Triplets: Lucky Mommy is a Beautiful Badass

Qi Qingyao was not angered when she was called an 'idiot' to her face. She just looked at Zhang Tieyuan with a superficial smile.

"But..." Zhang Cuiyun pursed her lips. She looked at Qi Qingyao, bewildered, before looking at her father again.

Zhang Tieyuan shoved his annoying daughter to the side. "No buts, now you better get out of the way quickly and watch how your father wipes the floor with his opponent."

Zhang Cuiyun dared not say more, but she silently prayed to God that her father would win this second round. If he did, they would be the richest family in Linquan Village! They would have 22 taels in total.

He could not lose this.

If her father lost, her fate would also be compromised…

Zhang Tieyuan asked boldly, "Who's up first for the second round?"

"I'll go first." Qi Qingyao did not mind who went first or who went later. Picking up the dice cup, she shook it and then put it back down.

She made a gesture of invitation.

Twenty taels were on the line this time. Zhang Tieyuan was nervous and he could almost feel his blood pressure rising when he placed his hand on the dice cup. If he won, he would gain twenty tales in his pocket; if he lost, he would lose the two taels!

Beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.

After he mentally prepared himself, he flung the dice bowl open.

The dice bowl was opened.

He felt his hanging heart fall back into its place.

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

"One, two, three, six on the low." After reading out Qi Qingyao's points, Zhang Tieyuan once again could not help but burst into laughter. "Hahahahahaha! Little lady, you shouldn't be gambling with others. You're always getting six on the low. If you went to a casino, you wouldn't even last long enough for a stick of incense to burn out before you lose everything."

Everyone, "..."

The Eleventh Daughter's luck was really bad—she had rolled six on the low for two rounds now. It was as Zhang Tieyuan said, she was not suited for gambling.

Only Jiang Yeqian, who looked at the dies reading one, two, three, six on the low with his gaze lowered, fell into deeper silence.

This woman…

If the first time was luck, how was it possible that she had gotten six points again for the second round?

She had been deliberate after all.

Then, could she really manipulate the points?

This…

What the heck was her motive?

He was unduly curious now.

Qi Qingyao looked toward Zhang Tieyuan whose face was completely flushed now with a smile. Her mood light and casual, she said, "You haven't shaken it yet, you might get a lower score than me."

Zhang Tieyuan was feeling proud and confident today after having gone through the first round. Hence, he was not as nervous when he shook the dice cup the second time. He put the cup down and opened it easily.

Once again, he let out a hearty laugh.

Hahaha, I got three fours, twelve on the high!"

It was another combo.

Zhang Tieyuan could barely contain his excitement. Without even waiting for Qi Qingyao's approval, he grabbed all of the silver pooled in the middle of the table to his side.

Qi Qingyao smiled lightly as she looked at the overjoyed Zhang Tieyuan.

Without even waiting for her to do so, Zhang Tieyuan once again asked excitedly, "Do you still want to bet?"

"Sure," Qi Qingyao answered easily.

Zhang Tieyuan felt luck going his way today and said, "Perfect, I was also thinking of continuing."

The onlooking crowd, "..."

This.

Within these few seconds, Old Man Zhang had become a wealthy individual.

He already had 22 taels.

Meanwhile, Qi Qingyao had lost for two rounds straight yet she still intended to continue. What the heck was going on?

They were dumbfounded.

It was a winter day yet apart from the three of them, Qi Qingyao, Si Jin, and Jiang Yeqian, everyone was so nervous they were sweating up a storm, it felt as if they were in a furnace.

Zhang Cuiyun looked at the scene and cried out, "Father, please stop. You've already won so much."

"You know nothing! Get lost!"

Zhang Tieyuan did not think that there was the possibility for him to lose that day.