The Cinnabar Mole of a Beijing Circle Tycoon

Above the snow line of the Alps, a transparent domed bar floats on the edge of a sea of ​​clouds, with icicles hanging from its eaves reflecting the shards of starlight and moonlight, giving this frigid place a touch of hazy warmth.

Meng Jiangyu, along with Shen Qingyao and the others, stepped off the helicopter and entered the bar through a special passage covered with an anti-slip layer.

The deafening electronic sound waves almost lifted the dome, the top DJ's fingertips deftly swept across the turntable, and the heavy drumbeats slammed into the eardrums, making people tremble.

Meng Jiangyu led Shen Qingyao straight to the booth in the center of the first floor, followed closely by Lu Linchuan, Su Wan, Zhou Yanqiu, and Xu Mingxuan.

The long table in the booth was laden with a dazzling array of alcoholic beverages. Zhou Yanqiu, elbows propped on the table, raised an eyebrow and suggested, "Want to play a game of dice?"

Shen Qingyao put down her mojito, lightly touched the water droplets on the glass with her fingertips, and honestly shook her head: "I can't."

"It's very simple." Meng Jiangyu turned to the side, his long, slender fingers tapping the dice cup casually. His voice was clear and crisp. "Each person has six dice. After you've rolled them, you take turns calling out numbers. You either add a number or add the dice roll. For example, if someone calls out two twos, you can respond with three twos, or you can call out two threes."

"Can we add both the number and the points at the same time?" Shen Qingyao asked, her eyes filled with curiosity.

"Of course." Meng Jiangyu nodded, his dark eyes fixed on her. "If the player before you calls out five sixes, and you think that the total number of sixes on all the dice combined is less than five, then you call it out and you win, and the player before you drinks; otherwise, you lose."

He paused, leaned closer, and asked in an unusually gentle tone, "Did I make myself clear?"

"Yes, I understand!" Shen Qingyao nodded vigorously.

"Let's begin." Xu Mingxuan raised his hand to beckon a waiter, who quickly brought over a complete set of dice cups and dice.

Zhou Yanqiu picked up the whiskey and filled everyone's glasses.

"Let's go by position, starting with me, then my cousin, my sister-in-law, Miss Su, Brother Chuan, and Mingxuan will finish." Zhou Yanqiu shook the dice cup, a smile playing in his eyes. "Let's play a peaceful game first, so my sister-in-law can get used to it."

Everyone responded, and the sound of dice clattering together rang out.

Zhou Yanqiu spoke first: "Two ones!"

Meng Jiangyu replied calmly, "Four ones!"

Shen Qingyao then shouted, "Six ones!"

Su Wan chuckled: "Six twos!"

Lu Linchuan said slowly and deliberately, "Six threes!"

Xu Mingxuan shouted, "Seven threes!"

Zhou Yanqiu immediately raised the stakes: "Eight fours!"

Meng Jiangyu raised his voice slightly at the end: "Eight fives!"

Shen Qingyao bit her lip: "Nine fives!"

Su Wan chimed in, "Ten fives!"

Lu Linchuan said calmly, "Ten sixes!"

Xu Mingxuan added directly: "Twelve sixes!"

Zhou Yanqiu slammed his hand on the table: "Thirteen sixes!"

Meng Jiangyu's expression remained unchanged: "Fourteen sixes!"

Shen Qingyao quietly lifted a corner of the dice cup. She only had a six in her hand, and was certain the total wasn't enough. She immediately called out, "Open!"

Everyone opened the dice cup together, and upon counting, they found a total of fifteen sixes.

Shen Qingyao blinked, picked up her wine glass, downed it in one gulp, and smacked her lips with a smile: "This wine tastes pretty good!"

Meng Jiangyu picked up the wine bottle and refilled her glass.

His long, slender fingers brushed against the back of her hand as he whispered a suggestion: "Observe everyone's reaction before calling out the numbers. If everyone is adding more points to the dice, it means the points in their hands are evenly distributed."

"I understand!" Shen Qingyao nodded, her eyes brightening slightly.

"Then it's up to each of us to see who can drink more," Zhou Yanqiu teased. "If your sister-in-law can't drink it all, she can always ask her cousin to do it for her."

At the start of the new round, Zhou Yanqiu shouted, "Thirteen twos!"

Meng Jiangyu calmly replied, "Thirteen threes!"

Shen Qingyao glanced at the two fours in her hand and said crisply, "Thirteen fours!"

Su Wan immediately followed up: "Fourteen fours!"

Lu Linchuan looked up: "Fifteen fours!"

Xu Mingxuan shouted directly, "Open!"

The dice cups were lifted one by one, and there were exactly fifteen fours, no more and no less.

Xu Mingxuan resignedly picked up his wine glass, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

In the next round, Zhou Yanqiu used the same trick again, shouting "thirteen twos".

Without even glancing at the dice cup, Meng Jiangyu parted his thin lips and said, "Open!"

When they lifted the dice cup and counted, there were only six twos in total.

"Can you really win twice with the same strategy?"

"I'm out of ideas!" Zhou Yanqiu tilted his head back and drank the wine in one gulp.

Zhou Yanqiu became more cautious and only cautiously called "eight threes" in the next round.

Meng Jiangyu replied casually, "Nine threes."

Shen Qingyao looked at the two threes in her hand and shouted, "Ten threes!"

Su Wan replied, "Eleven threes!"

Lu Linchuan replied casually, "Twelve threes!"

Meng Jiangyu leaned in, his warm breath brushing against Shen Qingyao's ear, his voice tinged with laughter: "Baby, now's the time to be suspicious. If everyone has a lot of threes, then the other points must be less."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Xu Mingxuan suddenly exclaimed, "Twelve fours!"

Zhou Yanqiu immediately raised an eyebrow: "I don't believe you, I'll fire you!"

The dice cup was opened, and six fours lay quietly at the bottom.

Zhou Yanqiu raised an eyebrow: "Drink."

Xu Mingxuan picked up his wine glass. "There's no way around it, I'll be the one drinking it."

After the game, everyone except Meng Jiangyu, who remained calm and collected throughout, had drunk more than a dozen cups.

Zhou Yanqiu and Xu Mingxuan were already slightly drunk, and they rushed into the dance floor arm in arm to dance.

Su Wan was very drunk and curled up in a corner of the sofa, sleeping soundly; Lu Linchuan was also a little drunk and leaned back on the sofa, looking at photos on his phone.

Shen Qingyao stood up feeling dizzy, her steps unsteady.

Meng Jiangyu immediately got up and followed, his long arm gently protecting her from being bumped into.

Shen Qingyao stopped by the railing, looked up at the neon lights under the dome, her eyes glistening with tears, and murmured, "So dazzling..."

Meng Jiangyu gripped the railing with both hands, trapping her in the narrow space between himself and the railing.

He unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt collar, revealing his smooth collarbone, and his Adam's apple bobbed gently to the beat of the dance floor.

"Daddy." Shen Qingyao tiptoed, her warm breath carrying the scent of whiskey brushing against his ear, her voice trembling softly at the end, "You're so handsome..."

Meng Jiangyu lowered his head, his nose brushing against the top of her soft hair, his voice low and husky from the loud music: "Is that so?"

Shen Qingyao smiled, reached out and hooked her hand around his tie, pulling him closer with a slight force.

She was about to say something when Meng Jiangyu's sudden kiss choked her up.

Shen Qingyao's back was pressed against the railing, and in front of her was his hot and firm chest. She couldn't help but clench the corner of his shirt, her fingertips trembling slightly.

The cheers and music in the dance floor were deafening, and beyond the dome, there were rolling snow-capped mountains and an unbelievably dazzling starry sky.

Meng Jiangyu slowly released her, his fingertips gently caressing the corners of her reddened lips. The usual coldness in his eyes had been replaced by an overwhelming tenderness, and his voice was low and husky: "Baby, you are so tempting."

Shen Qingyao's cheeks flushed, and she raised her hand to gently punch his chest, but he took the opportunity to grab her wrist and they intertwined their fingers.

Meng Jiangyu leaned down, his thin lips brushing against her ear, his voice low and seductive, each word striking her heart: "I have always been calm, but with you, every season is filled with wind."

Just then, a shooting star streaked across the night sky beyond the dome, leaving a long trail of flame before disappearing in an instant.

The music in the dance floor suddenly reached a climax, and the dazzling lights fell directly on the two people's clasped hands, coating them with a radiant halo.