Jiangzhou, Octopus Entertainment City.
Hannah Han watched as Han Dayuan still refused to go home with her, her pretty face turning ashen with anger and her eyes growing colder by the second.
Ian Song also felt that Han Dayuan was probably beyond saving—changing him would be truly difficult. He tugged at Hannah Han's sleeve and whispered, "Ms. Han, I’m afraid it’s not realistic to make Uncle Han go home right now. Why don’t we wait until he loses all his chips and then take him away?"
Han Dayuan didn’t have many chips left, barely over twenty thousand. Don’t be fooled by his three straight wins—once he gets carried away, it’s easy to lose it all.
"I guess that’s all we can do." Hannah said, deflated.
Just then, Hugo Huang walked over with ten chips worth ten thousand each. "Hey, kid, interested in playing a few rounds?"
Hearing Hugo Huang’s words, Hannah Han tensed up and quickly scolded, "Ian Song, you’re not allowed to gamble!"
Ian Song smiled. "I’m not interested in gambling."
"I thought you were tough and straightforward, but it turns out…" Hugo paused, deliberately glancing at Hannah Han. The meaning was obvious—he was mocking Ian Song for being afraid of women.
With Ian Song’s intelligence, he instantly saw through Hugo Huang’s reverse psychology and sneered inwardly. Since you want me to gamble, I’ll show you how it’s done.
"Alright then, let’s see how my luck holds up."
"Ian Song, you—!"
Ian Song knew what Hannah Han was about to say. Before she could finish, he looked her in the eye and said, "Ms. Han, I’ll just play one round. If I lose, I’ll stop. If I win, I’ll keep going. Come on, let’s go exchange chips!"
Hearing this, Hugo Huang scoffed inwardly. Once you step up to the table, it’s not so easy to walk away.
"Alright, but just one round!" Hannah nodded.
"Haha, kid, you don’t need to exchange chips—I’ll give you a hundred thousand. Think of it as my apology for earlier." Hugo Huang said, handing over the chips with a smile.
"It doesn’t feel right to accept something for nothing." Ian Song looked at Hugo Huang.
"Kid, we only met because we fought. If you respect me, Hugo Huang, just take it!"
"Alright, I’ll accept then!" Ian Song smiled, took the chips, and walked with Hannah Han to the gambling table.
"Place your bets, everyone!" the beautiful dealer urged with a smile.
With a thought, Ian Song activated his Clairvoyant Vision.
Then, he threw all one hundred thousand chips on 'big.'
Hannah Han, worried, said, "Ian Song, isn’t this a bit too risky?"
"The chips were a gift anyway. If I lose, we can leave early." Ian Song said nonchalantly.
Hugo Huang, standing to the side, felt a bit uncomfortable hearing that.
Han Dayuan also increased his bet this round, putting five thousand on 'small.'
"No more bets—reveal the dice!"
As soon as the dealer finished speaking, she skillfully lifted the cup: three, four, five—big.
"Kid, you’ve got some luck! First round and you win a hundred thousand!" Hugo Huang said with a grin.
"It’s all thanks to the chips you gave me. If I win big, I’ll treat you to dinner." Ian Song joked, then tossed all his two hundred thousand chips out again.
"Reveal: four, four, six—big!"
Ian Song won again—two hundred thousand became four hundred thousand.
Seeing this, even Hugo Huang started to admire the kid’s luck. In just two rounds, he’d turned a hundred thousand into four hundred thousand. Hannah Han was also unsettled—winning three hundred thousand in just a couple minutes made it easy to see why people got hooked on gambling. Earning money this way was just too easy.
"Ms. Han, what should I bet on next?" Ian Song asked, holding his four hundred thousand chips.
"I—I don’t know, you should decide for yourself!" Hannah Han felt pressured by Ian Song’s question and didn’t dare make the call for him.
"Place your bets, everyone!"
*Clatter, clatter, clatter!*
Ian Song threw all four hundred thousand chips on 'small.'
"Reveal: two, two, three—small!"
Four hundred thousand became eight hundred thousand.
Three wins in a row—one hundred thousand turned into eight hundred thousand. Even Hugo Huang was starting to lose his composure.
At the same time, the other gamblers at the table looked at Ian Song differently, all secretly thinking this kid was insanely lucky.
For the fourth round, Ian Song threw all eight hundred thousand chips on 'big.' Watching those chips fly, Hannah Han’s heart couldn’t help but race—eight hundred thousand, just tossed out like that.
"Reveal: six, six, five—big!"
"Hit!"
Hannah Han nearly cheered for Ian Song, thinking maybe he should quit while ahead. But before she could speak, Ian tossed out all 1.6 million chips.
This time, he didn’t bet on big or small—he bet on 'leopard.'
The other gamblers, seeing Ian Song win four rounds in a row, wanted to follow his bet and get lucky too. But when he bet on 'leopard,' they all hesitated.
As for Han Dayuan, his luck hadn’t held up these past rounds—he only had ten thousand chips left.
"Uncle Han, why not put five thousand on 'leopard' with me?" Ian Song suggested.
Betting on big or small pays double; hitting leopard pays ten times.
If Ian Song hit leopard with 1.6 million, it would turn into sixteen million.
"Do you know me?" Han Dayuan looked up at Ian Song, finally noticing his daughter standing with him and feeling a bit surprised.
"I’m Hannah Han’s friend," Ian Song replied with a smile.
"Forget it, I’ll stick with small. Leopard is too unlikely!" Even though Ian Song had won four rounds straight, Han Dayuan didn’t believe he’d hit leopard.
"No more bets! Reveal!" Seeing the three dice, the beautiful dealer swallowed nervously, and everyone at the table stared blankly—the dice all showed five. Leopard!
"Ian Song, did you win?" Hannah Han sensed something was off from everyone’s reactions.
"Yep, hit leopard—ten times payout. So 1.6 million becomes 16 million!" Ian Song smiled, then joked to the stunned Hugo Huang, "Looks like your hundred thousand chips really brought me luck!"
"No, no, it’s just your own luck!" Hugo Huang said quickly, though he was starting to suspect Ian Song might be a gambling master.
"Ian Song, enough is enough!" Hannah Han was happy for his winnings but worried he might get addicted.
"I don’t think so. The kid’s on a hot streak—he should keep going!" Hugo Huang said, worried Ian Song would just cash out and leave with sixteen million. How would he explain that to Brother Leon?
Ian Song looked at Hannah Han. "Ms. Han, I think he’s right. Besides, this money was all won from the house—if I lose it, I won’t feel bad!"
"Hmph, do what you want!"
For the sixth round, Ian Song threw all sixteen million on 'big.'
Seeing him go all-in, the dealer was stunned and got nervous, while the other gamblers all followed his bet on big. Only Han Dayuan was a bit sour—if he’d listened to Ian Song and bet on leopard last round, he’d have fifty thousand now, but he hadn’t.
So when everyone followed Ian Song’s bet, Han Dayuan muttered sarcastically, "Luck runs out eventually—no one wins every round!"
"No more bets—reveal! Six, six, two—big!"
"Haha, hit!"
"I hit too!"
"Kid, you really are lucky! Here, have a cigarette!"
The whole table cheered—except Han Dayuan, who looked like he’d just swallowed something foul. He was the only one who hadn’t won.