep: Is it an act? @Qingqing

Mie Mie Sheep: Or is she clinging to you?

Takoyaki Ball: Come out and have some fun?

Little Fox: Let me introduce you to some pretty ladies @Qingqing

Little Fox: Make Yu Tingbai green with envy.

An Qing felt a headache coming on. After thinking it over carefully, she replied in the group chat.

Qingqing: I’ve realized Yu Tingbai is actually pretty great.

Qingqing: Stop talking nonsense.

The moment she sent these two messages, the previously lively group fell silent for a full five minutes. Then, one by one, her dubious friends began to voice their hesitant thoughts.

Mie Mie Sheep: Is this really you?

Takoyaki Ball: An Qing, if you’ve been kidnapped, blink twice.

Little Fox: There’s a traitor among us!

Little Fox: Guess who? @Qingqing

An Qing sighed helplessly. After glancing around to make sure no one was nearby, she carefully brought the phone to her lips and, risking the end of her friendships, sent a low voice message.

“Stop messing around. Yu Tingbai is my fiancée. We’re going to get married someday. I’m not joking.”

She deliberately made her statement absolute. After all, she knew nothing about the original owner’s friends. If any of them had some connection with Yu Tingbai and ended up offending her, she would be the one to suffer.

The group chat fell completely silent. Just as An Qing thought she was about to be kicked out, the three sisters spoke up again.

Miemie Yang: Actually, I think Yu Tingbai is pretty great too.

Little Fox: Yu Tingbai is a born idol! Our Qingqing is so lucky!

Takoyaki: I’ll call her “sister-in-law” right now!

These three must have discussed it in a private chat.

An Qing was amused.

Sometimes, friendships among girls are like this driven by emotions rather than logic, with stances that can change at any moment, unconditionally siding with their sisters. Even if it’s contradictory or embarrassing, they don’t care. As long as they’re happy, that’s all that matters.

She really liked it.

An Qing chatted with them for a while longer, promising to meet up with everyone when she had time, then closed the group chat and continued scrolling through her phone.

“An Qing, who are you hiding here and chatting with?”

Just as she was engrossed, a voice suddenly sounded above her head. Immediately after, a hand rested on her shoulder.

Startled, An Qing turned around and found Shen Siqi smiling at her, holding a beer bottle.

“Come play a game.”

Shen Siqi’s eyes sparkled, her face covered in paper strips clearly, she had lost quite a few rounds earlier.

She pulled An Qing over to a sofa, sat down, and quickly peeled off all the paper strips from her face, crumpled them into a ball, and tossed them into the trash.

An Qing asked, “What game?”

A circle of people sat around the coffee table on the sofas. Out of habit, she scanned the crowd for Yu Tingbai’s location.

Yu Tingbai was sitting diagonally across from her, looking relaxed and slightly tipsy.

As the guest of honor for the evening, she had drunk quite a bit.

Yi Zhuo and Wen Ling were also there, sitting on a two-seater sofa to the right, whispering about something.

Shen Siqi said, “The True Friends Challenge!”

Holding a stack of cards, she enthusiastically explained the rules.

“Each card has a random question. Everyone writes down whether their answer is true or false based on their actual situation.”

“There’s a blank slip of paper inside the card. After writing your answer, you also need to mark it with a check or an ‘X’ to indicate whether your answer is true or false.”

“The others have to guess whether the answer is true or false. Anyone who guesses wrong will face a cruel punishment! If everyone guesses correctly, then the person who wrote the answer will be punished!”

Shen Siqi widened her eyes, gesturing wildly as if to appear fierce.

“A particularly cruel punishment utterly inhumane!!”

An Qing played along and asked, “What’s the punishment?”

“First, they have to drink as punishment!”

Shen Siqi waved her hand dramatically, pointing to a row of liquor bottles on the coffee table. Then she rummaged in her pocket, pulled out a thick black marker, and proudly displayed it to everyone.

“Then, each winner gets to draw a line on the loser’s face. As long as it’s continuous, you can make it as long as you want! How about that!”

As soon as she finished speaking, someone immediately chimed in.

“Shen Siqi, you’re really tough on yourself.”

“Weren’t those fifteen paper strips enough for you earlier?”

“Hahahaha, you never learn.”

“Just you wait! I’m definitely winning this round!”

Shen Siqi’s competitive spirit was instantly ignited. After a few more blustering remarks, she distributed the cards and markers to everyone, issuing a warning with mock seriousness, “Losers can’t be sore losers no peeking at others’ answers.”

The question on An Qing’s card was simple: How many people have you kissed?

Easy enough.

Before her transmigration, she had been too busy with her career to even think about romance. An Qing gripped the pen and instinctively started to write “0,” but then she suddenly remembered something.

Did that accidental kiss with Yu Tingbai count?

An Qing had intended to write the correct answer, but after a moment’s hesitation, she finally wrote “1.”

Then she opened the card’s hidden compartment and checked the box on the slip of paper, indicating her answer was true.

The cards were quickly collected. Shen Siqi shuffled them skillfully twice, then grinned and called out to An Qing, “Come on, pick one at random.”

An Qing casually drew the top card and handed it over. Shen Siqi eagerly flipped it over and read aloud, “How many times have you been confessed to? Whose question is this?”

Yi Zhuo raised her hand, her thin lips parting slightly. “Mine.”

She seemed to be in a good mood, her aura noticeably softer.

Shen Siqi continued reading, “Yi Zhuo’s answer is 7 times. Everyone, guess if it’s true or false!”

The group studied Yi Zhuo’s expression, each lost in thought. Yi Zhuo leaned back in her chair, unhurried as she waited for the verdict.

Shen Siqi was the first to speak. “I say it’s true! If it were false, the number wouldn’t be so precise!”

“Then I’ll say false.”

Someone immediately chimed in, “After all, betting against Siqi is a sure win, hahaha!”

Shen Siqi was furious. Pouting with grievance, she grabbed Wen Ling nearby to complain. Wen Ling smiled, offering comfort to Shen Siqi while playfully condemning the teasing. Then she also guessed false.

An Qing couldn’t stop laughing. Before Shen Siqi could turn to her for sympathy, she chose “true,” joining Shen Siqi as the only two dissenters in the room.

Soon, it was time to reveal the answer. Shen Siqi pulled out the slip from the hidden compartment, and her expression immediately fell. Clutching the paper, she demanded of Yi Zhuo, “So how many times was it really?”

Yi Zhuo glanced at her. “Too many to remember.”

She certainly had the credentials to back that up.

The group was stunned, then burst into rowdy cheers. Amid the noisy laughter, Shen Siqi and An Qing each poured themselves a glass of alcohol and downed it in one go.

Yi Zhuo picked up a marker from the table and crooked a finger at Shen Siqi. “Come here.”

Shen Siqi immediately pulled An Qing in front of her as a shield. “Take out my teammate first!!”

An Qing: “…”

She shouldn’t have softened and sided with Shen Siqi by guessing “true.”