The Mind-Read Heiress: From Impostor to Family Favorite-Chapter 460 - 266

"Don’t talk like that, just wait a bit,"

"I’ll humiliate you with my skills."

"...Quite the big talker. I admit, you’ve successfully provoked me."

During this exchange, Wenyan had already grabbed her phone:

"Get downstairs right now,"

"in a moment you’ll have to die. I won’t show any mercy."

"You’re too confident,"

"who the deer falls to is still unknown. But since you’re so brazen now, I must beat you to death later. Don’t blame me for being too harsh!"

The two rushed downstairs, trading fierce threats as they descended the staircase.

Shen Jingxiu and Shen Jinghe’s rooms were also on the second floor, and they heard the commotion.

Soon, Shen Jinghe opened the door and stepped out.

Wenyan saw him and took the opportunity to ask,

"Second Brother, where are you going this late?"

Shen Jinghe responded indifferently: "Can’t sleep, thought I’d play some computer games."

Shen Jingchuan: "You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you? Not earlier, not later, but just when we’re about to go, you go."

Shen Jinghe: "You’re playing computer games too?"

Shen Jingchuan: "No."

Shen Jinghe: "Then there’s no issue. The game room is for everyone to use. If you can go, so can I."

Wenyan: "Second Brother is right. Fourth Brother, your possessiveness is a bit strong, you should change that."

Shen Jingchuan: "You’re really bending the elbow outwards."

Wenyan, the Water Master: "I disagree, you guys are all ’in the fold of the arm’ to me. Ah."

Shen Jinghe: "That’s why certain people’s horizons should be broader."

"..."

The three of them bantered back and forth, creating a lively scene.

At this moment, in the study on the second floor, Shen Jingxiu silently picked up the phone that was left aside.

Swiping from left to right, from top to bottom, he scrutinized the multitude of apps, only to find not a single game.

Are games really that fun?

Do girls also like to play them so much?

It seems Second and Fourth Brother have more in common with her.

Shen Jingxiu felt an impulse to download a game to join in, but he didn’t know which one they were playing.

Perhaps he could ask Wenyan, but that seemed a bit odd.

...He hadn’t felt this indecisive in a very, very long time.

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The consequence of playing three in a row was that by the next day when everyone else came down for breakfast, they were still going at it.

When Su Yang went down to the basement to find them upon hearing the noise, she was shocked to see their near-chest level dark circles.

"You didn’t play all night, did you? Seriously?"

"Hey Mom, good morning," Wenyan half-squinted and looked back at Su Yang,

"Just one last round, we’ll stop after this one."

"Have you three lost your minds? Is this game addictive or something? If one of you did it, that’s one thing, but all three of you?"

"Yanyan, those two can handle staying up late, but why did you? It’s not good for your skin."

Shen Jingchuan: "Mom, you got it wrong. Among the three of us, I’m the one who can’t handle all-nighters. They are used to staying up late for night shootings; it’s almost normal for them. You should be worried about my skin condition."

"Wuuu, no Mom, actually, you should be worried about Second Brother’s mental state,"

"Actually, Fourth Brother and I don’t really care about climbing the ranks, but Second Brother insists on pushing upward, not satisfied with losing even a single star."

"You two, stop getting distracted! Concentrate on the game!" Only Shen Jinghe was completely focused on the screen,

"Shen Jingchuan, can’t you scout the bushes before you go in? You’re the squishiest one on the team, got it?"

"And Wenyan, I don’t need your protection. Just farm in the jungle. Go protect the marksman. I don’t need you following me. Stop coming to the mid lane."

"It’s a matter of game mechanics, not my fault. I’ve figured out the pattern. After six consecutive wins, we’re bound to get matched with weak teammates, and we’re bound to lose."

"We’ve already lost six games in a row, so this game we can certainly turn the tide. We’re definitely going to win. You two better not drag me down."

Shen Jingchuan: "Of course we won’t. I’d donate my liver if needed to make sure you get MVP this game."

Wenyan: "Count me in. Hurry and come get the blue buff, I’m low on health."

Shen Jinghe: "No need, take it yourself. I’m going to steal theirs."

Wenyan and Shen Jingchuan exchanged glances.

The message in their eyes was clear: Losing was, indeed, not without reason.

"...Although I don’t understand games, Jinghe, you seem a bit stubborn," Su Yang could hardly bear to look at Wenyan and Shen Jingchuan’s faces any longer.

"Finish this game quickly and come out for breakfast. Everyone else is almost ready. Your father won’t be pleased if you skip meals to play games all night."