After swapping bodies, I became a domineering CEO in a melodramatic novel.

The entire audience burst into laughter, with some even clapping and cheering exaggeratedly.

Her wet hair clung to her neck, and her skirt was instantly soaked, vaguely outlining her long, slender figure. All of this added to the already desolate scene, making it even more disheveled. Yu Yuetong sniffed, turned her head to glare at "herself"—that is, Qin Reng, her face clearly showing her "can't take it anymore."

Qin Reng raised an eyebrow, tilted his head, and clicked his tongue softly, "This scene is definitely the center of attention. How about it, exciting?"

"Qin Reng!" Yu Yuetong said through gritted teeth, her voice low and menacing. "We're supposed to help each other, not play with fire! Instead of helping, you're fanning the flames?"

"Alright, here's the next question." Qin Reng was too lazy to explain, only raising an eyebrow to remind her to look back at the screen. Sure enough, a new question followed immediately, and Yu Yuetong, who had just endured this humiliation, had tears welling up in her eyes. She had only one thought in her mind: "I can endure anything, but I absolutely cannot lose another question!"

The next question slid out from the screen: "On the first day Yu Yuetong moved into the Qin family home after her marriage, she clearly didn't eat anything in the morning, but she deliberately left a small piece of leftover snack on the table. Please tell me what kind of snack it was."

"Another question targeting me! What kind of inexplicably unlucky custom game is this?" she couldn't help but complain, frantically searching her memory for the original plot. "I ate... an egg tart? No, it's probably..." Suddenly, a thought struck her, "Avocado mousse!"

After the answer was confirmed, a green "correct" indicator lit up on the big screen, causing an uproar in the audience. Qin Reng's smile finally froze slightly.

"Sure, that's good, not bad." Qin Reng raised an eyebrow, but his cold words carried a hint of undisguised awkwardness.

"Stop talking nonsense and focus! I don't want to get watered again!" Yu Yuetong quickly adjusted her mindset and got serious. The emcee, who was orchestrating this farcical wedding banquet, seemed to sense a unique tension. New topics were gradually being developed during their banter—

"Looks like we're about to get to the main event." The host raised an eyebrow gracefully. "This last question is particularly simple..."

"The last question." The host drawled meaningfully, as if the previous farce was just an appetizer, and the real killer move was just beginning. He glanced meaningfully at "Qin Reng" and "Yu Yuetong," and slowly read the question: "What is the truth behind the intimate relationship between Yu Yuetong and Qin Reng after their marriage—"

The options on the screen immediately popped up, namely:

A. The relationship broke down, and they became like strangers.

B. Their love is as sweet as honey, without any gaps.

C. Doubt and struggle, mutual humiliation

D. There was no substantial progress; it was purely based on acting skills.

Instantly, the air in the entire venue became so thin it was suffocating. After a second of silence, some people began to whisper among themselves, clearly enjoying the spectacle.

"That's quite a challenge," the host couldn't help but add. "It's time for the truth or dare, and the answer will be revealed by our CEO, Mr. Qin."

Qin Reng, now known as Yu Yuetong, stood frozen in place, her throat feeling dry. The only scenario that came to mind when she thought of this incredibly bizarre question was a humiliating scene! But she had no choice but to grit her teeth and slowly bring the microphone to her lips.

She tried to remain calm, forcing a stiff smile: "Well... of course it's... D?"

For some reason, the moment she uttered those words, the area around her suddenly erupted into a cacophony of laughter, with some people shouting unabashedly, "So that's all President Qin is capable of!"

But the person facing her directly, the current "Yu Yuetong," Qin Reng, instantly turned several degrees cold. He narrowed his eyes slightly, paused, and grasped a glass of red wine, which was about eight-tenths full, in his palm.

"You don't want to live anymore, do you?" He spoke slowly and deliberately, his tone almost icy.

Yu Yuetong immediately took a step back, raising her hands in a gesture of surrender: "Don't be impulsive! Calm down, I'm just worried they'll find out you don't have acting skills, right? This isn't going too far, is it? Look—"

Qin Reng, however, couldn't be bothered to listen to her nonsense. He took a long stride forward and pinned her to the side of the tall wooden round table.

"Then tell me," he suddenly lowered his head, his tone slightly mocking, his voice extremely low, "Do you think the real problem is the lack of substantial progress, or that you simply dare not make any progress?"

The moment the man uttered that slippery whisper, Yu Yuetong felt her blood pressure spike. She could feel several pairs of gossipy eyes fixed on them, as if they were just waiting for them to start arguing and prove themselves. She frantically signaled for them to retreat, and was about to smooth things over when the host deliberately fanned the flames: "Oh dear, it seems the atmosphere in our room is quite heated! Since Mr. Qin is so competitive, how about giving the audience another surprise?"

"Surprise my ass!" Yu Yuetong cursed inwardly, but to her surprise, Qin Reng actually responded. He snorted, suddenly turned around, stretched out his arm, and pulled "Mrs. Qin" into his embrace.

"What are you doing?" Yu Yuetong was caught off guard and instantly broke down like a hedgehog with its fur standing on end. She tried to push him away, but the man's hands gripped her tightly with terrifying force.

"Since you're so good at making choices," Qin Reng lowered his voice, his tone sounding both joking and carrying a chilling warning, "why not make it even more convincing to match your facial features?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he tilted his head slightly, the ends of his velvety black hair brushing against the other person's cool earlobe. His face quickly drew closer...

To outsiders, this was clearly a domineering CEO's high-profile display of affection in public. A wave of excitement swept through the audience, but only Yu Yuetong understood that his excessive closeness was not without ulterior motives!

"You're crazy!" Yu Yuetong warned in a low voice, but to no avail. Qin Reng, adhering to the principle of "I am in charge of my own body," continued to laugh dangerously.

Just then, the host spoke again: "It seems this event can basically end here—oh dear, it's getting awkward so quickly, it's a bit unsatisfying." He raised his eyes meaningfully, "But there's still a mystery gift waiting for the first 'couple' to successfully answer the last question!"

A mysterious gift? The two of them froze, turning to look at the host, then at the crowd in the audience who were watching with amusement—they had a strange feeling that things were not only complicated, but also far from over.

With the host fanning the flames, all eyes were on the two of them, and several people even took out their phones and started recording.

Yu Yuetong wanted to disappear into a crack in the ground, but Qin Reng didn't play by the rules and hugged her tighter and tighter.