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Mo Ming's expression remained calm and unruffled as he lowered his gaze to the six upward-facing dice on the table. With a slight smile, he shook his head and said, "I might have to disappoint you, Miss. Just now, when I rolled six sixes, I did feel some pressure. However, now I feel much more relaxed."
Upon hearing this, Miyu's eyes flashed with surprise, and she quickly asked, "Young Master, what do you mean by that?"
"Hehe, may I ask if the rules of this game state that whoever rolls the lowest sum with the six dice wins?" Mo Ming inquired.
Miyu nodded and replied, "Of course. In this game, the one with the lowest sum wins. Your statement seems a bit unnecessary. Right now, I have six ones, which sums up to six—already the lowest. Do you have a lower sum?"
"I do. I wonder if Miss has ever seen stacked dice?" Mo Ming smiled slightly and said, "If six dice are stacked together and there’s a five or lower number on top, then you lose."
"What? Stacked dice?" Miyu frowned and said, "How can you do that? It’s clearly taking advantage of me! If I had known we could play like that earlier, my sum would have been one!"
Stacking dice was not difficult; Miyu simply hadn't thought that Mo Ming would employ such a trick. Otherwise, she could have stacked the six dice herself to achieve a sum of one.
"I wouldn't want to be accused of bullying such a beautiful lady. How about this: let's disregard that last round. I'll give you another chance to roll the dice; that way it won't be considered unfair," Mo Ming said with a slight smile.
"Alright! Since you’re willing to give me another chance, I won’t refuse," Miyu replied with a seductive smile. She picked up the dice cup again, quickly filled it with the dice, and shook it vigorously in front of Mo Ming. Feeling confident that she could stack the six dice, she pressed the cup down on the table and lifted it up in one motion—indeed, it was six stacked dice with the top number being one!
"Hehe, Miss truly has skill. It seems it will be difficult for me to learn your name," Mo Ming said with a wry smile as he picked up the cup to gauge its weight. However, his smile didn't quite match his expression; the cup was hefty and made of gold.
Seeing Mo Ming's reaction, Miyu giggled and said, "You don’t need to worry. Even if I happen to win by luck this time, I will still tell you my name because I want to be friends with you."
"Is this a consolation prize for losing?" Mo Ming replied with a faint smile. "But I don't need it. A beauty like you—I would feel too guilty if I didn’t learn your name through my own abilities."
"Alright then! I want to see how you plan to win me over," Miyu said, her fondness for Mo Ming increasing. She found him particularly charming for being so assertive and suddenly felt her heart flutter.
Mo Ming quickly placed the dice back into the cup and shook it at an incredible speed. If his previous shaking had produced an afterimage, this time even that was unclear; however, the sound of the dice crashing against the cup was loud and intense—like thunder.
"Miss, please take a good look. To win your favor, I've used all my tricks. If I can't win this round against you, I am willing to give up all my possessions, including myself!" Mo Ming shot a flirtatious glance at Miyu, but his grip on the dice cup remained steady.
Miyu was not particularly affected by Mo Ming's flirtation; her lips merely curved into a slight smile as she silently waited to see what tricks he had up his sleeve. However, she already felt confident that regardless of whether Mo Ming won or lost, she had him under her control.
"What?"
Miyu raised an eyebrow, her small face filled with surprise. The sound of the dice inside Mo Ming's cup was growing fainter, yet his hands showed no sign of slowing down. This was rather strange, wasn't it?
"Could it be that the dice fell out... but that doesn't make sense. If they fell out, how come I didn't see them? It's impossible; they must still be inside. But the sound has definitely decreased significantly."
Mo Ming noticed the surprise on Miyu's face and smiled slightly. "Hehe, it seems I've won this round. Miss, please take a close look!"
With that, Mo Ming slammed the dice cup onto the table. Aside from the sound of the cup hitting the surface, there were no more sounds of dice clattering inside. Miyu was even more astonished and quickly said, "Young Master, I must remind you that if the dice have fallen out, it doesn't count as your win."
"Hehe, I know that. Don't worry, Miss; all the dice are still inside!"
Mo Ming lifted the cup to reveal that there were no complete dice left inside—only a pile of crushed dice dust. During the shaking of the cup earlier, he had managed to crush the dice into dust. This was no easy feat; it required considerable strength and control over the weight of the cup.
Seeing this scene, Miyu was taken aback for a moment before breaking into applause with a smile. "Young Master truly has remarkable skills! I never expected to lose in the end. Hehe, crushing the dice through sheer strength is something not everyone can do. You've truly opened my eyes."
"Miss, may I now know your name?" Mo Ming asked with a smile.
Miyu giggled and replied, "Alright then, since I've promised you, I won't go back on my word. My name is Miyu. May I ask for your name?"
"Miyu, so charming and graceful; indeed, only someone like you could live up to such a name," Mo Ming said with a slight smile. "You can call me Mo Ming."
"Young Master Mo Ming, I've never heard of you before. May I ask which family you belong to?" Miyu inquired. "Please don't misunderstand; I'm just curious to know more about you. If it's not convenient to share, there's no need to."
"I'm really sorry, Miss Miyu, but my family has restrictions that prevent me from easily revealing my identity, so I can't tell you. I hope you won't be angry. As for the other questions, I can handle them," Mo Ming said as he looked up and down at Miyu. "I wonder if such a beautiful lady is married?"
"It's fine, I understand your predicament," Miyu replied.
Miyu didn't suspect anything; she knew that some families preferred to keep a low profile and wouldn't let outsiders know much about them. Mo Ming's words only heightened her interest in him. Remembering his last comment, a hint of flirtation sparkled in her eyes as she smiled and asked, "What’s this? Are you trying to pursue me?"
"You could say that, Miss Miyu. After all, standing before me is such an enchanting beauty; what man wouldn't be moved?"
Mo Ming's tone was filled with flirtation as he stepped closer to Miyu. Under the gaze of her autumn-like eyes, he leaned in and whispered with a deep breath, "You smell wonderful! Miss Miyu, I'm just an ordinary man. If you tempt me like this, I might make a mistake."
Miyu felt a slight tremor run through her body at Mo Ming's words; she suddenly felt warm and smiled coyly, "I wonder what kind of mistake you plan to make?"
"What kind of mischief do you think an ordinary man would do in front of such a charming woman?"
Mo Ming lifted Miyu's chin with his hand. She offered no resistance; instead, her smile bloomed like a flower as she tilted her lips up, her gaze filled with ambiguity and provocation that pressed directly against Mo Ming's eyes. It must be said that Miyu had a knack for seducing men; if it weren't for Mo Ming's strong will, he might have fallen for her beauty.
"I don't know," Miyu replied with a slight smile. "What kind of mischief do you want to do?"
Mo Ming didn't respond verbally but slowly lowered his head, his gaze becoming somewhat dreamy. Miyu seemed to realize he was going to kiss her and offered no resistance; instead, she gently raised her lips toward him.
From Miyu's behavior, it was clear that the rumors were true—she was indeed flirtatious, using her role in managing the casino business to entice wealthy officials everywhere. A woman like this made Mo Ming feel somewhat disgusted; if it weren't for finding Gong Gao Yi, he would have slapped her right then.
Just as their lips were about to touch, Mo Ming quickly placed his hand between them and raised his head. Miyu felt embarrassed and angry at this sudden halt and complained, "You're really bad, sir! Teasing me like this—do I truly not have your favor?"
"That's not it. Miss Miyu is so alluring that I've indeed been moved; it's just that I don't think this is the right place for such things," Mo Ming said with a wry smile as he shook his head. "It seems today I won't get to enjoy your company."
"How rude! What do you mean by 'enjoy'? Can I even enjoy it?" Miyu laughed without any suspicion and asked Mo Ming, "I wonder if you have other matters to attend to today? If not, why not come over to my place for a visit?"
Even a fool understood that Miyu was hinting for Mo Ming to come to her place to continue their activities. This was exactly what Mo Ming had planned, and now he had successfully tricked Miyu, so he naturally wouldn't refuse. He smiled and said, "Since Miss Miyu has invited me over, how could I dare to offend such a beautiful lady? Let's go now!"
"You’re so annoying, really bad!" Miyu stood up and playfully poked Mo Ming's forehead with her finger, then took out her phone and made a call. After a short while, the call connected.
"Mu Cuiyan, drive to the entrance and wait for me."
After giving the instruction, Miyu hung up and said to Mo Ming, "Young Master Mo, shall we go?"
"Sure, let's go! Tonight, let me drown in the beauty of the night!" Mo Ming laughed heartily, completely embodying the image of a carefree young master. Hearing his laughter, Miyu felt a bit girlishly playful and said, "Hmph! Can't you be a little more honest?"
"I can be, as long as the beautiful lady speaks, I promise not to say too much," Mo Ming swore with a raised hand.
Miyu looked at Mo Ming with a hint of helplessness and said, "Alright then, stop being cheeky. Let's go."
"Not being cheeky is good; facing you while being cheeky makes me feel like I'm degrading myself!" Mo Ming thought to himself but didn't say anything else. He simply walked out with Miyu. They took a private passage where no one could see them; it was usually reserved for VIPs to enter and gamble. Naturally, this was also a good route for Miyu to sneak away!
Mu Cuiyan had already driven the car there and was waiting. Once Mo Ming and Miyu got in the car, there was no need for more words; she already understood what to do. The car slowly drove away while Mo Ming called his friend Lion to inform him that he wouldn't be coming back tonight!
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