Super Sweet, 100\% Honeymoon
Chapter 245 The Slap Game Begins 1

Chapter 245: Chapter 245 The Slap Game Begins 1

Li Mengyao looked completely smug and delighted in others’ misfortune.

She smirked and said, "Everyone’s received the text about her mom being a homewrecker; it’s already an open secret now. If I were her, I’d be too ashamed to show my face."

Xia Shiyi’s heart sneered coldly, but outwardly, she put on an appearance of sympathy for Xia Xiyan. "She’s so pitiful..."

"Oh please, Shiyi, you’re way too kind! What’s there to pity about someone like her?" Li Mengyao scoffed sharply. "That ugly freak has been acting all mysterious since last week, claiming she’d totally put us to shame. Ha! And now? Isn’t she just hiding like a coward? If she’s got the guts, she shouldn’t talk big—she should back it up! She’s such a phony."

Hearing Li Mengyao’s endless mocking of Xia Xiyan, Xia Shiyi felt a burst of satisfaction deep inside.

That’s right, Xia Xiyan. You’re nothing more than a hideous freak whose face got ruined in a car accident.

And you still dare to talk about putting others to shame?

*——*——*

Twenty girls made it to the semifinals.

The semifinals would start this afternoon.

From the twenty, half would be eliminated.

The remaining ten would advance to next week’s finals.

The twenty girls were grouped into pairs through a draw, competing two by two.

Each person would have five minutes on stage to showcase their talent.

The winner out of each pair would be decided by anonymous votes from the entire school.

The winners would proceed to the finals.

The finals would be broadcast online, with voting conducted by netizens.

Backstage in the dressing room.

Each pair was assigned one dressing room, and at this moment, Xia Xiyan was calmly seated in front of the mirror, adjusting her mask.

In the mirror, that breathtakingly beautiful face was partially covered by the mask.

Her talent for today’s performance would be dancing.

Puppet dance.

This outfit, this style—it couldn’t be more fitting.

Xiyan stared at her reflection in the mirror.

In truth, her appearance was slightly different compared to five years ago.

Five years ago, Xia Xiyan had just been a sixth grader in elementary school, but now, her face had fully matured.

Bam—

The door to the dressing room was suddenly flung open.

Xiyan froze mid-action, not turning around, but watching the reflection in the mirror.

Xia Shiyi entered, talking on the phone as she walked. "Mom, I know, I’m already in the dressing room now."

After finishing her sentence, she glanced toward Xiyan.

But since Xiyan was wearing a mask, Shiyi didn’t recognize her.

"What, Xia Xiyan? Xia Xiyan didn’t come to participate in the competition. Even if she did, so what? What could she possibly compete with against me? Don’t worry, Mom, I’ll definitely be the champion of this selection!" Xia Shiyi said with absolute confidence. "Alright, I’ll stop talking for now—about to go on stage. You and Dad watch my performance from the audience."

Xiyan withdrew her gaze, a faint smile curling at her lips.

Yang Shurong and Xia Zhengxiong are here in the audience?

Interesting.

In the next moment, Xia Shiyi walked directly up to her, sizing her up from head to toe. "Are you that so-called Number 7 Goddess everyone’s talking about?"

Xiyan glanced at her indifferently.

"Let me tell you something. The only Goddess here is me! Someone like you—a nobody—I can crush you in minutes, believe it or not!"

Still no response.

Bolstered by the lack of others around, Xia Shiyi showed her true colors instantly.

"What, are you mute? I’m talking to you! Wearing that stupid mask, trying to play mysterious—who do you think you’re fooling? Wait... don’t tell me you’re uglier than me and feeling inferior, so you’re too ashamed to show your face?"

Heh.

Xiyan chuckled.

Xia Shiyi’s anger flared. She raised her hand and reached out to snatch Xiyan’s mask—