Do You Like Me That Much? Miss Villainess-Chapter 49 : Tell Me, Do You Deserve to Win?

As it turned out, Mu Qinglan's words were quite effective.
When a teammate is at a loss, suddenly coming out with such a line gives people a feeling no less than that famous "No matter, I'll take action."
Perhaps they meant something similar to begin with.
But she also deliberately whispered with a breathy emphasis in Bai Yuyu's ear:
"Don't be afraid."
The little girl's ears immediately turned red, her beautiful green eyes becoming dizzy as if she were drunk, even her thinking became sluggish.
No helping it—having sensitive ears was like this.
But being dizzy like this, she stopped worrying about failure.
As if she'd been injected with a huge dose of security.
Outside the curtained seats, other guests who heard this "don't be afraid" all turned to look, though they had different thoughts.
What they were thinking was:
'Little girl, what are you thinking! Have you even gambled before, saying such big words?'
'Can you beat fourteen of us here?'
Miss Yoo sitting beside the main seat pressed her lips together, not looking at the situation there, but her constantly flickering eyes were enough to show her complex emotions.
'What are you showing off for!' Sun Zhu sitting across was even more bewildered for a moment.
He just didn't understand where she got such confidence. Wouldn't it be utterly embarrassing to be carried away in disgrace right after talking big?
'Funny.'
The dice expert sitting beside him was even more amused.
Even he wouldn't dare claim certain victory in this kind of luck-based game—what right did that wheelchair girl have to say such things?
Quite a few people at the scene were amused, waiting to see her make a fool of herself.
But Shen Yao wasn't amused.
She just continued staring intently at that side with her blood-colored eyes, her beautiful brows slowly furrowing.
What were they doing?
At the focal point of everyone's gaze, Mu Qinglan wasn't panicked at all—it was just a small matter, what was there to panic about?
She moved her wheelchair forward a bit, getting a clearer view of the dice thrower called "Shadowless Hand" at the main seat, then turned back and whispered a couple sentences to Bai Yuyu.
"Eh?"
Bai Yuyu was stunned for a moment.
"You can't speak loudly, so leave it to me—I'll be your mouthpiece!"
The little girl patted her chest, feeling this was no problem at all.
Considering that one side had basically never participated in gambling before, Xihong Courtyard didn't choose anything complicated—just guessing numbers.
Similar to guessing big or small, mostly luck-based.
Throw three dice into a cup, have the dealer shake it around, then both sides guess numbers—whoever guesses closer wins.
But to avoid situations where one side guesses nine and the other ten, turning this into a big-or-small game, Xihong Courtyard added some rules.
The margin couldn't be too large.
For example, if you guessed nine, then as long as the result was between eight and ten, you'd win.
If neither side guessed correctly, they'd shake again.
This gameplay ensured the game's interest and tension while not allowing the side familiar with rules to completely crush newcomers.
After all, theoretically speaking, with enough gambling luck, even newcomers could win like Chen Daozi, going from twenty yuan to thirty-seven million.
Rumble—
In front of everyone, the dealer threw the dice into the cup one by one, then shook rapidly.
So fast only afterimages could be seen.
After a few seconds, the dealer slammed the cup onto the table, released his hands, and indicated both sides should guess.
Mu Qinglan stared at the cup for two seconds with narrowed eyes, beckoned the little girl over, and breathed softly into her ear while saying something.
The little girl's face was blown red, but she still endured the shyness and listened carefully.
She nodded and stood up: "Seven!"
Sun Zhu mocked: "What? She doesn't have a mouth?"
Mu Qinglan glanced at him.
Sun Zhu, huh.
She'd deal with him slowly later.
The opponent said nothing, just followed with "Thirteen."
When his words fell, everyone at the scene craned their necks to look at the cup, wanting to know the result.
—If she got slapped in the face right after saying such things, that would be too funny.
The dealer didn't keep them in suspense, lifting the cup for a look.
"Eight!"
Everyone burst into uproar, not expecting her to actually win a round. But they weren't particularly shocked—it was a luck game after all, winning once was quite normal. They just regretted not seeing the entertainment.
"Next one."
Mu Qinglan leaned back in her wheelchair, speaking indifferently.
Only then did Bai Yuyu react as if waking from a dream, closing her small mouth that could fit a light bulb, bending down excitedly:
"Mu Mu, we won! You're so amazing, I love you to death!"
She grabbed Mu Qinglan's hand, jumping around excitedly, and finally hugged the wheelchair girl tightly, trying to share her joy.
Mu Qinglan smiled slightly throughout.
Though the little girl's body was quite fragrant.
After the little girl vented for a while, she said:
"Don't rush, there's still the next round. I'll continue winning for you to see. Come."
She made a gesture like calling a little dog.
Bai Yuyu thought nothing of it, intimately leaning over with an earnestly serious expression, letting Mu Qinglan's deliberately lowered, somewhat sexy breathy voice swirl in her ear canal.
This was the secret to victory! Couldn't let outsiders hear!
Mu Qinglan didn't disappoint the little Bai girl's expectations.
After they both missed one round.
Under Bai Yuyu's nervous gaze, she successfully guessed the number again.
"Mu Mu~"
Bai Yuyu was overjoyed. See how you looked down on her—hmph, Mu Mu would help her teach you all a lesson!
No wonder the bad woman said this was a good opportunity to court the little girl.
Under this series of events, Bai Yuyu now rarely used "I" when speaking, instead first thinking of Mu Qinglan and saying "we," treating them as a unit where they prospered and suffered together—so intimate!
But this was also thanks to the bad woman's scheming.
You should know that even when it was the bad woman's turn, she didn't compete alone, but used the excuse of throat discomfort to pull Bai Yuyu in with her.
This gave the little girl a full sense of participation.
We're a team!
Shen Yao frowned watching the interaction between those two.
Something was wrong.
Wake up, Bai Yuyu, don't fall into the trap!
For some unknown reason, when she watched the bad woman and Bai Yuyu's intimate actions, and the bad woman paid no attention to her at all, she felt somewhat sour inside.
And Miss Yoo sitting beside the head table, watching the interaction between those two, looked even more numb.
Incomprehensible, truly incomprehensible.
You came over, used my master's secrets and methods to gain his attention to threaten and tempt me, making me cheat for you.
But your goal isn't some evidence—it's picking up girls?
Amazing.
Yes, just as Miss Yoo thought, Mu Qinglan was cheating.
Come on, why would she need to guess?
If she could cheat, why would she compete fairly with these idiots? Was she masochistic? This wasn't some fair competitive game—the bad woman had always been unscrupulous in achieving her goals.
She knew who was behind Xihong Courtyard.
She also knew certain secrets about that person from the plot.
So using these secrets as leverage was simply effortless.
On this foundation, revealing some small secrets that could help Miss Yoo gain her master's attention, giving her some pointers to make her willingly cooperate in cheating—wasn't that even simpler?
Let me ask you.
The dealer throwing dice was her person.
The courtesan hosting the tavern was her person.
The strongest fighter here was also her person.
You little nobody, even if you were the God of Gamblers, what right did you have to win?
Did you even deserve it?
This was the basis for the bad woman's confidence from beginning to end.
"Bai Bai, I'll continue leading you to victory."
Mu Qinglan's eyelids lowered slightly as she breathed softly on the little girl's sensitive ears.
"Mm..."
The little girl's cheeks reddened as she nodded obediently.