With a crack, Yang Anqi threw a glass of red wine onto the floor. The shattered champagne flute’s shards sliced Hong Jie’s calf, and everyone present felt a sense of foreboding. This was perhaps the first time they had seen a guest throw such a tantrum.
Yet, Hong Jie still wore a smile. She cleaned up the broken glass, apologizing while repeatedly explaining it was impossible.
If it would please the guest, she could have more crystal glasses brought to be smashed.
Ou Yunchen forcefully helped Hong Jie up. He signaled for a waiter to clean up the mess and then tried to smooth things over.
“How could I bear to upset my angel? If you truly need me to accompany you, then I will,” he said.
As Yang Anqi was about to speak, Ou Yunchen took her hand, playing with it as he murmured, “But I need a reason to leave with my angel.”
Hearing this, Yang Anqi felt there was hope and quickly asked what she needed to do to take him away.
“How about we play a game? If you win, I’ll ask Hong Jie for an exception. Rules are meant to be broken, after all. But if I win…”
“Then what?”
“Then angel will have to go home alone.”
A game?
Yang Anqi’s heart bloomed with joy. Perhaps Ou Yunchen also wanted to leave with her.
“Okay, what game?”
“Let’s play dice, the game angel always wins against me!”
Yang Anqi burst into laughter. She felt she had already won. As long as it was a dice game, Ou Yunchen had never beaten her. The privilege of the winner was to take him away, and this idea made Yang Anqi even more excited.
The male escorts whispered among themselves, “This is bad. Brother Yunchen has brought this upon himself this time. Hong Jie will have to make an exception.”
Soon, an Hermes custom leather dice cup and six dice were brought over.
Ou Yunchen pushed the dice toward Yang Anqi.
“Sister Angel, you set the rules.”
“Highest roll wins.”
“Alright, Sister Angel, may you have victory from the start. You go first.”
Yang Anqi grabbed the dice and threw them into the cup. She shook the cup with full confidence, believing she had this round won.
A few seconds later…
With a clang, she slammed the dice cup onto the table. She raised her head, eyebrows raised, and glanced at Hong Jie, who was standing to the side.
“Hong Jie, we agreed beforehand. If I win this, you can’t go back on your word!”
Hong Jie pursed her lips, watching her with a smile devoid of any emotion.
Perhaps all the escorts were waiting to see how she would make an exception, or perhaps all the guests were waiting to laugh at her. If a rule were broken, this establishment would become a laughingstock in the industry, reduced to a third-rate club.
Seeing Hong Jie’s tacit understanding and lack of response, Yang Anqi lifted her arm, revealing the six dice to everyone.
Someone was already calculating the pips.
“Three sixes, one five, one two, one three. A total of twenty-eight points.”
Yang Anqi was slightly displeased. Twenty-eight points wasn’t her best performance; she could usually roll at least thirty!
Despite this, she was still quite confident of winning this round, having witnessed Ou Yunchen being punished for losing games countless times.
Ou Yunchen placed the dice on the table. He took the dice cup from Yang Anqi. A beautiful three-ring flourish spun upwards, then slid across the table, with one die being carried into the cup by inertia…
Before anyone could hear the sound of dice hitting the cup’s inner wall, as it slid downwards for the second time, a second die was swept in…
After six such cycles, the crisp sound of dice clashing finally echoed from within the cup.
For skilled escorts, for every board game in the world, they had to learn a multitude of tricks!
To outsiders, this might be seen as a mere skill to please customers, but for them, this was the ability that determined how long they could last in this circle.
Ou Yunchen occasionally tossed the dice cup, sometimes passing it back and forth between his hands. It was like a dice cup performance, drawing more guests to watch. Yang Anqi clapped her hands and squealed frequently.
After shaking for a while, Ou Yunchen exchanged a glance with Hong Jie. Hong Jie quietly gave him a thumbs-up. With a clang, the dice cup was placed in the center of the table. Now, everyone held their breath, staring intently at it.
Ou Yunchen smiled at Yang Anqi, not in a hurry to reveal the answer.
“If sister insists on taking me away, I’ll truly have to rely on you from now on. I might not be able to stay in this circle anymore.”
Everyone understood Ou Yunchen’s implied meaning: unless Yang Anqi completely supported him, and more importantly, wasn’t afraid of what others would say!
But she, Yang Anqi, was a married woman. Even if she spent her husband’s money and indulged herself occasionally, she couldn’t possibly keep a man behind her husband’s back.
Who could say anything if she spent money and had some fun?
But as Ou Yunchen put it, the nature of things would be entirely different.
Yang Anqi smiled stiffly, agreeing readily but with a dismissive tone.
“Sister, you open it.”
Ou Yunchen took Yang Anqi’s hand, brought it to his lips, and gently kissed the back of her hand, then placed it on the dice cup.
As if an electric current passed through her, Yang Anqi’s scalp tingled. She was already fantasizing in her mind.
Ou Yunchen counted down three seconds, and Yang Anqi quickly lifted the dice cup straight up. A collective gasp rose from the crowd!
“How could this be?!”
Everyone was shocked, not by the pips on the dice, but by the astonishing way they landed!
Only the slower guests remembered to take out their phones to take pictures. Now, a neat column of dice stood upright on the table. The uppermost die clearly displayed a glaring single red dot. Yes, it was a one.
Yang Anqi felt a hint of unease. But fortunately, with a one appearing, she still had a chance to win.
As everyone was murmuring, Yang Anqi’s trembling hands picked up the dice one by one. As each die was revealed to the crowd, the outcome of the game was slowly unveiled.
“One!”
“Six!”
“Six!”
“Six!”
“Six!”
“Six!!!”
“Good heavens, only one one, and the rest are all sixes!”
“Is this even possible? Brother Yunchen is this amazing?!”
Everyone’s expression was remarkably consistent, yet only Hong Jie let out a relaxed sigh.
The male escorts quietly pointed at the wealthy woman…
“Look at Sister Yang’s face.”
Yang Anqi was already stunned. Her face turned from red to white, then to a sickly green. She had never imagined that Ou Yunchen, who always lost to her, could be so skilled at dice!
She didn’t know whether to be happy or disappointed. Her face even felt hot; she had lost all composure.
“It’s truly regrettable that I’ve embarrassed Sister. It’s my fault. I’ll take a penalty drink. I hope Sister will just consider it my good luck.”
The champagne, freshly poured, was snatched by Yang Anqi before Ou Yunchen could even pick up his glass. She tilted her head back and gulped down the wine, her eyes wide open, staring at the exquisite man.
He wore Versace’s classic signature men’s fragrance, Ferragamo leather shoes, an Hermes belt, and even a limited edition Armani shirt from their spring collection…
He could handle all sorts of witty conversations and could discuss life, love, and even their desires for nightlife with different women…
But she knew these were just tricks male escorts used to capture women’s attention. Yet, now, it seemed to be more than that.
Yang Anqi felt a sense of defeat. She realized she had never truly won against Ou Yunchen. He had been intentionally losing to make her buy him drinks!
Ou Yunchen also seemed to dislike this feeling. He didn’t want to win against every guest. When something became a competition, it could drive people mad.
Ou Yunchen did not try to persuade the wealthy woman to stay.
Yang Anqi picked up her bag and stumbled away into the crowd, disappearing. She left, and the party seemed to be over for the night.
Now, Ou Yunchen had a feeling this woman would not return, as she had lost face tonight.
What a pity. He had lost a rich patron who could have made him a considerable fortune.