Chapter 157: Is the Man on the Bed Fang Zhou?

The actress stood at the doorway, motionless, questioning Qin Yun.

“I saw someone familiar. I’m not sure if it’s someone we all know?”

Standing at the door, Qin Yun could easily guess her thoughts.

Initially, she just needed a glance to confirm it was Fang Zhou. Now, she demanded verification.

Since that was the case, Qin Yun didn’t mind indulging Qiao Sisi.

The usually gentle elder sister figure slowly walked to Qiao Sisi’s side, placing a hand on her shoulder, whispering, “If you want to know, you can go in and see for yourself.”

As she spoke, Qin Yun smiled, with a hint of shyness.

To Qiao Sisi, this smile was pure provocation.

It seemed to mock her foolishness and recklessness.

‘We’ve come this far, and you still don’t believe it? Do you need to see for yourself? I pity your stubbornness.’

Qiao Sisi felt like her mind was being gnawed by countless white ants. She couldn’t think calmly nor find the flaws in Qin Yun’s words.

Had she calmed down a bit, she would have realized—if they were really doing that, why leave the door open, almost inviting spectators?

And Fang Zhou, would he really lie there doing nothing in the face of her?

Her fingers trembled uncontrollably, trying to grasp something but finding nothing.

At this moment, she felt like a small boat in the ocean, tossed by waves, unable to find land, and unable to stay in the eye of the storm without being torn apart.

Her heart ached unbearably, as if someone was cutting it with a blunt knife—not fatal, but excruciating.

“No need.”

Qiao Sisi finally uttered, her voice hoarse.

She forced her gaze away, looking elsewhere, smiling mechanically.

“The restroom is over there, right?”

Her pride prevented her from taking another step.

She wouldn’t lift the blanket to verify if Fang Zhou was truly naked or if they were really exploring the mysteries of the human body.

She feared seeing the scene she imagined, Fang Zhou’s annoyed face for being interrupted, and her own pitiful state being mocked by Qin Yun.

The most humiliating part was fearing Fang Zhou would ask, “We broke up years ago, what right do you have to interfere?”

She might go mad on the spot and grab a knife to kill him.

At least, not seeing Fang Zhou’s face, she could deceive herself—it might not be him.

In this moment, Schrödinger’s cat had a concrete representation in Qiao Sisi’s mind.

“Yes, the restroom is over there.”

Qin Yun’s amused voice came from behind, making it clear she was laughing.

Laughing at her cowardice, her overestimation, and her reluctance to unveil the truth despite being so close.

Qiao Sisi took a deep breath, forcing her body not to tremble, and walked step by step towards the restroom.

She thought she needed cold water to calm down.

Otherwise, she couldn’t suppress the urge to kill.

Unexpectedly, the third person in the room spoke up.

Zhang Zihang’s gaze was also on that room, raising an eyebrow and asking, “Who is it? Do I know them?”

He spoke while walking towards the room, seemingly intent on verifying who it was.

Qin Yun’s smile froze, thinking: What’s it to you, big guy?

Can’t you see we’re in the middle of something? Why join in?

Nonetheless, she gently reminded, “I think you might not want to know.”

After all, Zhang Zihang was Zhang Zhiyin’s brother, and Zhang Zhiyin liked Fang Zhou.

If his sister knew about Fang Zhou’s affair, she’d be hurt.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Zihang smiled and calmly said, “I didn’t want to know initially, but now I must.”

A hint of displeasure flashed in Qin Yun’s eyes, but she quickly understood.

It’s good if Zhang Zihang sees it, so he can persuade his sister to give up on Fang Zhou.

She replaced her smile with a gentle one, spreading her hands, “If you want to see, go ahead.”

After all, Fang Zhou was indeed naked. Even if he wasn’t conscious, it wouldn’t be easy to explain.

Zhang Zihang walked step by step towards the room, and Qiao Sisi stopped.

A voice in her head urged her to leave, not to wait for the cruel truth.

But Qiao Sisi felt rooted to the spot, unable to move.

Holding her breath, she waited for Zhang Zihang to unveil the truth.

Zhang Zihang held his phone, and if he unlocked it, he’d see he was chatting with his sister.

The message read: Brother, can you find Fang Zhou? All the male guests have returned, but he hasn’t.

While Qiao Sisi and Qin Yun talked, Zhang Zihang suddenly realized Fang Zhou might be here, explaining Qiao Sisi’s urgency.

Before coming here, he had been following his sister’s participation in this program.

When Fang Zhou appeared on screen, it matched the photo hidden in his sister’s room.

It was a graduation photo of them in high school, smiling brightly, with his sister looking at the boy with love.

Zhang Zihang vaguely knew his sister’s departure had something to do with the boy she liked.

As an outsider, he shouldn’t interfere.

But Zhang Zhiyin drank tonight. If she didn’t hear from Fang Zhou soon, she might foolishly come down the mountain.

That would be more trouble for him.

What choice did he have but to pamper his sister?

So, risking being a third wheel, he had to confirm Fang Zhou’s whereabouts.

Qiao Sisi also waited, hoping Zhang Zihang would reveal if it was Fang Zhou.

She had never felt time drag so long, every second an ordeal.

“Who is he?”