After being read, the fake daughter became the group's favorite

The game continues

Jing Yi lay on the chair contentedly, and Jing Zejun looked at her with amusement.

It was Jing Zeyou's turn to spin the wheel. The pointer slowly pointed at Jing Yi. Jing Zeqian was about to take action, but Jing Yi immediately said, "I choose truth!"

He sat back down with some regret.

Jing Zeyou took out a note from the box. He took a look at it and looked up at Jing Yi.

He gently pinched the note so that no one could see what was written on it. "If you were allowed to go back in time, would you still choose to board the plane?"

Jing Yi was stunned for a moment, then began to think seriously.

Jing Zeqian and Jing Zejun were both a little nervous, waiting for Jing Yi's answer. Wen Qingyan didn't know what Jing Zeyou was hinting at, but it seemed to be very important to the Jing family.

Jing Yi looked up and smiled, her eyebrows curved, with a clear smile in her eyes, and her dimples were one deep and one shallow.

She said: "Yes! How much will I lose if I don't?!"

Of course, what Jing Yi deserved to 'lose' was not money.

Even though they couldn't hear Jing Yi's voice, Jing Zeyou and others knew that she was not talking about material things like money.

Jingzejun smiled and moved closer to Jingyi, and Jingzeqian also raised the corner of his mouth.

The warm atmosphere made Jing Yi feel a little awkward. She cleared her cough a few times, asked everyone to continue, and started turning the turntable.

This time it was Jing Zeqian's turn. As expected, he chose the truth. Jing Yi had no choice but to pick a question. After seeing it, he was a little surprised and read: "Why did you start Xingji?"

Jing Zeyou leaned back slightly in his chair and looked up at Jing Zeqian. These were the questions he wrote.

He had asked Jing Zeqian this question several times, but the results he got were probably not enough to fool even Jing Zeqian himself.

The Jing family is not like other wealthy families. Whoever has the ability to succeed the family will take on the responsibility. However, Jing Zeyou cares more about his brother's opinion. It's just a company. It's not as important as his relatives.

But Jing Zeqian refused, saying that he was never cut out for it and that he would just have to rely on him for support from now on.

This question has been bothering Jing Zeyou for many years.

Jing Zeqian turned his head and looked at Jing Zeyou, hesitating for a moment, "Two reasons. One reason is to find Junjun faster."

The entertainment industry is a place where one can come into contact with more people. Jing Zeqian took this into consideration when he made the decision.

Jing Zejun looked at Jing Zeqian, with a touch of emotion in her eyes. No one in her family had ever given up on her...

Jing Zeqian was obviously not used to this sentimental atmosphere, and immediately gave another reason, "Another reason can be said to be the unwillingness to admit defeat when I was young." He wanted to prove that even if there was no Jing family, he would still have what he should have.

Jing Zeyou's eyes were complicated, so Jing Zeqian chose the entertainment industry, which was the only industry that the Jing family had never been involved in.

Jing Zeqian picked up the wheat juice in front of him and drank it all, as if he was hiding something.

Because of his personality, Jing Zeqian had no interest in the Internet or finance since he was a child. However, he had an easy life because he had his brother to support him.

Later, this sense of ease disappeared along with the comments of others.

When he was young, Jing Zeqian was surrounded by a lot of young masters. He once thought that they were "like-minded", but later he found out that it was just the convenience of his identity as the young master of the Jing family.

Jing Yi held his chin and looked at Jing Zeqian, "He is just a young man who has never experienced a beating, and he was beaten up by society."

Jing Zejun and Jing Zeyou were both feeling distressed, but when they heard Jing Yi say that, they felt a little emotional.

Jing Zeqian was also choked, but he could not deny that Jing Yi was right.

[Ah! I was just feeling sentimental, and now you’re doing this to me?!]

[So what does Mr. Jing mean by getting on the plane? Why are you still using code words?!]

[It should be the flight that the Jing family took to pick up Jing Yi to take her home.]

[As expected, he is a young master, ignorant of the sufferings of the world.]

[You are obviously luckier than many people, why are you still so unsatisfied?]

[…Do you feel that there are more people saying sarcastic things in the live broadcast room recently?]

It was getting dark, and Jingzejun saw that the time was almost up, so he prepared to draw one last person to end the game.

Jing Yi was already feeling a little sleepy, so she stayed close to Jing Zejun, looking at the turntable with heavy eyelids, but was startled by the pointer in front of her.

What kind of luck is this! She was the last one to be picked?

Because all the big dares were drawn, Jingzejun could only look for the slip in the truth or dare box.

This one was written by her. Jing Zejun looked at Jing Yi and asked seriously, "What does your hobby mean to you?"

Such ordinary truth? Wen Qingyan and others were a little surprised, not knowing whether it was the truth or an in-depth interview.

Jing Yi did not blurt out the answer as forthrightly as one might imagine, but stared at the note in a daze.

"Yiyi, a child in the welfare home is sick. Grandma can't go to your sports meeting. Have fun with your classmates."

"Yiyi, don't play such dangerous games after get off work in the future. If I hadn't happened to see it, I wouldn't have known that you actually played those dangerous games!"

"Okay grandma, I went to take a look just out of curiosity. Don't worry, I won't play it again in the future."

The grandmother at the orphanage was very kind to her. She had to take care of many children, so Jing Yi couldn't let her worry. But in fact, no classmates wanted to play with her at all, so she was thankful as long as they didn't pick on her.

"Yiyi, are those your friends? Are they race car drivers?"

"Oh, they are the group of people who helped me last time. Don't worry, I just want to have a meal with them to thank them."

"Is that so? I think those hobbies are pretty cool."

"How cool is that? It's so dangerous!"

She is the only child around Grandma Jing, and she can't let Grandma Jing worry about her at her old age.

What does my hobby mean?

Jing Yi stared at the valley in the distance and murmured, "To me, it means freedom with shackles." Racing is freedom, it is what she loves, but it is also imprisoning.

A freedom that cannot be released.

The commentators didn’t understand what Jing Yi meant, but the Jing family members understood. Jing Zeqian had the biggest reaction among the three.

Wen Yin looked at Jing Zeqian's bewildered look and felt somewhat puzzled.

Jingzejun gently touched Jingyi's hair. The purpose of her writing this was to make Jingyi think carefully. Is she really willing to keep avoiding or even giving up?

It is also to let Jing Zeqian understand how Jing Yi treats her hobbies.

The second brother loves her and Yi Yi very much, but his way of doing things always makes them feel embarrassed.

Jing Zeyou patted Jing Zeqian's shoulder gently. He also hoped that his younger brother could truly understand how to be good to someone instead of always doing things in his own way.

After finishing speaking, Jing Yi began to yawn lazily.