457: This isn't your fault...

Seeing Ye Su's expression, it didn't look like he was joking, so Li Mengyao finally began to take the unassuming pebbles in his hands seriously.

Taking the stones again and checking them one by one, she still couldn't see anything special, so Li Mengyao looked at Ye Su suspiciously:

"Are these lucky stones really effective?"

As someone who had received higher education from a young age and had relied on her own college entrance exam scores to successfully get into Sun Yat-sen University, Li Mengyao naturally didn't believe in such superstitious things.

But hearing this from Ye Su, and seeing his confident demeanor, Li Mengyao really started to consider the authenticity of these things.

"Of course, didn't I say I tried them yesterday? They're really effective."

"What, you tried to hang yourself yesterday, and the rope broke?"

"Uh…" Caught off guard by that remark, Ye Su was left speechless.

Seeing Ye Su deflated, Li Mengyao felt very satisfied.

A gentleman doesn't fight with a lady; I won't stoop to your level!

Thinking that she needed to deal with serious matters, Ye Su didn't continue bickering with Li Mengyao and explained seriously:

"I specifically took these lucky stones to a lottery shop yesterday and bought a book of scratch-off lottery tickets. As a result, I scratched out over a thousand yuan in prizes from a six-hundred-yuan book. Would you say these lucky stones are effective or not?"

"There's such a thing?" Li Mengyao was half-believing and half-doubting: "Could it be that you just had some dumb luck and thought it was the credit of these lucky stones?"

Li Mengyao really wanted to ask if Ye Su had met a con artist and been swindled by a few lousy stones.

But looking at Ye Su's usual mischievous demeanor, Li Mengyao felt that it would be a miracle if he didn't scam others, let alone get scammed himself.

Knowing that this sort of thing was indeed hard to believe, Ye Su had to patiently continue explaining:

"Also, I went to the bank yesterday morning to open a stock account. The bank said I was a VIP client and could participate in their internal lucky draw. Guess what I won?"

Li Mengyao's curiosity was also piqued by Ye Su's words: "What did you win?"

"I won a twenty-thousand-yuan tri-fold phone. Would you say my luck is good or not?"

"Huh?" Li Mengyao was a bit surprised.

Li Mengyao had naturally participated in the internal lucky draw events that Ye Su mentioned.

However, when her luck was at its best, she had only won a microwave oven, which she took back to the company to heat up lunches for the employees.

Because of this, Li Mengyao understood the value of winning a tri-fold phone.

If winning over a thousand yuan on a scratch-off lottery ticket was a coincidence.

Then winning a tri-fold phone in a single day made her luck seem a bit ridiculously good.

Li Mengyao looked at the lucky stones in her hand again: "Could it be that these lucky stones can really bring people good luck?"

"Duh."

After muttering that, he noticed Li Mengyao's gaze was once again filled with murderous intent, so Ye Su immediately changed his tune:

"Of course, I wouldn't be so bored as to stand under the scorching sun just to pick up this pile of lucky stones and bring them over to fool you, right?"

"You're not above doing something like that."

After throwing in that jab, Li Mengyao started laughing herself.

"Hey, you're insulting me again, aren't you?" Ye Su couldn't take it anymore and finally countered: "Fine, fine, fine, I'm that kind of person. These lucky stones are all fake, you might as well give them back to me."

"In your dreams!"

Seeing Ye Su actually reaching out, Li Mengyao immediately clutched the lucky stones tightly to her chest:

"You want to take them back? In your dreams!"

"Look at you, you say the lucky stones are fake, but when I ask for them back, you're unwilling. No wonder they say a woman's heart is as deep as the ocean."

Ignoring Ye Su's jab, Li Mengyao fiddled with the lucky stones in her hands and thought for a moment before saying:

"No, to prevent you from scamming me again, I also want to see if these lucky stones are really as effective as you say."

"How do you want to test it?" Ye Su asked curiously: "Do you want to find a rope and hang yourself to see if it breaks? Should I go help you find one?"

"Yes!" Li Mengyao glared at Ye Su: "I just want to find a rope to hang you!"

After arguing with Ye Su, Li Mengyao finally felt satisfied and said:

"Didn't you say you bought scratch-off lottery tickets yesterday and earned several hundred yuan? Let's go to a lottery shop now and try it again to see if these lucky stones are really as miraculous as you say."

"Let's go then, I'm not afraid of you." Ye Su looked at Li Mengyao with ill intent: "How about we make a bet? Let's bet on who wins more prize money from the scratch-off lottery tickets we buy later."

"Bet, who's afraid of whom!" Li Mengyao asked: "What do you want to bet?"

"Whoever loses has to satisfy one request from the other, how about that?"

"Satisfy one request from the other?"

Li Mengyao thought of the scene between the two of them on the sofa just now, and her face flushed inexplicably again.

Ye Su didn't know that Li Mengyao was letting her imagination run wild. Seeing her hesitation, he waved his hand: "If you're afraid of losing, then forget it. I was just saying it casually anyway."

Hearing this, it sounded like Ye Su was using reverse psychology on her, which she couldn't tolerate:

"Bet is a bet. This Miss doesn't believe that someone with your terrible character can beat me!"

They left immediately.

Ye Su and Li Mengyao walked one after the other, and under the furtive gazes of the employees in the office area, they walked out of the company entrance.

For the sake of fairness, Li Mengyao even divided the ten lucky stones into two portions, with each person holding five.

After arriving at the underground parking lot, Li Mengyao opened Ye Su's passenger door and climbed in on her own.

Judging by this posture, it was clear she intended to make Ye Su the driver.

Ye Su didn't mind. After sitting in the driver's seat and choosing a nearby lottery shop, he drove there according to the navigation.

The lottery shop Ye Su randomly chose was run by a middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties.

When the two walked into the lottery shop, not only the owner but even the old lottery players sitting on the chairs on both sides couldn't help but take a few extra looks at them.

There was no helping it; just looking at their appearance, their Charm, and their attire.

Walking side by side on the road, it looked like a scene from an idol drama, making it hard not to take a few extra looks at them.

"Hello, boss, we're here to buy some scratch-off lottery tickets."

"Hello."

Seeing that the two young people were clearly very wealthy, the female boss's attitude was much more enthusiastic than when she treated the other old lottery players. She pointed to the opened scratch-off lottery tickets on the display rack:

"The scratch-off lottery tickets are all here. See which kind you want to buy."

"We want to buy a whole book."

"I have whole books too." The female owner pointed to the glass cabinet: "How much do you want to spend?"

Ye Su looked at Li Mengyao: "Don't go back on your word if you lose later. You pick first, then I'll pick."

Li Mengyao replied unconvinced: "This is what you asked me to pick first, don't you dare go back on your word later!"

After saying that, she began carefully selecting the scratch-off lottery tickets through the glass cabinet.

Looking at her, she wasn't even this serious when she usually went to LV stores to choose handbags.

Buying scratch-off lottery tickets for the first time in her life, Li Mengyao's obsessive-compulsive tendencies flared up. After picking back and forth several times, she finally settled on a type of scratch-off lottery ticket called [Journey of Luck].

Believing in the effect of the [lucky stones], Ye Su couldn't be bothered to pick.

After Li Mengyao took out a book of [Journey of Luck] scratch-off lottery tickets, he also casually pulled out a book of the same kind from the stack of the same scratch-off lottery tickets underneath.