The Extravagant Alpha And The Cold Movie Queen’s Fake Act Became Real - Chapter 8

Chapter 8: The Couple Q&A Challenge!

“Next, we will ask Teacher Fu questions about Teacher Ruan’s preferences and habits. After each question, Teacher Fu must provide an answer. If the answer matches what Teacher Ruan has written on the white paper, it will be considered correct.”

“You must answer all ten questions correctly to earn the right to enjoy this exquisite breakfast.”

Ruan Siyi’s heart instantly sank to the bottom.

As far as she knew, Fu Ru’an and the original host of this body were nothing more than contractual wives—a complete sham of a marriage.

Expecting Fu Ru’an to know anything about her?

Might as well wish for the original host to suddenly come back to life and possess Fu Ru’an’s body to answer all the questions in her place.

Not to mention, this was a compatibility challenge.

Fu Ru’an’s answers had to match what she wrote.

Ruan Siyi’s heart was like storm-tossed waves, fear and tension twisting into an invisible pressure.

Her own understanding of the original host was limited to the few scattered details from the novel. What if her answers were wrong, and netizens exposed that her behavior didn’t match the original host’s character?

[Director Ai, you really know how to play (thumbs up)]

[I’m f*cking dying of laughter hahahaha! Expecting Actress Fu to answer questions about Ruan Siyi? In your dreams!]

[But didn’t they seem pretty close yesterday? And that time when Actress Fu changed her Weibo name… No one would go that far for someone they didn’t truly love, right?]

[Don’t be naive! People in the entertainment industry are the best at acting! Well, now the truth’s about to come out, hahaha.]

Ruan Siyi was panicking, her mind racing like a stampede of wild horses, completely at a loss for what to do.

Yet, her expression remained steady—only her eyes subtly darted toward Fu Ru’an, silently pleading for help.

As if by some unspoken agreement, their gazes met in midair.

After a brief moment of eye contact, Fu Ru’an calmly spoke: “No problem. I’m ready.”

Ruan Siyi nearly lost control of her expression right then and there.

Ah?

How is this possible?

But she has a problem?!

[Hahahaha, so adorable! Actress Fu looks confident, but Ruan Ruan doesn’t believe her!]

Fu Ru’an noticed the slight trembling in Ruan Siyi’s hand and comforted her in a low voice, “Don’t be nervous. As long as you answer according to your own situation, I’ll get it right.”

Ruan Siyi’s heart grew even more uneasy.

That’s exactly why I’m even more panicked!

“Teacher Fu, first question.” The director’s voice interrupted Ruan Siyi’s thoughts, and her heartbeat quickened, filled with unease.

“What is Teacher Ruan’s birthday?”

She knew this one.

The original character’s birthday was the same as hers.

Both were on New Year’s Day.

She silently wrote “January 1st” on the whiteboard, while Fu Ru’an over there also gave the correct answer.

“Alright, now our warm-up questions are officially over.” Aike’s face showed excitement. “Next question!”

“What is Teacher Ruan’s favorite fruit?”

Ruan Siyi’s hand froze mid-writing.

Wait, Teacher Ai.

This wasn’t mentioned in the book.

Why aren’t you testing based on the textbook?

She closed her eyes, recalling Fu Ru’an’s words—“answer according to your own situation”—and with a determined heart, she wrote the word “Durian” in big letters.

“Durian.”

Fu Ru’an’s voice rang out at the same time.

Ruan Siyi let out a huge sigh of relief but couldn’t help wondering:

Could it really be such a coincidence?

[What? How could anyone like durian? Durian and stinky tofu noodles… my lifelong nemeses…]

[Help, how can a female celebrity like durian? So disgusting, I feel like vomiting as soon as I smell it.]

[Female celebrities are human too, can’t they have their own tastes and preferences? Don’t be ridiculous! Durian might smell awful at first, but it’s creamy and sweet! When frozen, it tastes just like ice cream~]

Next, the director asked a few basic questions, and Ruan Siyi answered according to her own thoughts, which surprisingly aligned perfectly with Fu Ru’an’s responses.

These were her unique preferences and habits, things she had never actively shared with others. Even her own mother might not have been able to answer so smoothly, yet Fu Ru’an not only answered every question without hesitation but also got them all right.

Ruan Siyi suddenly felt an eerie sense that the other person knew her inside out.

How was this possible?

Could it be that Fu Ru’an could read minds?

[Wow? Could it be that Actress Fu and Ruan Siyi are true love? She even knows the exact temperature of the bathwater Ruan prefers!]

Of course, there were still stubborn netizens:

[These are just basic questions, what’s so impressive about answering them?]

[It’s just scripted, who’s taking it seriously?]

“Alright! Now for the second-to-last question!” Aiko’s eyes flashed with a strange light, and her whole demeanor became excited. “This one’s a bit special, so please answer carefully, Teacher Fu.”

“Here’s the question—”

“Which part of her body does Teacher Ruan like the most?”

[Damn? Who could possibly know that?]

[So bold? Wouldn’t she like her face the most? After all, it’s quite stunning.]

Ruan Siyi’s hand, holding the pen, froze.

This… how was she supposed to answer?

Should she really write down her true thoughts?

Out of the corner of her eye, Ruan Siyi glanced at the delicious-looking breakfast on the table, couldn’t resist the temptation, and silently swallowed her saliva.

“Teacher Fu, please answer the question.”

Echo handed her the microphone.

Fu Ru’an took the microphone and slowly lifted her gaze, her eyes trailing down from Ruan Siyi’s face with undisguised aggression.

Her voice was low and soft, carrying a silent yet deadly allure: “Ruan Ruan’s favorite place?”

Fu Ru’an paused, a faint, almost imperceptible smile curling at the corners of her lips, her tone laced with a subtle, ambiguous hint.

“That mole.”

Having said that, she seemed to think her answer wasn’t specific enough, so she leisurely added another sentence.

“On the inside of her thigh, there’s a tiny mole.”

“Every time I kiss there, Ruan Ruan trembles so much, like an adorable, shy little kitten that’s been provoked.”

The air instantly grew tense, and everyone present couldn’t help but suck in a sharp breath.

Ruan Siyi wanted to cover her face with her hands but could only freeze in place, her fingers trembling slightly.

She could feel Fu Ru’an’s gaze like a scorching touch, landing on every inch of her body, leaving her with nowhere to hide, no escape.

“Teacher Fu, please mind the appropriateness a little.”

Director Echo coughed dryly, trying to break the suffocating atmosphere, though his voice couldn’t conceal his shock and awkwardness.

Fu Ru’an, however, remained unruffled, casting a faint glance at the host and curling her lips slightly. “I was just answering the question truthfully.”

She lowered her head, leaning close to Ruan Siyi’s ear, her voice barely a whisper: “Don’t be nervous, Ruan Ruan.”

That warm breath brushed past her ear, like a feather lightly grazing her skin, sending an uncontrollable shiver through her body.

“I told you I’d let you have breakfast.”

Ruan Siyi’s heartbeat completely lost its rhythm, her breathing uneven.

She wanted to retort, but found she couldn’t utter a single word.

Because every syllable, every sound, seemed utterly and completely dominated by Fu Ru’an’s delicate yet overwhelming pressure, so much so that all her thoughts erupted in silence within her mind at that moment.

[Ahhhhhhh holy sh1t! Actress Fu is way too bold! Is it really that intense?!]

【Ahhh Ruan Ruan’s reaction is so genuine! Her blushing face is so adorable!】

【Actress Fu, you really don’t treat us as outsiders (dog head)!!】

Ruan Siyi’s heart pounded like a drum. Even with her head lowered, she could feel the unavoidable, scorching gaze fixed on her. She could only silently turn to the host and offer a polite smile, trying to mask the awkwardness and fluster in her heart.

Fu Ru’an’s reaction, however, was calm, as if she had just stated something utterly ordinary.

The corners of her lips curled slightly, her tone teasing yet matter-of-fact: “So, was my answer correct?”

It was phrased as a question, but spoken like a statement.

Ruan Siyi bit her lip lightly and nodded, her heart a chaotic mix of panic and shyness.

At this moment, the director flipped over her answer panel, revealing that Ruan Siyi’s response was noticeably vaguer than Fu Ru’an’s—just a single, simple word:

“Mole.”

The barrage of comments exploded instantly, the screen flooded with excited, suggestive emojis and endless spams of “Fu Ru’an yyds (eternal god).”

【HAHAHAHAHAHA! Ruan Siyi’s reaction is basically confirmation! Who dares to say these two aren’t a real married couple? I’ll chop my head off for you!】

【OMG! Actress Fu is so smooth! I never expected her to be like this with her wife ahhhh!】

【Cold-faced but secretly flirty ice queen x easily flustered sunshine sweetheart! The seemingly dominant Actress Fu is actually the O, the assertive one ends up pinned beneath! Everyone, this CP has me hooked!】

Ruan Siyi stole a glance at the barrage, the blush on her face deepening as embarrassment and nervousness intertwined into a wave of heat rising to her cheeks.

She stiffly met Fu Ru’an’s eyes, wanting to say something, but in the end, she only parted her lips slightly, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible: “You—stop talking nonsense.”

Fu Ru’an let out a low chuckle, deliberately lowering her voice so only the two of them could hear.

Her voice was like the deep notes of a cello in the night, threading its way into Ruan Siyi’s ears: “How was I talking nonsense? Don’t you love that spot the most?”

She leaned in slightly, the corner of her lips lifting in a faint smirk, her tone tender, almost coaxing.

“Or should I change my answer?”

“You also seem to like it when I touch your waist, Ruan Ruan.”

“Ahem, well, let’s move on to the next question.”

Director Ai Ke, sensing the awkward tension, quickly intervened, and the atmosphere both on set and in the live chat returned to normal.

“For the final question, we’ll proceed with a special segment.”

“To prove that our show is completely organic and unscripted, for the last question, we’ll randomly select one question from the live chat as a treat for the audience. Both Teacher Fu and Teacher Ruan will answer it together.”

Only then did Ruan Siyi finally relax her tightly wound nerves, feeling as though she had been freed from the suffocating atmosphere moments before.

This version of Sister Fu was even harder to handle than her usual cold and distant self.

But just as she let out a sigh of relief, the next second, the live chat’s random selection program froze on a question.

A staff member instinctively read it aloud:

“Actress Fu, I’d like to ask—what is the real reason behind your marriage with Teacher Ruan?”