Chapter 58: Xia Yuan is a Dice Master

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Although Qin Mohuai couldn’t determine the outcome, his presence provided Xia Yuan with such a formidable aura that it was no joke. Ning Kou, gripping the dice cup tightly, had her fingertips turning white from nervousness.

Zhou Mao was about to suggest giving up, but the atmosphere was too tense, and with the elders silent, she didn’t dare speak out.

Xia Yuan gave a quiet “tsk” and said, “Let’s get started.”

Xia Yuan didn’t back down but continued to bet, taking advantage of Qin Mohuai’s support to act with confidence. Ning Kou snorted inwardly, vowing to make Xia Yuan lose badly.

Determined, she focused on shaking the dice cup in her hand.

Qin Mohuai adjusted a stray strand of Xia Yuan’s hair that had slipped into her clothes, seemingly accustomed to taking care of her with such ease.

They were openly showing off their affection.

Pei Jincheng chatted with those around him, “If Xia Yuan loses, Qin Mohuai won’t look too good either.”

Yang Yi replied, “I think Xia Yuan is quite confident.”

Pei Jincheng raised an eyebrow, a sinister smile on his face as he suggested, “How about we place a bet too? The loser clears the winner’s shopping cart.”

Zhou Xuan commented, “How much could you possibly spend? Do you have airplanes and rockets in your cart?”

Pei Jincheng answered, “Maybe I do.”

Yang Yi said, “I’m betting on Xia Yuan.”

Pei Jincheng declared, “I’m betting on Ning Kou. This little girl is ruthless; she’s already won a limited edition Ferrari from me.”

Zhou Xuan added, “You’re just not as skilled. What can you do? I’m also betting on Ning Kou. She wins nine out of ten times. Smart people know who has the best chance of winning.”

Maxence, who was listening with a puzzled look, reluctantly followed along and also bet on Xia Yuan.

Ning Kou adjusted her ears and revealed the number she had rolled, her confidence clear as she pressed the dice cup onto the table and looked at Xia Yuan.

Xia Yuan, seemingly indifferent, shook the dice cup with a graceful motion, her slender wrist leaving a fleeting shadow like a butterfly fluttering through flowers.

Qin Mohuai watched silently from the side, his deep gaze observing the scene as if this little butterfly might rest on his shoulder, gathering strength before fluttering away.

It felt as though something was slipping gradually beyond his control…

Ning Kou opened the dice cup, revealing two sixes and a five, totaling seventeen!

She was pleased with the outcome, relieved that her luck was favorable today. This meant Xia Yuan needed to roll three sixes to match her, but did Xia Yuan really have a 1/216 chance of that kind of luck?

“Two sixes and a five! Wow, such a high number. I lost to her like this last time.”

“Last time she won my newly bought Hermes Birkin bag with a full house. That little devil is really something.”

“I have to admit, watching her win is quite satisfying.”

Xia Yuan’s fair, jade-like hand left the dice cup and suddenly turned to Qin Mohuai with a mischievous glint in her eyes. “Darling, what number do you want?”

Qin Mohuai, with his elegant eyes and a faint smile, replied, “Three sixes. I want you to win.”

Xia Yuan clasped her hands together and said, “With your protection, I’ll definitely win! Can you help me lift the dice cup?”

Qin Mohuai: “Okay.”

His elegant, cold-white fingers held the dice cup, making even this simple item seem somewhat precious.

When he lifted the cup, there were three sixes inside.

“Three sixes! It’s actually three sixes!”

“Her luck is even better than Ning Kou!”

“I feel like this is Xia Yuan’s skill…”

Yang Yi and Maxence high-fived, as the odds were now in their favor.

Zhou Xuan asked, “Can I bet on Xia Yuan to win?”

Pei Jincheng’s expression darkened. “If you dare jump ship, I’ll drown you!”

After Qin Mohuai revealed the three sixes, he was pleased because he didn’t want his wife to lose. However, he wondered if those three sixes were due to luck or skill. He gave Xia Yuan a subtle smile and murmured “Congratulations” in his low, magnetic voice, trying to mask his anxious emotions with his refined demeanor.

Xia Yuan, basking in the congratulations, noticed Qin Mohuai’s slightly reddened eyes out of the corner of her eye.

Ah… why does he look unhappy all of a sudden?

Ning Kou adjusted her mood and demanded another round.

Best of three, after all.

In the second round, Xia Yuan rolled a full house, and in the third round, it was another full house.

This couldn’t just be luck—Xia Yuan was clearly a master at rolling dice!

Pei Jincheng’s eyes gleamed with excitement. “I didn’t expect Xia Yuan to be a sleeper expert. Look at Qin Mohuai; it’s been years since I’ve seen him look so helpless and lost, like a stray puppy. Does he not know Xia Yuan is a dice master? Wow, Xia Yuan has many secrets she hasn’t revealed to him. And yet, Qin Mohuai says Xia Yuan is madly in love with him. Tsk tsk, showing off their love so much, they’ll break up quickly!”

Yang Yi replied, “Stop being so envious.”

Maxence, speaking from experience, said, “Couples should have some secrets. If they know everything about each other, it loses its freshness. If Yuan could roll dice, I’d happily drink until dawn tonight!”

Yang Yi hesitated.

Normally, one would be happy, but Qin Mohuai might be thinking, ‘Xia Yuan is hiding something from me; she doesn’t love me.’

Even though he wasn’t a psychologist, it was clear Qin Mohuai now resembled a drenched puppy…

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Ning Kou face was ashen, unable to believe her crushing defeat.

Licking her dry lips, she said, “There must be something wrong with the dice. Let’s have another round, using my dice.”

Xia Yuan, considering how to comfort Qin Mohuai, had an idea.

“I can give you a chance to overturn this, but I want to change the rules.”

Ning Kou asked, “How will you change them?”

Her attitude toward Xia Yuan had subtly shifted, no longer as arrogant as before.

Xia Yuan replied, “We’ll play a guessing game. Guess the number that the other person rolls. Still best of three.”

Ning Kou agreed. “Alright.”

She concentrated, determined to redeem herself, and rolled three full houses!

Cheers erupted in the private room.

Zhou Mao shook her head, feeling that Xia Yuan shouldn’t have given Ning Kou a chance to recover. Ning Kou was regaining the spotlight.

Xia Yuan wasn’t weak either—she guessed correctly three times. Next was her turn to roll the dice, and Ning Kou had to guess.

After Xia Yuan rolled, she asked Qin Mohuai to lift the cup.

Qin Mohuai complied.

Three fives.

Ning Kou eyebrows shot up, unable to resist a jibe. “I guessed correctly. Three fives! I thought you’d keep rolling full houses.”

Xia Yuan ignored her, closed the dice cup, and rolled again.

Qin Mohuai lifted the cup once more.

Ning Kou’er raised an eyebrow. “Three twos! I guessed right again!”

Xia Yuan smiled. “You’re quite impressive.”

Qin Mohuai’s lips were pressed into a thin line, his face cold. His fingers absently rubbed the edge of his suit jacket. He felt no pleasure from the high-quality fabric, and his racing heart swung between heaven and hell, tightly gripped by the little troublemaker.

Three fives, then three twos. What if she rolls three ones next? This was getting dull.