The plan devised by Ye Fan and Mengyao, which was in perfect harmony, was known to Qiu Wen and others. Except for Song Meimei, who guessed a bit, the rest mocked and sneered. Tang Jian'an and the nine big shots' moves elevated the stakes tenfold, showcasing their generosity.
"Sorry, I slipped." Ye Fan tried hard to squeeze out some annoyance and shame, putting all his emotions on the dice cup, as if the dice cup was to blame for his inability to hold it.
Qiu Wen picked up the dice scattered on the ground and handed them to Ye Fan.
After taking the dice, Ye Fan's fingers exerted slight force, causing an imperceptible change to the dice.
That's right, he was tampering with the dice now. The dice themselves weren't faulty, but he could make them faulty as long as it was favorable for his performance. Easily defeating Ling Xue to teach Tang Jian'an and others a lesson was part of the plan all along.
