Chapter 562
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CHAPTER 562 -
Play mahjong
"I don't have any New Year's gifts, but I do have red packets."
Song Wen-chuan tapped her nose. His voice was gentle and extremely doting.
Old Master Huo glanced at Huo Yunque from the corner of his eyes and snorted.
Stinking brat, you're even jealous of her biological brother!
"There's still some time before the New Year's Eve dinner! Why don't we set up a table and play cards? "
"That's good." Old Master Huo smiled and invited him. "Wenchuan, do you want to join us? The four of us can share a table. "
Song Wen-chuan stood up. "Of course, I'm fine with anything."
Thus, the group of people moved to the lounge.
Playing cards was an indispensable pastime for the Chinese people every New Year. Song Yaoyao was forced to make up a number of people.
She sat down in a daze and began to pick up her cards.
Looking at the various colors of the flowers, she was even more at a loss.
There was a sense of: who am I, where am I, and what am I going to do?
Old Master Huo faced Song Yaoyao, while Song Wen-chuan faced Huo Yunque.
"I … I don't know how …" Song Yaoyao said weakly.
"Don't be afraid, I'll go easy on you." Song Wen-chuan winked at her and smiled.
Song Yaoyao replied softly, "You're the one who said that ~ I don't have money."
Her purse was the weakest here, and she didn't want to lose any money!
"Miss Song, let me teach you."
Song Yaoyao didn't know when someone was standing behind her. She turned her head and saw a beautiful little face.
Dai Shiqing was full of smiles, looking very approachable.
"My skills are not bad, and mahjong is easy to learn. I'll help you identify the tiles later, and you'll be familiar with it after two rounds."
"Really?"
Song Yaoyao had deep dimples on her cheeks. Her eyes were curved as she said innocently, "Then I'll have to trouble you ~"
Her smile was vivid and lively, like a proud flower in full bloom, so gorgeous and brilliant that it made people jealous.
Dai Shiqing's eyes flashed and she nodded. "It's no trouble. It's my pleasure."
Following that, Dai Shiqing stood behind Song Yaoyao and began to give her pointers.
"Hey, don't hit that. It's better to hit this one."
"Eh?"
Song Yaoyao looked at the cards she had played. "But I've already played them …"
"80,000."
Song Wen-chuan seemed to have no bones in his body. His breath was lazy, and he casually threw out a card.
Huo Yunque spoke very little even when he was playing cards.
He glanced at Song Wen-chuan and threw out a card as well.
When it was Old Master Huo's turn, he stroked his beard with a smile and threw out a piece of paper.
Dai Shiqing: "…"
Song Yaoyao looked up and stared at her with her dark eyes. "Miss Dai, what should I call now?"
The girl's voice was soft and harmless, and her eyes were clear and bright.
Dai Shiqing's lips twitched. "Miss Song, you won …"
Song Yaoyao: "Huh?"
Song Yaoyao looked at the few pieces of paper in her hand and was dumbfounded.
The cards were disrupted and the game started again.
"Two bets."
"East Wind."
"Uh … Miss Song, you won again."
A few minutes later …
Dai Shiqing was already numb. She watched as Song Yaoyao didn't listen to her at all. She played whichever card she got. But even so, she was still able to win consecutively and didn't lose a single game.
Seeing this, she would be a fool if she still didn't understand that these three big shots were deliberately going easy on Song Yaoyao to make her happy.
After winning another game, Song Yaoyao pursed her lips and pushed away the mahjong tiles in front of her in boredom.
"I'm not playing anymore. It's boring."
Song Wen-chuan raised his eyebrows. "You're not happy when you win, and you're not happy when you lose. Song Yaoyao, you're a little difficult to deal with. "
(End of chapter)
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