When Han Ziyou heard Mu Xiaocheng say that, he adjusted his glasses.

A faint smile played at the corners of his lips.

What's this little girl up to now?

Could it be that they're really planning to go after that guy named Xi?

Unlike Shen Yiming, Han Ziyou was intelligent from a young age and a rising star in politics. He was cunning and shrewd.

He just took Mu Xiaocheng's little tricks as a joke.

I won't try to dissuade them.

After listening to Mu Xiaocheng's words, Yudi felt that this was an excellent opportunity for Mu Xiaocheng and Yuan Xi to resolve their conflict.

So he said to Yuan Xi next to him, "Xiao Xi, why don't you play a couple of rounds?"

Yuan Xi wore a pained expression, looking pitiful, and whispered, "I don't know how."

"It's okay, I'll keep an eye on things for you."

With Yudi's words, Yuan Xi became a little bolder, and she sat down at the table somewhat awkwardly.

Mu Xiaocheng smiled but said nothing.

A new game begins.

Start drawing cards.

Yuan Xi's movements were very slow, and she needed Yu Di's reminders every time.

Mu Xiaocheng laughed sarcastically, "With this level of skill, you still dare to come out and have fun with Young Master You?"

"They don't even consider their own capabilities."

Yuan Xi knew that Mu Xiaocheng was talking about her, but since Youdi didn't speak, she had no right to speak.

We can only endure it.

Shen Yiming went with Mu Xiaocheng.

His great-aunt had a bad temper, and he didn't dare to provoke her.

After everyone received their cards, it was Yuanxi's turn to play, and Youdi gave him pointers from the side.

"Go for this second one."

He spoke loudly, and touched Yuanxi's hand as he spoke.

Shen Yiming kicked him again, saying with disgust, "Don't be disgusting."

Yudi pouted and instantly became more obedient.

Mu Xiaocheng and Han Ziyou didn't say anything, but Yuan Xi was fighting while acting cute towards Youdi.

Did I print the wrong one?

"Oh dear, are we going to lose money again this round?"

Which card should we play now?

Her eyes were watery, and her voice was sweet and coquettish as she looked at Yudi.

Yudi had one arm around her waist, and the two were practically touching.

He squinted at the card table, then at the cards in his hand, and was about to speak when Mu Xiaocheng said, "Young Master You, you can't even afford to lose this little bit of money, can you?"

Her voice was soft and gentle, and she had a smile on her face.

Although he was smiling, his eyes were full of coldness.

Just as Yudi was about to speak, he sighed and patted Yuanxi's cheek again.

"You play yourself. It's okay if we lose a little; just consider it tuition."

Yuan Xi dared not go on stage alone.

She tugged at Yudi's clothes anxiously and whispered, "No, you have to help me hit him."

Upon hearing her words, Yudi's eyes sharpened, and he became somewhat angry.

He is a born chauvinist.

His woman must obey him in everything.

We cannot disobey.

Seeing that Yudi was unhappy, Yuanxi quickly turned around, staring at the cards in front of her, hesitating about which card to play.

Then Shen Yiming said impatiently, "Hurry up, are we going to fight or not!"

Yuan Xi's hand trembled, and with a grit of her teeth, she hastily scribbled out a card.

Mu Xiaocheng looked at the cards and smiled, "Oh dear, I'm sorry, I won."

She rested her chin on her hand, watching Yuan Xi across from her with great interest.

"Young lady, you can't do that at the card table. Even if you don't know how, you can't dawdle."

"Girls in our circle are supposed to be elegant and decisive when playing cards. You can't do that."

"It looks like... a pheasant."