My Wife, The Ice Queen President-Chapter 379 - : The 378th Beauty Contest PK (Second Update)_1
Chapter 379: The 378th Beauty Contest PK (Second Update)_1
Suddenly, Du Yuehua stood up, walked into the crowd playing the drinking game, and said, “Count me in. It’s been a long time since I had a drink.”
“Sister Hua, don’t you not drink?”
“When I used to drink, you all weren’t even born yet!” Du Yuehua picked up a dice cup.
Seeing Du Yuehua come over, the people around her began to jeer.
Devious men started revealing Du Yuehua’s dice, and in no time, she had gulped down several large glasses of beer.
“Sister Hua, don’t drink so much; it’s bad for your health.” Ye Xiong couldn’t bear to watch and commanded the people around, “No one is allowed to reveal Sister Hua’s dice, otherwise, your salary will be deducted.”
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“Don’t listen to his nonsense. I’m the one who pays your salary, not him,” Du Yuehua said.
Although Du Yuehua said this, the employees were all cunning and knew they absolutely couldn’t offend Ye Xiong, so they all took the opportunity to leave and started two new tables under the pretext of dividing into more groups.
At Du Yuehua’s table, only Luo Weiwei and Xiao Fangfang remained with her.
“Sit down, let’s play together, the four of us.” Luo Weiwei said to Ye Xiong.
This was the first thing Luo Weiwei had said to Ye Xiong that evening.
Ye Xiong couldn’t refuse and had no choice but to sit down next to Sister Hua, and the four of them began to play Liar’s Dice together.
Liar’s Dice is a popular drinking game PK method in bars nowadays.
Each player has five dice, which they put into a cup and shake once. Then they look at the number of points inside their cup. Starting with someone, let’s say person A, they announce a total guess of how many of a certain number appear among all players’ cups. The next player must then decide whether to believe it or not. If they believe, they must raise the bid; if not, they can call out “open.” After revealing the dice, if the actual count is less than the last claim, the person who called “open” loses; if greater, the person who made the last bid loses.
The rules are simple, but playing the game smoothly is not so easy.
Those who frequent bars, like Luo Weiwei, are definitely good at it.
Cunning people play well too.
Intelligent people quickly get the hang of it too.
Just as the four were about to start, Yang Xinyi walked over and sat down next to Ye Xiong, saying with a faint smile, “Everyone looks so happy, count me in.”
“Can I join in with my cousin? If we lose, we’ll drink together,” Tang Ning said, sitting down next to Yang Xinyi.
Ye Xiong’s face darkened. His wife was really inviting chaos.
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Now, with Yang Xinyi, Du Yuehua, Luo Weiwei, and Xiao Fangfang, all four beauties gathered at one table—the three women were related to him, and the fourth knew of his relationships with the other three. How was he supposed to play Liar’s Dice with them?
“I want to make it clear beforehand that if we play, we must follow the rules. If you can’t drink anymore, you can leave the table, but no one is allowed to drink for someone else; otherwise, it’s no fun,” Luo Weiwei said.
“I think so too. If someone drinks for others, then what’s the point of playing?” Xiao Fangfang agreed and then turned her eyes to Du Yuehua, laughing, “President Du, do you have any objections?”
“I have no objections,” Du Yuehua responded.
“President Yang, do you have any objections?” Luo Weiwei asked Yang Xinyi.
“I have no objections, and I will leave if I can’t handle it,” Yang Xinyi replied.
Hearing the provocative talk between Xiao Fangfang and Luo Weiwei, Ye Xiong suddenly remembered something.
Xiao Fangfang and Yang Xinyi were best friends who had grown up together—Xiao Fangfang would naturally take Yang Xinyi’s side. Likewise, Luo Weiwei had dealt with Du Yuehua often when she was in a predicament at Mingyang International Hotel, and they had a deep relationship; Luo Weiwei would certainly side with Du Yuehua.
This was shaping up to be a two-on-two showdown.
In terms of alcohol tolerance, Luo Weiwei boasted a natural resistance to alcohol, considering herself second to none. Xiao Fangfang, being in business and accustomed to social drinking, certainly wouldn’t fall behind. As for Du Yuehua, who had also drunk before, she came in third, leaving his wife as the one with the least alcohol tolerance.
“Sorry, I haven’t played this before; can you explain the rules to me?” Yang Xinyi suddenly asked.
Ye Xiong’s face turned dark. She had never played before yet volunteered to join—is she looking to get herself drunk?
Didn’t she see Luo Weiwei’s malicious gaze?
To help her drink less, Ye Xiong explained the rules in detail. With Yang Xinyi’s intelligence, she quickly understood them.
“Five players now, let’s start with a call of eight. President Yang, since you’ve just joined us, you go first,” Luo Weiwei said.
Yang Xinyi shook her dice cup and after looking at her dice, called out, “Eight ones.”
Hearing her say that, Ye Xiong was speechless. Did she even understand the rules?
“Open.”
Luo Weiwei immediately spoke up.
Then, everyone opened their dice cups, Luo Weiwei with one, Du Yuehua with one, and Ye Xiong with one.
For Yang Xinyi to get eight ones, all the dice inside her cup must be ones, a full house.
“Xinyi, did you even listen to the rules?” Xiao Fangfang couldn’t help but feel defeated and urged, “Unless you have all ones, you’re going to lose.”
Yang Xinyi smiled, opened her dice cup, and those uniformly spotted five dots instantly blinded everyone.
“Sorry, my first time rolling dice, and I rolled a full house of ones.”
F*ck, this is some god-level luck!
Seeing the uniform full house inside, Luo Weiwei’s mouth twitched; she didn’t expect Yang Xinyi to be so lucky. She filled a glass with beer and downed it in one go.
“It’s my turn to call, eight twos.”
Luo Weiwei’s next player was Xiao Fangfang, who glanced at her dice and shouted, “Add one, nine twos.”
“Open,” Luo Weiwei declared without hesitation.
Xiao Fangfang knew she had been tricked; Luo Weiwei didn’t have any twos at all.
She looked at her own dice, which had three twos. Together with three people around who hadn’t revealed their dice, she said, “One big cup, two cups.”
“Another two cups, four cups,” Luo Weiwei stated, unflinching.
The rule established earlier capped it at four cups.
Right then, everyone opened their dice cups.
Xiao Fangfang had three twos, Du Yuehua had two, Ye Xiong had one, and Yang Xinyi had two—exactly nine twos.
“Yay,” Xiao Fangfang yelled excitedly.
Four cups of beer were exactly one can.
Lou Weiwei picked up a can of beer beside her, didn’t bother pouring it into a cup, tilted her head back, and gulped it down.
Throughout, she didn’t even glance at Ye Xiong.
Seeing her reckless demeanor, Ye Xiong suddenly felt a pang of heartache.
Last night, they had a fierce encounter at the hotel, comforting each other. Now, they were like strangers, afraid to reveal the relationship between them. This must be painful for Luo Weiwei!
“Again.”
Luo Weiwei wiped her mouth with a tissue, glanced at Xiao Fangfang, and said indifferently.
Her words were laced with the smell of gunpowder; the atmosphere over the drinking table was filled with hostility.
It seemed Luo Weiwei was ready to go all out against Xiao Fangfang.
“Bring it on. I’m not afraid of you,” Xiao Fangfang said calmly. “You’re the loser, it’s your call.”
“Nine sixes.”
“Open,” Xiao Fangfang said.
“One big cup.”
“Two big cups.”
Everybody opened their dice, Luo Weiwei had four, but Xiao Fangfang had none. The other three players only had four altogether, making eight sixes, just short of one.
It just had to be said that tonight, Luo Weiwei was just slightly out of luck.
Luo Weiwei, without a word, picked up a can of beer from the table and downed it again.
That cold beer chilled her from the inside out.
Ye Xiong noticed her eyes seemed wet, whether from the rapid drinking or something else, as if tears were choked out. Under the light, her eyes were glistening.
Ye Xiong suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of heartache.
