Chapter 139: Nowhere to Hide

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The old gentleman excitedly picked up his little figurine and moved it forward six steps. In the square he landed on, a sentence was written:

“You have come across a river, but a kind stranger helps you cross it. Advance two more steps.”

He moved the figurine forward two more steps.

Song Wan Ning’s eyes widened slightly, surprised.

She was the next to roll the dice. She picked it up casually and threw it casually.

The result was a three.

Song Wan Ning moved her figurine forward three steps, where another short message awaited.

She felt a small thrill, thinking it must be a reward, but upon reading carefully, she realized it was not.

“You encountered a big black bear on your way forward and were frightened back two steps.”

Song Wan Ning: ...

What terrible luck! Just out the door and already sent back home.

The cameraman quietly crept closer, capturing this unlucky moment of Song Wan Ning’s on film.

The viewers all burst into laughter.

“Hahaha, Song Wan Ning’s luck is truly unmatched.”

“The old gentleman took an eight-step leap right off the bat; he’s definitely going to win this time!”

Next up was Wen Jing Xing’s turn.

He was so indifferent he didn’t even bother picking up the dice. He just stood it upright and flicked it with two fingers, causing it to spin in place.

When it stopped, it showed a four.

Wen Jing Xing moved his figurine forward four steps, landing on a blank square with nothing written.

After the round was over, it was the old gentleman’s turn again.

He grabbed the dice and threw it onto the table. The dice rolled for several circles before stopping on a five.

The old gentleman moved his figurine to that spot, where the square held another sentence.

“You lost your way in the valley but happened upon a kind stranger who gave you a ride. Advance three more squares.”

Song Wan Ning looked at the dice in disbelief, then at the old gentleman. How could his luck be so good?!

Feeling defiant, she grabbed the dice and flung it onto the table. This time it landed strongly—a six.

Her brow relaxed. Great!

She moved her figurine forward to that spot, only to see words there once again.

A sudden ominous feeling rose in her heart.

Reading aloud, she said, “You reached here and encountered a typhoon, staying put for two days. You cannot roll the dice in the next round, cannot… cannot?!?”

This time, she was genuinely shocked.

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The livestream chat exploded with laughter.

“I’ve figured it out—Song Wan Ning is a black hole for luck in this game!”

“What to do? I’m actually happier when Song Wan Ning loses!”

“Are we laughing too loudly? Would that be bad? Hahaha~”

When it was Wen Jing Xing’s turn again, he casually tossed the dice.

It came up six, and he moved his figurine six steps forward, landing on another blank square.

The next rounds no longer involved Song Wan Ning.

The old gentleman’s luck continued to surge; his figurine marched steadily forward.

Wen Jing Xing played steadily as well, avoiding any reward or penalty squares.

After several rounds, Wen Jing Xing’s figurine was nearly even with the old gentleman’s.

Later, Wen Jing Xing’s luck exploded, hitting various reward squares.

By contrast, Song Wan Ning fared poorly. When she finally landed on a reward square, it turned out to be a trap—seemingly progress, but actually a setback.

Others were nearing the finish line, while she struggled to reach halfway.

However, watching Wen Jing Xing’s growing good fortune, she couldn’t help but hope: what if Wen Jing Xing won in the end?

But near the final stage, when the old gentleman and Wen Jing Xing were three and four steps from the goal respectively, Wen Jing Xing suddenly landed on a penalty square and had to retreat three steps.

This allowed the old gentleman to claim the championship.

The livestream crowd focused intently.

“Here it comes! Let’s see who the old gentleman will choose!”

“Since the old gentleman won, no matter what his wish is, Song Wan Ning and Young Master Wen won’t back out, right?”

“Of course it must be fulfilled!”

“The old gentleman is looking at Song Wan Ning! Could he ask her to fulfill his wish?”

“What else could the old gentleman want but for his grandson to get married?”

“Ah! Their marriage is definitely settled!”

Song Wan Ning stared wide-eyed at the old gentleman looking at her. Though calm on the surface, her heart was pounding.

If the old gentleman chose her, what would she do?

It would be fine if it wasn’t about marriage, but what if it was?!

The old gentleman looked robust now, but hadn’t he just undergone major surgery a while ago?

Otherwise, why would he have moved from the Wen family mansion to the nursing home?

If she refused, and grandpa got upset and his illness worsened, she would feel terrible.

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The original story’s plot went exactly like this—the old gentleman lived long enough to fall gravely ill from anger.

Though Song Wan Ning was ruthless on the battlefield, killing without remorse, it was only to avenge her enemies or defend her homeland.

That did not mean she was someone who liked to kill innocents or bully the weak.

She had her own principles.

Finally, the old gentleman shifted his gaze to Wen Jing Xing and said, “It’s you.”

“Alright, tell me,” Wen Jing Xing answered without hesitation.

“Hmm…” The old gentleman shifted his chair and leaned toward Wen Jing Xing. “When will you two get married?”

His voice was low, so Song Wan Ning could not hear clearly. She only saw Wen Jing Xing’s smile stiffen.

The livestream viewers also couldn’t catch the words.

“Ah! What did they say?!”

“I heard it! I saw it!”

“What? What was it? Where did you hear that?”

“Wen’s side already started their livestream without muting the mic. We heard everything clearly.”

“This is pure marriage pressure! Now who dares say Wen Wan’s relationship is fake or just a variety show act!”

“Damn, I’m going over there to watch.”

Behind them, the old gentleman spoke even more softly, turning away from Song Wan Ning.

“When exactly will you two get married?”

Wen Jing Xing glanced at him. “Grandpa, why ask? When the time comes, it will happen naturally.”

His voice was loud enough for Song Wan Ning to hear.

“Shh! Don’t let Wan Ning hear. Girls are delicate; this has to be the men’s initiative!”

“So that’s your wish?”

“Yes, what else? The sooner, the better!” This time the old gentleman’s voice was clear.

Wen Jing Xing smiled and said, “I’ll do my best.”

His words instantly stirred a frenzy in the livestream chat, with messages flooding the screen.

“Look! Look! Young Master Wen admitted it! He admitted it!”

“It’s spoken aloud, so it can’t be fake. Everyone, wait for the good news!”

“I don’t believe it! The old gentleman’s here; maybe Wen is just humoring him.”

“You’re just being stubborn and in denial.”

(The End of this chapter)