The real heiress is wild and seductive, making all the male leads fall for her.

Chapter 92 The King's Game: Kissing

Amidst laughter, the boy's face turned a deep liver color.

"Alright! That's enough!"

Liu Fuchun rolled her eyes at the boy. "Don't blame me for not speaking up for you. You're just asking for trouble, so you deserve to be rebuffed."

"Sister Fuchun, we're just here to have fun. Can't people ask us a question out of curiosity?"

"Exactly, if you can't handle it, don't play it."

"I think she really enjoys hitting people. Chen Xiaoyu, you'd better keep quiet, or she might beat you up later!"

They seemed enthusiastic, but everyone spoke with veiled barbs and malice.

Chen Xiaoyu looked terrified and exclaimed, "Oh dear! I'm so scared!"

"Idiot—"

Jiang Mu also looked up indifferently, "Is that a tumor on your neck?"

Although Jiang Mu is not active in the industry, few people dare to really provoke him.

Chen Xiaoyu was immediately speechless.

"Brother Ye, we were just joking..."

Song Nanxi played with the dice and said, "How about you jump down from here to entertain us? Don't be angry, I was just joking."

The surroundings became quiet.

Chen Xiaoyu's expression was very unpleasant.

Chi Hao clapped and cheered, "Isn't it all a joke? Chen Xiaoyu, why aren't you laughing? And you guys—" He glanced around, "You guys laugh too, why are you all looking so long-faced?"

Song Nanxi: "Maybe someone in my family died, so I can't laugh."

"Song Nanxi!"

Everyone was furious. "Your mouth is so vicious!"

Song Nanxi asked sincerely, "Which part of what I said you didn't like? I'll say it again."

"As expected, people were absolutely right when they said you were crazy!"

"Others? Which people? People?" Song Nanxi asked in surprise, spreading her hands and saying, "I've met too many idiots, it's normal to go a little crazy, right? After all, it would cost me a different price to keep my emotions stable."

Oh shit!

A group of people were rendered speechless by Song Nanxi's retort.

Chen Xiaoyu said, "Are you here to have fun? I think you're just here to cause trouble!"

He complained to Liu Fuchun, "Sister Fuchun, why did you let her in for a gathering like this?"

Song Nanxi said sincerely, "But I'm already here. Your dear sister Fuchun invited me personally. If you're really angry, then you should leave now."

Chen Xiaoyu: "..."

Liu Fuchun's lips twitched as she looked at Song Yirou.

Song Yirou gritted her teeth and whispered, "That's just how she is."

You can't win a verbal battle with her.

Liu Fuchun understood, and she clicked her tongue.

That won't do!

"Alright! Enough talk!"

She picked up her wine glass and asked Song Nanxi, "Nanxi, do you drink?"

Song Nanxi smiled, her eyes crinkling, "Just a little bit."

"What about drinking games? After all, just drinking isn't very fun, right?"

Song Nanxi gestured again, "A little bit."

"Pfft, I feel like Nanxi is just being modest. Come on, let's have a drink!"

Liu Fuchun raised her glass.

Song Nanxi readily agreed and drank a glass of strong liquor.

He remained unfazed.

Chi Hao was alarmed. He quietly nudged Song Nanxi's arm and said, "Don't be stubborn. They're clearly targeting you and trying to get back at Song Yirou!"

Song Nanxi curled her lips, "Watch how I'll torment them to death."

The word 'death' was pronounced with a breathy sound, so no one else heard it.

Only Jiang Mu and Chi Hao heard it.

But the word "play" alone is enough to ignite the anger of a group of people.

“Since we’re all sitting together, we’re friends,” Song Yirou said. “For the first round, let’s play the simplest game. How about dice? Guess whether it’s high or low, and the loser drinks.”

Upon hearing this, Song Nanxi threw the dice she was playing with into the dice cup.

The dice struck with a dull, crisp sound.

"Okay."

Song Nanxi curled her lips.

In the dim light, Song Yirou's eyes were filled with malice. "I'll shake it, is that alright?"

Song Nanxi shrugged.

This means you're free to do as you please, and I'll play along.

Liu Fuchun said excitedly, "Nanxi, you can't underestimate her! Our Rou Rou is a master at playing dice!"

Song Nanxi: "Let's give it a try."

"Come on! Our Sister Rou is about to show her skills!"

A group of people were eager to get started, and a row of glasses filled with strong liquor was placed on the coffee table.

"Young Master Jiang, wanna play together?"

Song Yirou held the dice cup, her smile carefree.

Looking at Jiang Muye through the crowd, his eyes were bright and confident.

Very eye-catching.

Jiang Mu leaned back on the sofa. "You guys have fun."

Song Yirou's smile froze. "Is Young Master Jiang being so disrespectful? Or did Nanxi say something that made Young Master Jiang have a bad impression of me?"

"Sister Rou, what good things would Song Nanxi say about you!"

"It's wrapped!"

“You guys are just paranoid,” Chi Haoxian couldn’t hold back any longer. “Only people with heart conditions would see everything as dirty.”

He was very impatient. "Are you going to play or not? If not, I'm leaving!"

As a result, he also became unfriendly towards Liu Fuchun.

What's going on?! Targeting his friend?

Liu Fuchun felt stifled as the two of them stared at her.

He said unhappily, "If he doesn't want to play, then he doesn't want to play. We'll just play."

Song Yirou shook the dice cup a few times and then slammed it onto the table.

In the first round, she asked, "Big or small?"

"big."

Others, however, disagreed with her.

He said, "Little!"

Song Yirou looked at Song Nanxi with a mixture of belief and doubt, and then lifted the dice cup.

"Big brother! Song Nanxi, you win!"

Chi Hao was even happier than if he had won.

"What incredible luck..."

The others drank reluctantly.

one more time.

Song Yirou asked, "Size?"

Some people say it's big, some say it's small.

Song Nanxi smiled confidently, "Yes."

"Haha, it's big again! Song Nanxi, do you like big ones? Hahahaha!"

"Do you not like big ones, but prefer enoki mushrooms like you?"

Song Nanxi lowered her gaze, her expression meaningful.

The person who made the lewd joke couldn't hold back any longer, "Who are you calling an enoki mushroom!"

"Whoever is right should be right. If you disagree, take off your pants and let's see."

Song Nanxi was clearly unaffected, while the other person blushed with embarrassment.

He didn't even notice Song Yirou's unpleasant expression.

When I lifted it again, it was indeed still big.

Round three.

The fourth round...

"size?"

"Small."

"size?"

"big."

Round after round, everyone in the private room drank until their faces were flushed.

Even Chi Hao drank two glasses.

Only Song Nanxi did not touch a drop of wine.

Song Yirou was unwilling to accept it, "How is that possible!"

She used points to acquire the skill that allowed her to control the size of the dice, so why could Song Nanxi guess correctly so easily without doing anything?!

"System! Does Song Nanxi also have a system?"

Yes, only this explanation can explain why Song Nanxi has so many skills.

The more she thought about it, the more wary she became of Song Nanxi.

Song Nanxi! He must die!

Liu Fuchun had already drunk several cups. She held Song Yirou's hand and looked at Song Nanxi with surprise and uncertainty.

"That's amazing! Nanxi, how did you do that!" she exclaimed in surprise.

Song Nanxi shrugged, "That's amazing. There's nothing I can do. It seems I'm still slightly better at playing dice."

Song Yirou's face darkened.

Jiang Mu couldn't help but chuckle.

Chi Hao was extremely curious. "What exactly happened? Are you a gambling god?!"

Jiang Muye: "She can hear the sound of dice."

Although it sounds fantastical, some people can actually do it.

Upon hearing this, everyone objected.

"I knew it! Isn't this cheating?!"

"Yeah, they're just messing with us!"

Song Nanxi thought these people were adorably stupid. "They're just venting their anger for fun, but if they actually fart, it's because of you guys. Brilliant!"

"This is boring! Let's play a different game!"

Liu Fuchun's eyes darted around, and she deliberately said, "Nanxi, you're too good! This game is too unfair! How about we play the King's Game instead?"

The King's Game: Draw cards but don't reveal them.

As the name suggests, the person who draws the 1 card becomes the King, and the King can freely designate any two people who draw any card to do anything.

If you refuse, you have to drink alcohol.

Song Yirou took the playing cards and sat down directly next to Jiang Muye.

She tilted her head. "Young Master Jiang, let's play together this time?"

The strong scent of perfume filled Jiang Mu's nostrils, causing him to frown uncomfortably.

He stood up abruptly and kicked Chi Hao.

He said, "Let's change seats."

His disdain for Song Yirou was palpable.

Chi Hao: "..."

He felt wronged; he didn't want to sit with Song Yirou either!

But she still reluctantly switched places with Jiang Mu.

Just then, the system notification sounded in Song Yirou's mind again.

[Disliked by those with great fortune, a negative buff appears!]

Song Yirou looked at Jiang Muye in disbelief. She hadn't done anything wrong, so why did Jiang Muye hate her?

She clenched her fists and forced a smile.

"Alright, it seems Young Master Jiang really dislikes me."

Song Yirou joked about herself, and everyone drew cards.

Song Yirou used her points to redeem a limited-time 'True Sight' buff.

He glanced at Song Nanxi and Jiang Muye's cards.

I have a better understanding now.

She sneered, "Song Nanxi, just you wait."

I'll make Jiang Mu hate you soon too!

Liu Fuchun glanced at the cards in her hand and pouted, "Who's the King?"

Song Yirou flipped the playing card between her fingers. "Excuse me, it's me."

"Wow! This luck is unbelievable!"

"Quickly, randomly assign two people to do the task!"

Song Yirou narrowed her eyes, having already discerned the cards played by Song Nanxi and Jiang Muye.

He went straight to the point: "Then please have number 5 video call their recently added friend, and then kiss number 7 in front of the camera!"

"I rely on!"

Everyone was excited when the task was announced.

"Sister Rou, you're ruthless!"

Song Nanxi had guessed that Song Yirou would pull this tactic, however—

Song Nanxi smiled. Who said this was a bad thing for her?

She reached for the wine glass, saying, "I choose to drink."

The liquor on the table is very strong; anyone with a low alcohol tolerance would be knocked out after just one glass.

Even Chi Hao exclaimed, "What the heck? Or I can drink it for you, are you sure you can handle that?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Nanxi's wrist was grasped by a long, strong hand.

Song Nanxi raised an eyebrow and turned her head.

Jiang Mu's Adam's apple bobbed, and as they gazed at each other silently, he flipped the cards over.

Between two fingers, the card held was clearly a 7.

"What, you don't like me?"

Song Nanxi's eyes flickered, and she smiled leisurely.

"It's just a tiny bit—"

As soon as he finished speaking, he tightened his grip on her wrist.

The atmosphere inside the private room seemed to have been paused at some point.

Song Yirou's mask could barely hold up.

They stared at the two of them in complete disbelief.

Jiang Mu also said to Song Nanxi... Could it be...?

This is impossible!

Liu Fuchun found the sight of the two sitting together rather stimulating.

Not forgetting to remind them, "Hurry up, you have to kiss in front of your video friends!"

"Come on, let's check. Who are our recently added friends?"

"Teacher Yan?"

Song Nanxi casually dialed a video call, "He's probably busy. If I can't get through, I'll just drink..."

"Drinking again?"

The video call connected quickly, and the voice coming from the phone was clear and gentle, with a hint of helplessness in its laughter.