chapter 7.1

Liang Wei urged Mo Yu, “Fool! Why don’t you quickly pour it again for Young Master Qiao!”

“No need.”

Qiao Yang rejected, “It’s no fun to drink so much. Let’s play something else and drink together. What is there to do here? Cards? Dice?”

the words ended, Liang Wei and a few people looked at each other, he secretly snickered in his heart and said, “Since young master Qiao said so, then we must play something to help liven things up.”

Liang Wei instructed the person beside him, “Let’s play San Gong, ask someone to bring the dice over.”

Playing dice?

Qiao Yang is really asking for death.

The entire clubhouse was owned by Liang Wei’s family, he was too familiar with the games here.

A few people were exchanging smug glances, but then they saw Qiao Yang pouring all the whiskey from Mo Yu’s hand into several wine glasses on the table.

He grabbed the rest of the bottles again and opened them one by one. Afterward, he poured them into the empty wine glasses, then casually pushing all the liquor filled glasses towards the middle of the table, causing them to bump into each other and making ‘tinkling’ sounds..

Liang Wei and them were dumbfounded, This motherf*cker is able to tell that the wine in the glass was spiked?

But it doesn’t matter.

Heck, as long as I don’t drink it myself.

Play dice, Qiao Yang, this idiot, will not be able to win!

The game begins.

Liang Wei and Qiao Yang each took a dice cup and shook it with a clatter.

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Liang Wei’s victory was within his grasp, smiled and lifted the lid [6, 5, 5, the last number was 6].[1]

The sound of cheers and applause rang out in the private room ‒ “Crap, such a big number. Brother Liang is awesome!”

Only if Qiao Yang’s tail numbers were 7, 8, 9.

Otherwise it would be impossible to win.

Qiao Yang smiled faintly and slowly lifted the lid, the black dice in the tray showed three white three dots face up.

“Triple Threes!”[2]

“F*ck!”

“Crap!” Exclamations of shock rang out.

“Young Master Qiao, this is an accident right?”

“This is divine luck.”

Qiao Yang did not care one bit, lifting his chin to gesture towards Liang Wei, signaling for him to drink the alcohol.

Liang Wei had difficulty looking confidently at Qiao yang’s dice and gritted his teeth, “OK! Consider yourself lucky this time.”

The illumination of the bright multicolored lighting inside the private room made it difficult to distinguish the color of the liquor in the glasses. Liang Wei struggled to look for a light brown tinted liquid among the glass of liquors.

Finally found a glass of clear white wine, tilted his neck back and gulped it down.

Liang Wei put down his glass and shouted, “Come again!”

He didn’t believe that Qiao Yang’s luck would be so good.

In the second round ‒ the lid was lifted.

The dice in Liang Wei’s hand[3] ‒ [2,3,4] added up to 9; the largest number possible.

“Brother Liang is worthy of being my brother Liang.”

“It’s the first time I’ve seen such a large tail.”

“F*ck! Isn’t Brother Liang bullying people this way?”

Although the words were said like this, they were looking at Qiao Yang anticipatedly to watch a good show.

And Liang Wei was even more pleased with himself amidst the compliments around him, “How about it Young Master Qia. Come on.”

Qiao Yang carelessly opened the lid under the attention of the group of people.

Still triple threes.

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There was a unanimous outcry from the box

“My God, it’s really fake!”

“It’s really wicked.”

“Is Qiao Shao on fire today?”

Liang Wei’s whole face was slightly flushed because he drank a large glass of strong wine. He pointed at Qiao Yang’s dice shouted. “This… How is this possible… How can you…”

His entire being was filled with stubborn disbelief as rage slowly grew in him.

“What, can’t afford to play?” Qiao Yang’s voice was soft but slightly raised [at the end].

The half-smiling eyes still harbored some provocation and contemptuous meaning.

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, Liang Wei’s body exploded.

This was their usual tone of voice and manner of speaking when they wanted to instigate and provoke Qiao Yang.

Qiao Yang, how dare he!

Who does he think he is?!

Liang Wei glared at him, the whites of his eyes glowing red, and said ferociously, “Very Good! One more time.”

He carefully selected a clear glass of wine and drank it in one go.

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[Third set: open.]

When Qiao Yang lifted the lid, the entire private box sank into silence.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared in amazement at the three white dice with three dots in the tray.

It was unknown, but someone whispered a sentence, “Crap! So AWESOME!”

Immediately after this sound, everything turned chaotic.

“So freaking awesome!”

“Have Young Master Qiao been practicing right?”

“I’ve never seen this even when I fucking played with the King of Gamblers in Macau!”

Only Mo Yu who was sitting quietly next to Qiao Yang, but he was unable to suppress the excitement and surprise in his heart.

He quietly gazed at the handsome man beside him ‒ watched him carelessly shook the dice, watched his ‘victory is within his grasp’ attitude…

Mo Yu’s eyes sparkled, Why didn’t I find him so powerful before!

Liang Wei was practically screaming, “You’re f*cking cheating!”

Qiao Yang replied smoothly, “This is your family’s dice, handed to me from your own hand. With so many people watching, how do I trifle with it?”

“You! This is impossible!” Liang Wei jerked to his feet and pointed at him while yelling. His whole face was red and scary with indignation, and his eyes were bloodshot because of the high concentration of white wine. The consecutive losses made him even more irritated and his expression turned ferocious.

Mo Yu was scared and tense from head to toe, so he reached down and gently pulled a corner of Qiao Yang’s coat.

Qiao Yang looked back at him and smiled gently. “Don’t be afraid.” The corners of the man’s mouth hooked up slightly, revealing a row of neat white teeth, lips tinted with a shade of red, and skin as white and delicate as jade. Against the reflection of the multicolored light, the entire person seemed to be shining with radiance.

Mo Yu was awestruck. Read this only on Foxaholic!

He… Was he so handsome and gentlemanly before?

At that time, what were you so afraid of? Afraid of missing out on such a good person?

Qiao Yang took a random glass of wine from the table and stood up. Then the long arm reached out and circled Liang Wei’s neck, laughing, “A man should be able to accept his loss when gambling right?”

After that was said, the two once again took their seats.

In the eyes of others, Qiao Yang’s movements were natural. He was jokingly talking like a good brother with his arm encircling on Liang Wei’s neck.

Only Liang Wei himself knew how tight the arm around his neck felt. He didn’t even have a chance to struggle and dropped straight down on the sofa.

Unable to move a muscle.

Liang Wei’s entire body, from head to toe, was rigid. He even forgot to react.

Obviously, he was the one who orchestrated everything. But why was everything spiraling out of control now? It seemed that from the time Qiao Yang arrived, the whole situation started to go out of control.

Currently, even breathing was in Qiao Yang’s hands.