Qiao Nian calmly collected all the dice, then shook the dice cup with one hand and slapped it on the table to open it.
She played with the six dice in various ways, lining them up neatly in a row and standing them up.
This is the coolest way to play dice—climbing the ladder!
Yang Liu still held on to a glimmer of hope, thinking that Qiao Nian was lucky to have thrown the leopard just now, but now she completely understood.
He is not just lucky, he is an expert.
"Have you ever played dice before?" Yang Liu looked left and right but couldn't see that Qiao Nian knew how to play dice. She looked at the girl with a complicated expression.
The girl just put down the dice cup and said calmly, "I played this game when I was bored at home when I was a kid."
"… "
Yang Liu exhaled a breath of foul air, did some mental preparation, then raised his head and admitted defeat readily: "I lost. How does Miss Qiao want to punish me?"
Qiao Nian looked at her with bright eyes and said nothing. He moved his eyes to her side and saw a glass of red wine on the table. He pointed at the wine and said, "Then you have to drink it."
Yang Liu's heart quickly dropped. She was stunned and looked at her in disbelief: "Is it that simple?"
"It's that simple." Qiao Nian put one hand in his pocket and looked back coolly: "How else do you want to punish me? Beat you up?"
She shrugged her shoulders, exuding a nonchalant aura, and said to the beautiful woman, "You can see that my right hand is injured. I have this idea but I am powerless. Maybe next time!"
Yang Liu was a little uncomfortable, but she couldn't help but laugh sincerely when she heard this. She waved her hands and said, "No! Don't do it next time. I promise there won't be a next time."
After she finished speaking, she didn't care that everyone in Yaomen was looking at her. She walked over, picked up the wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp very happily.
Yang Liu showed Qiao Nian the wine glass she had drunk without a drop left, then glanced in Ye Wangchuan's direction with a resentful look. Looking at the two people standing together who looked particularly well-matched, she took a deep breath, swallowed the bitterness, and the last trace of unwillingness in her heart disappeared.
She can take it and put it down.
You can afford to love and you can afford to lose!
Thinking of this, Yang Liu turned her head and felt a lot more relaxed. She took the initiative to invite Qiao Nian and asked, "Ms. Qiao, have you finished your meal?"
"If you haven't eaten yet, I'll ask the waiter to bring a few more dishes so that we can all sit together and get to know each other better."
Qiao Nian rubbed his eyebrows and was thinking about how to reject her.
Ye Wangchuan came over at this time, put his hand on the girl's shoulder and said to Yang Liu: "It's getting late, let's get together next time."
Mo Dong quickly stepped forward and offered, "Master Wang, I'll take you back."
Yang Liu looked at Qiao Nian with a slightly regretful expression, but didn't say anything. She waved her hand cheerfully and said, "Miss Qiao, I'll make an appointment with you next time. See if there's anything you want, and I'll buy it for you and bring it over. Just consider it as an apology for today."
Mo Xi was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and wanted to say to her: Do you know how rich a guy you are talking to is
Fortunately, Qiao Nian was very considerate and did not embarrass Yang Liu. He reached out and pressed down the brim of his hat, revealing his snow-white chin, and said in a casual tone, "Okay."
"I want to tell you." She thought for a moment and said.
"Okay~"
Yang Liu agreed without hesitation. Only then did she feel completely relaxed. She was busy sending Qiao Nian back home, and then went out to accompany Qiao Nian to wait for the bus... She was no longer confrontational as she had been when they first met, and it seemed that she liked Qiao Nian very much.
(End of this chapter)