My older sister is a villainous rich girl.

In the end, Wayne managed to sneak into the late-night chat.

He sat opposite Chris, forming a circle with everyone, and the pentagram in the center turned into a hexagram.

Chris, still wanting more, suggested, "Let's try something different!"

"Lady Chris, please stop telling ghost stories~" Eve shed tears of regret.

Chris quickly reassured her, "No, no, let's play a game called 'Truth or Dare'."

"Truth or dare?" Molly asked. "Does it mean you have to tell the truth?"

"That's right!"

Chris tore off a piece of paper, divided it into six equal parts, wrote the numbers 1 to 6 on each part, and then crumpled them into small balls.

"Everyone, draw lots. The person who draws number 1 will ask a question, and the person who draws number 6 will answer the question."

"Oh! That sounds interesting." The minister rolled up his sleeves and responded enthusiastically.

"Let me make this clear first~ Everyone must swear on their future happiness that their answers will be the truth." Chris finished speaking with a malicious glint in her eyes, "Otherwise, you won't be able to be with the person you love in the future."

Upon hearing of such a severe "punishment," the other girls' expressions couldn't help but waver.

Wayne curled his lip.

He has never liked this type of game, but Truth or Dare is slightly better than Truth or Dare in his opinion, so he won't end up like an idiot running outside in the middle of the night crying and howling.

Hmm, maybe this is an opportunity to get more information out of him.

"Alright, let's begin." Chris mixed the six small paper balls together, shook them, and then tossed them onto the ground.

Everyone extended a hand.

"I am number 1," Sofia said.

"Where's number 6? Where is number 6?" Chris excitedly unfolded the number in her hand; it was 3.

Beside her, Eve shakily raised her hand, then abruptly closed her eyes and said, "Please ask your question!"

"Hmm... I don't know what kind of question to ask right now." Sophia hesitated for a moment.

"I've got it! What are Eve's private hobbies that most people don't know about?"

"Ah, this..."

Eve's face flushed red instantly.

"Oh ho~ There's potential?" Chris raised an eyebrow at her reaction.

Eve glanced at Wayne, then hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but didn't.

Wayne's heart immediately skipped a beat.

Why are you staring at me like that?

He had a very bad feeling.

Chris's smile faded slightly, her eyes narrowed, and she glanced at Wayne suspiciously.

She always knew that Wayne was destined to be a playboy.

Without Chris's intervention, Wayne would have dated countless girlfriends and spent his days frequenting brothels.

Until he met that kind, beautiful, and simple girl, Tasia.

Only then will Wayne Wincher repent and become wholeheartedly devoted and loyal.

But no matter what, starting from elementary school is a bit too much... especially with someone you consider a friend, someone who has been loyal to you for many years.

There's a subtle, unpleasant feeling, like you've been tricked from both sides.

Eve spoke hesitantly, "Yes, I was secretly fantasizing about Lord Wayne and His Highness Richard's poignant love story."

"Eh?!" Everyone was shocked.

Wayne looked constipated.

You shouldn't reveal this unique hobby!

"Oh! I think I've heard of that before." Chris looked thoughtful. "It seems to be quite popular among some girls."

Wayne stared at her in disbelief. "You've heard about it too?"

Eve covered her face shyly: "Right, right? These handsome guys really look so good together~"

"Everyone also created quite a few short stories and secretly circulated them!"

"Next." Wayne snatched their crumpled papers with a blank expression, shook them vigorously, and threw them away.

Molly drew number 1 this time, and Minister Meimei drew number 6.

Molly declared confidently, "Question! Why does Minister want to establish a crafts department?"

"Of course, it's because they share my love for handicrafts that they founded it."

Chris thought the question was too simple and that asking it was a waste of an opportunity.

"That's not entirely the reason."

The minister gave an unexpected answer.

"Actually, I started the club because I wanted to actively make friends."

"Because I grew up with my grandmother, I learned skills such as knitting sweaters and weaving bamboo baskets."

"When I'm bored, as long as I do these things seriously, I feel like time flies by very, very fast. I think there must be other people in the academy who share my hobbies, but I just haven't met them yet."

"However... it seems that no one in the school thinks highly of such a simple hobby, and in the end, not many people wanted to join the craft club."

Meimei hugged her knees, rested her head on her arms, and looked somewhat lonely.

"At first, I worked very hard to attract people, create event plans, and put a lot of effort into running the business."

"However, the number of members is constantly decreasing. Everyone is leaving the club for various reasons, and they are becoming less and less active in activities."

"I thought that was the end of it."

"Even I want to give up."

"Meimei..." A hint of heartache flashed in Sophia's eyes as she gently squeezed her arm.

The minister forced a smile.

"But things are different now. Chris changed everything, you know?"

"I feel really happy to see the handicraft club become more prosperous than ever before and to meet so many compatible friends."

She said in a low voice.

"So it doesn't matter if we don't get any honors, it doesn't matter if we lose to the orchestra."

"Just being able to get together with everyone like this makes me incredibly happy."

The atmosphere in the room inexplicably became somewhat heavy.

Chris suddenly clapped her hands, attracting everyone's attention.

"Don't say such discouraging things, we will definitely win!" she said with a determined look.

What a joke! I'm the number one villainous boss, and I won't die easily before I meet the original female lead!

"Next." She tossed the paper ball out again.

Chris drew number 1 this time, while Wayne was holding number 6.

Wayne was getting a little annoyed.

According to probability, how many times do I need to draw to get the result that I am number 1 and Chris is number 6?

"The question is—" Chris asked with a half-smile, "Who is Wayne's current favorite girl?"

"Oh—!" The others chimed in, turning their interested gazes toward Wayne.

Chris thought that Wayne would protest in a state of shame and anger.

To his surprise, after a brief moment of surprise, he looked up and gazed intently into her eyes.

"you."

He replied.