Chapter 12 The Bet
He clearly saw Li Mo's ears twitch, which was the signal that he knew his points, so how could this be...?
He subconsciously looked at Su Xiaoyu, only to see her with her head down, but a faint smile on her lips.
It turned out that at the last moment, Su Xiaoyu used the bumping motion to flick a peanut with her finger, which hit the farmer's calf.
The dealer, in pain, jerked his hand, causing the control over the dice to shift and the number to change!
Li Mo, naturally, received an error message.
The smugness on Li Mo's face froze instantly, turning into shock and disbelief.
He suddenly looked up, his gaze as cold and dangerous as a viper's as he looked at the dealer.
The dealer's face turned deathly pale, and he was sweating profusely, unable to meet the dealer's gaze.
Xiao Jingxuan was clueless, but a win was a win! Overjoyed, he grabbed the silver and arrogantly said to Li Mo, "So? Li Mo, who relied on luck? This is real skill!"
Li Mo's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He slammed his fist on the gambling table: "You only won one round, what's there to be so proud of! Dare to continue?"
"Fine, let's continue. What are you afraid of?"
Xiao Jingxuan was full of confidence at this moment. Although he was a little confused, he absolutely could not lose in terms of momentum.
Soon, a new betting game began.
The dealer rolled the dice again, this time more carefully, and Li Mo also focused intently, preparing to catch the subtle sound.
But just as the dice cup was about to hit the table—
"Ah... Achoo..."
Su Xiaoyu sneezed loudly without warning, the sound so loud and clear that it instantly drowned out all the other noises.
Li Mo was jolted by this sudden interruption, and his brows furrowed deeply.
He glared angrily at Su Xiaoyu.
Xiao Jingxuan had a sudden inspiration and guessed "single" based on his intuition.
Open the cup, two, two, three, seven o'clock, odd!
win!
Li Mo's face darkened further, as if a stormy cloud had descended: "Again!"
He refused to believe that Xiao Er could always be so lucky!
The dealer shook the cup again, this time deliberately slowing down the speed.
Just as the sound of the dice was about to stop—
"Clang!"
Su Xiaoyu "accidentally" knocked over an empty cup on the table next to her. The cup fell to the ground and made a crisp shattering sound.
Li Mo's attention was distracted once again.
Xiao Jingxuan took the opportunity to guess "single".
Opening the pot: 1, 1, 5, 7 o'clock, odd!
Another win!
The following rounds became Su Xiaoyu's "personal interference show".
Every time the dealer rolls the dice, he either coughs suddenly or slips and bumps into the table.
Even if Xiao Jingxuan was slow to realize, he would have realized that there might be a trap involved.
Finally, even without Su Xiaoyu, he always speaks up to "interfere" at crucial moments!
Having lost his cheating advantage and relying purely on luck, Li Mo was no match for the invincible Xiao Jingxuan.
"Double, win!"
"Single! Another win!"
"Hahaha! We still won!"
Soon, the pile of silver in front of Xiao Jingxuan was as high as a small mountain. He smiled so wide that his eyes disappeared, and he was completely ecstatic.
Zhao Rui and Sun Wei cheered them on from the sidelines, a stark contrast to Li Mo's ashen face.
In the end, Xiao Jingxuan not only won back all the money he and Sun Wei had lost, but also made a profit of nearly five hundred taels of silver from Li Mo!
Li Mo looked at the empty table in front of him, and then at the handsome young servant next to Xiao Jingxuan, and finally realized what was going on.
It turns out that "he" was behind everything!
His eyes swept over Su Xiaoyu with a venomous glint, then he glared fiercely at the incompetent Zhuang Jia, spitting out harsh words through gritted teeth:
"Good! Very good! Xiao Er! And you brat, we'll see about that!"
After saying that, Li Mo left Qianjintai with a fierce aura and a disheveled appearance.
"Hahaha! That's great! That's so great!"
Xiao Jingxuan was so excited he almost jumped up.
He turned around and slapped Su Xiaoyu on the shoulder, almost causing her to stumble.
"Little Fish! You're my lucky star! Come on, it's my treat! Let's go to the best restaurant today!"
At this moment, in Xiao Jingxuan's eyes, Su Xiaoyu was no longer an ordinary maid or follower, but a lucky cat that could bring him good fortune!
It's Xiao Jingxuan's mascot!
Su Xiaoyu rubbed her aching shoulders, but her eyes lit up instantly when she heard that they were going to a restaurant for dinner.
"Really, Second Young Master?"
She'd never been to an ancient restaurant before, and had no idea what it was like.
It will definitely taste much better than modern hotel pre-cooked meals.
"How could it be false? I said I'd treat you all, so come along."
Zhao Rui and Sun Wei naturally had no objections.
So, the group of people arrived at the most famous restaurant in the capital – Zuixianlou.
Su Xiaoyu was stunned as soon as she entered the door.
The building wasn't the glittering, nouveau riche style she had imagined; instead, it exuded elegance throughout.
The windows are carved with intricate patterns, and the walls are adorned with elegant ink paintings. The air is filled with the subtle aromas of wine and food. The waiters are dressed neatly and move with light steps, their greetings warm yet quiet.
Su Xiaoyu admired it in her heart, her curious eyes looking around.
Xiao Jingxuan was in a good mood, and having won several hundred taels of silver, he was so wealthy that he directly asked for a private room on the second floor facing the street.
Soon, a series of exquisite dishes were served, including chicken slices with egg white, braised crab meat lion's head meatballs, and Longjing shrimp...
Every dish was a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate, making Su Xiaoyu's mouth water.
The three spoiled young men clinked glasses and, after a few drinks, started talking excitedly, recounting how they had dominated Qianjintai earlier.
"Hahaha! You didn't see Li Mo's face at the end, it was as green as a turtle's shell!" Sun Wei slapped the table and laughed loudly.
Zhao Rui chimed in, "Thanks to your clever little follower, Xiao Er, if it weren't for those sneezes and coughs that disturbed Li Mo, we would have been doomed today!"
As he spoke, he picked up his wine glass and pointed it at Su Xiaoyu, who was happily eating in the corner:
"Come on, young man, let me toast you. You've done a great job today!"
Su Xiaoyu, who had a piece of chicken leg meat stuffed in her mouth, was startled by the words and waved her hands repeatedly, mumbling:
"No, no need, Young Master Zhao, this servant... doesn't drink alcohol."
Xiao Jingxuan was in high spirits and waved his hand: "Hey! It's just one cup. Try it. This is Zuixianlou's signature 'Pear Blossom White,' it's sweet and not intoxicating!"
Unable to refuse, Su Xiaoyu carefully picked up the wine glass and took a small sip.
Sure enough, it tasted sweet and refreshing, with the aroma of pear blossoms. But after swallowing, a wave of heat quickly rose up, instantly making her fair face flush red.
Her skin was already fair, and her features were delicate. Now, under the light, her face was flushed, and her almond-shaped eyes looked watery from the alcohol. Combined with her loose servant's clothes, she had an androgynous fragility and exquisiteness.
Zhao Rui and Sun Wei were stunned.
"Hey! Xiao Er, your little follower is really handsome! Those eyebrows, those skin, he's even more beautiful than the top courtesan at the Hundred Flowers Pavilion! If he were a young girl, I would definitely take him home!"
Sun Wei, slightly drunk, joined in the fun, half-jokingly saying, "That's right, Xiao Er! Aren't we brothers? If we are, let me borrow your little follower for a couple of days? I promise I'll return him to you in perfect condition!"
The three playboys were chatting and laughing to themselves, their drunken reeking and clamor drifting outside.
Next door, Xiao Jingheng was saying goodbye to several colleagues when he happened to hear several familiar voices as he passed by the door.
He suddenly stopped in his tracks!
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