Chapter 564: Play Mahjong

“I don’t have a New Year’s gift, but I do have a red packet.”

Song Wenchuan tapped her nose, his voice gentle and doting.

Grandfather Huo glanced at Huo Yunque, who seemed to be at ease, and snorted lightly.

Punk, you’re even jealous of her brother?!

“Hey, there’s still some time before the New Year’s Eve dinner! Why don’t we set up a table and play mahjong?”

“That’s a good idea.” Grandfather Huo began to throw out invites with a smile. “Wenchuan, why don’t you join us? It just so happens that the four of us can form a table.”

Song Wenchuan stood up. “Okay.”

Thus, the group of people moved to the lounge.

Mahjong was an essential pastime for the Chinese people every new year, so Song Yaoyao was forced to take part.

She sat down in a daze and began to pick up the tiles.

Looking at the various colors, she was even more confused.

She began to wonder who she was, where she was, and what she wanted to do.

Grandfather Huo and Song Yaoyao were on opposite sides of the table, while Song Wenchuan was facing Huo Yunque.

“I… I don’t know how to…” Song Yaoyao said weakly.

“Don’t be afraid, I’ll go easy on you.” Song Wenchuan winked at her and smiled.

Song Yaoyao replied with a soft ‘mm’. “You said it yourself, I don’t have any money.”

She had the least money here. She didn’t want to lose money!

“Miss Song, let me teach you.”

Someone was standing behind her. Song Yaoyao turned her head and saw a pretty face.

Dai Shiqing was full of smiles, looking very approachable.

“My skills are not bad and mahjong is very easy to learn. I’ll help you identify your tiles later. You’ll be familiar with it after two rounds.”

“Really?”

The dimples on Song Yaoyao’s cheeks were deep. Her eyes were curved as she said innocently, “Then I’ll have to trouble you.”

Her smile was lively and vibrant, like a flower that bloomed proudly. It was so gorgeous that it made people jealous.

Dai Shiqing’s eyes flashed, and she nodded. “It’s no trouble, it’s my pleasure.”

Then, Dai Shiqing stood behind Song Yaoyao and started to guide her.

“Hey, don’t play that, this is better.”

“Huh?”

Song Yaoyo looked at the tiles that were played. “But I’ve already played it…”

“8 Wan.”

Song Wenchuan’s whole body seemed to be boneless, as he casually threw out a tile.

Huo Yunque was very quiet even when he was playing mahjong.

He glanced at Song Wenchuan indifferently and threw out a tile as well.

When it was Grandfather Huo’s turn, he stroked his beard with a smile and threw out a 3 Bamboo.

Dai Shiqing: “…”

Song Yaoyao looked up at her with her dark eyes. “Miss Dai, what should I play now?”

The girl’s voice was soft and harmless, and her eyes were clear and pure.

Dai Shiqing pursed her lips. “Miss Song, you’ve won…”

Song Yaoyao: “Ah?”

Song Yaoyao looked at the few bills in her hand with a dumbfounded expression.

The tile were shuffled, and they started again.

“2 Wan.”

“East.”

“Uh… Miss Song, you’ve won again.”

A few minutes later…

Dai Shiqing was dazed. She watched as Song Yaoyao didn’t listen to her at all and played whichever tile she got. But even so, she was still able to continue winning without losing a single round.

Seeing this, if she still didn’t understand that these three big shots were intentionally going easy on Song Yaoyao to make her happy, then she was a fool!

After winning another round, Song Yaoyao curled her lips and pushed away the mahjong in front of her out of boredom.

“I’m not playing anymore. It’s no fun.”

Song Wenchuan raised his eyebrows. “You’re not happy about winning money, and you’re not happy about losing money either. Song Yaoyao, you’re a little hard to deal with.”