Shuffling sounds echoed pleasingly as she swiftly arranged the tiles neatly. Song Li pulled out a cigarette and asked casually:
"You don’t mind if I smoke, do you?"
"Not at all, not at all." Her idol was talking to her! His voice was deep and sexy, and even the way he held a cigarette at the corner of his mouth was so handsome.
The moment the tiles were revealed, Jin Jing’s eyes nearly popped out!
"Sis-in-law, your hands must truly be divine! If this hand doesn’t win, I swear it’s a crime against nature!"
How could it not win? All she needed was one tile to achieve a major winning hand, the legendary Grand Three Dragons. It was effectively an unbeatable hand. Yet... half a round had already passed, and the crucial tile just wouldn’t appear. Jin Jing’s heart felt like it was floating in the clouds, utterly restless and tormented by frustration.
Qin Miaomiao suggested tentatively, "How about I pick a tile for you?" Besides arranging the tiles earlier, all the others in this hand had been drawn by him.
Jin Jing was on the verge of despair. At this point, he had no faith left—anything could happen. Throwing caution to the wind, he said, "Fine, you do it. Go ahead."
She reached out, and suddenly all eyes at the table were on her. Her hands were stunning, her ring finger adorned with a dazzling diamond ring. Without even looking, she casually drew a tile, then broke into a smile:
Jin Jing’s eyes widened—it was truly the Six of Characters he’d been waiting for all along! Overwhelmed with excitement, he scooped Qin Miaomiao into a bear hug, nearly planting a kiss on her cheek. But before he could follow through, he was abruptly flung aside. Thank goodness Song Li reacted quickly to catch him; otherwise, he might’ve ended up flat on the floor.
Lu Qing’s gaze darkened as he stared at Jin Jing. In one swift motion, he pulled Qin Miaomiao into his arms and settled her firmly onto his lap, radiating an unmistakable possessiveness.
Yan Lv let out a whistle and jested, "What’s wrong with you, moron? Hugging sis-in-law? You got a death wish or what?"
"I was just too excited, alright? Little Lu, you didn’t have to be so rough. Fine, fine, pay up!"
He’d won quite a sum this time, but any thought of asking Qin Miaomiao to draw for him again quickly perished upon seeing Lu Qing’s expression. Yeah, better not mess around—his life mattered, after all.
Still, during this round, Qin Miaomiao didn’t draw tiles for Lu Qing. She was sulking, wanting to leave, yet forced to sit on his lap instead, enduring his close scrutiny—it couldn’t be more aggravating.
Without her magic "hack," the game unfolded smoothly but uneventfully. The rhythmic clatter of ivory mahjong tiles was almost hypnotic, and Qin Miaomiao found herself drifting off to sleep. She didn’t know how many rounds had passed before she was startled awake by Lu Qing standing up and telling her:
Still groggy, Lu Qing reached over and wiped some drool from the corner of her mouth. "You’ve been snoring in your sleep. If I don’t let you play now, it’d truly be unfair, wouldn’t it?"
Snoring... oh, how embarrassing.
Jin Jing chuckled slyly, "Sis-in-law, I recorded your snoring earlier. So later, don’t forget to go easy on us!"
Qin Miaomiao smirked faintly, "Threatening me, huh? I’ll make you cry with your losses. Come on then—battle till dawn!"
She flexed her fingers audibly, cracking her knuckles. The trio of Jin Jing, Yan Lv, and Meng Yan exchanged glances. Clearly, they were up against a formidable opponent. Maybe they should team up the three of them?
What followed was the true showdown! Qin Miaomiao demonstrated flawless mastery, showing everyone what it meant to be a pro. Her luck was astonishing, her tiles excellent! With her quick thinking, she seemed able to even deduce what tiles the others were holding. The three men focused intensely, signaling to each other through subtle glances—they had to take her down three-on-one!
Lu Qing watched the spectacle from the side, casually sipping from a bottle of beer. After a swig, he held it up to Qin Miaomiao’s lips, and she took a sip without hesitation:
"Honey, looks like I might pull off something big this hand."
"Go ahead, win it big. If you do, I’ll keep you company all night."
Pfft... She spit out a mouthful of beer, drenching the ivory mahjong tiles in front of her. Dearest hubby, you’re no longer the lofty Lord Lu we once knew!