Qiao Xia decisively placed two chips on thirteen, and the croupier amiably explained to her, "Miss, the limit is ten thousand dollars, you can't place twenty thousand dollars."
"..." She silently took one chip back.
Mu Liang was holding back his laughter on the side.
The croupier threw the dice, and they finally stopped at 25.
Qiao Xia forced a smile, "Husband, you're so amazing."
Mu Liang was grinding his teeth, these things were about probability, it wasn't accurate every time.
Qiao Xia resolutely stuck with her lucky number four.
"Ah, lost again."
"Ah, how could this happen, it was even five, it clearly landed on four but then rolled over."
"My money."
"Don't want to play anymore."
"Mu Liang, what's next?"
"I will never trust you again."
After losing over ten rounds in a row and seeing her money about to run out, Qiao Xia, in a fit of anger, nearly cycled through all the numbers; the dice jumped to 1, 2, 3, and Qiao Xia excitedly clenched her fists.
