Did You Leave It On or Not A Young Lady's Gaming Life from Zero——

Late at night.

The Shen family mansion was still lit up.

"Three with one."

Shen Ming tossed out four cards, observing Ye Cheng across from him. Ye Cheng remained steady as a rock, so Shen Ming relaxed a little. He then glanced at his daughter beside him, who was calmly holding a hand of cards.

"Hanhan, your turn?"

"Pass," Shen Qinghan said flatly.

Shen Ming's mouth twitched upward uncontrollably. He was finally going to win—so emotional he could almost cry. After an entire evening, he had finally caught a chance to win.

After returning from Tangren's restaurant, the group had planned to rest and sleep. Shen Ming suggested playing some small games—the kind for multiple players.

Then he brought out Monopoly, which he had prepared long ago.

Another part of the kind old father's brilliant plan to bond with everyone—but unfortunately, Shen Ming soon couldn't smile anymore.

Because he went bankrupt.

Not just him—the short-haired woman, the eldest daughter, even Big Yellow... Everyone went bankrupt, while Ye Cheng was the only one sitting pretty.

Ye Cheng was just too good. He could roll the dice for whatever number he wanted. Practically every square on the board was one of Ye Cheng's properties. The eldest daughter's luck was the hardest to bear.

Every time, she got doubled penalties, eventually becoming the first to go bankrupt. Then... thump thump thump!

She vented her anger from the previous game physically onto Ye Cheng. After some "friendly" negotiation, the group voted to give the eldest daughter another chance.

It was called bankruptcy protection. They gave her another starting fund. But within less than half a minute, she went bankrupt again.

Then came another intense "friendly" negotiation, another bankruptcy protection, another bankruptcy, another protection, and again...

"I quit."

After going bankrupt yet again, the eldest daughter finally broke down. She threw the dice aside and wanted to have a "heart-to-heart talk" with Ye Cheng in the hallway.

Why? Because Ye Cheng's properties had already taken over almost every space. Take two steps, and you pay a fine. Take two more steps, another fine.

There was no chance to turn the tables at that point. It was just about who had worse luck. And the eldest daughter was miles ahead, even with all those bankruptcy protections. She was the first to fall—even Big Yellow outperformed her.

Yes, Big Yellow had also participated in the Monopoly game.

Conclusion? Miss was worse than a dog.

After "friendly communication" with Ye Cheng, a new game was chosen—one that relied less on luck. Otherwise, if they kept playing, he would probably end up beaten into a vegetative state.

Fight the Landlord—simple enough, right?

The only downside was that Big Yellow couldn't join. Not enough fingers, though he would have loved a couple of rounds.

Excitement didn't last long. In Fight the Landlord, the others realized Ye Cheng had actually been holding back earlier.

This time was even more absurd. During dealing, Ye Cheng gave himself four bombs... then grabbed the Landlord role, adding a pair of King cards. He completely overwhelmed the eldest daughter and Brother Doudou.

First time, second time, third time... Finally, Ye Cheng was sanctioned by some mysterious "heavenly power."

He lost the right to deal and shuffle the cards, stuck watching from the sidelines. Even then, whenever Ye Cheng was the Landlord, no one else could win.

Now, Shen Ming was excited because he was about to break the curse—especially after seeing his daughter's hand. He knew, at last, victory was his!

Here it was! Bring it on!

"Three with one!"

Shen Ming used the same move again—three with one. He had thrown out three cards earlier, and no one could match them. No bombs had appeared, so three with one was unbeatable!

He had only one card left. He could have thrown them all at once, but he held back cautiously, watching Ye Cheng's reaction.

After all... Ye Cheng had once played as Landlord without playing any cards until nearly the end, then unleashed several bombs in a row.

This time... surely not?

"Hanhan?"

He tested again, asking his daughter.

Shen Qinghan shook her head. "Pass."

Shen Ming got excited. "Then I won't hold back—"

"Brother Doudou, wait."

Shen Ming froze. "Gulp." The moment he heard that, his heart sank. Hurry, get me a new pair of pants!

That was exactly what Ye Cheng said before dropping his bombs.

"Bomb." Leisurely, Ye Cheng laid down a bomb.

Shen Ming: "???"

"Hold on—you had a bomb the whole time, why didn't you play it earlier?"

Ye Cheng blinked. "I was saving it for now. Don't worry, that's all. Just one."

Shen Ming: "..."

"Can't beat that."

"Straight!"

"How did you finish all your cards in that straight?"

Ye Cheng looked puzzled. "Is there a problem?"

Shen Ming: "..."

Now he understood why his daughter had been so steady the whole time. She had known they would win all along, hadn't she?

"I'm done. I'm done." Shen Ming felt defeated for the first time. Ye Cheng's absurd skills were beyond his ability to handle. He'd have to get his wife back to deal with it.

His wife was a master at this too—you wouldn't even notice her cheating right in front of you. A deep sense of helplessness washed over him.

For some reason, Shen Ming suddenly wanted to see who would win—his wife or Ye Cheng in Fight the Landlord. After all, there could only be one Landlord.

Surely they wouldn't both be farmers?

"Not playing anymore? Fine, let's sleep." Ye Cheng began gathering the cards, showing off fancy shuffling techniques. Even though they had seen it before, Shen Ming was still stunned, unable to calm down inside.

"Xiao Cheng, where did you learn this? What did you do before?"

"Studying, Brother Doudou. Can't you tell? I'm a scholar." Ye Cheng said seriously, then started doing tricks with both hands, forming arcs like a magician—dazzling and impressive.

Shen Ming: "..."

This is like that guy who says, "Young people should believe in science," then turns around and flys away—what's the difference?

Shen Ming's mouth twitched. He checked the time. It was almost midnight, time to get ready for bed.

"Wait. Let's play this."

Shen Qinghan spoke, pulling out a Ludo board. (Escape from Stupor)

Clearly, the eldest daughter was unhappy with how Monopoly and Fight the Landlord had turned out. She wanted to prove herself again.

A gambling addict with terrible luck, but huge enthusiasm!

The group exchanged glances, then sat back down. Anyone else could bail with an excuse—but not the eldest daughter. She had veto power.

So, the super-premium lineup of four people and one dog appeared once more.

Big Yellow made a strong comeback!

However, because Ye Cheng’s cheating was too blatant, he was completely barred from touching the dice and couldn’t shuffle either. To ensure fairness and participation, they switched to drawing cards numbered 1 to 10. Whatever number you drew, that’s how many steps you moved. The game board was enlarged, and in principle, the game could be finished within ten minutes, because the median had been increased from 3 to 5, speeding up progress.

But one additional rule from the young miss changed the pace of the game entirely: you could only win by landing exactly on the final square. If you overshot, you had to go back to the start and begin all over again! Everything resets to zero!

Shen Ming froze for a moment. “This… this isn’t a good idea, Hanhan. It’s already so late…”

Shen Ming studied the rule. If luck was bad, four people and a dog might still be playing by the next morning. The young miss used this extreme mechanic to even out and downplay the fact that her own luck was terrible.

This time, she was going to win—for sure!!!

A blazing fire ignited in Shen Qinghan’s eyes—a fire of victory. It was so intense that it crushed whatever Shen Ming had been about to say.

In all his years as a father, this was the first time he’d seen his daughter show any interest in this kind of game. As a child, she wouldn’t even touch it or give it a glance. So why the sudden enthusiasm today?

Shen Ming’s gaze finally landed on Ye Cheng… It seemed he already had an answer.

“Alright, Dad is definitely going to be the first one to finish!” Shen Ming cheered himself on. The short-haired woman beside him caught on and mimicked her mistress’s tone.

“Young master, I will definitely be the first to finish!”

“Woof!”

Everyone declared their intentions, and even Big Yellow let out a bark to show confidence.

They sat back down. The short-haired woman was in charge of shuffling and spreading out the cards, and then everyone drew.

“Nine! Not bad luck for me!” Shen Ming, excited by the number nine in his hand, was the first to dash out. The others followed one after another.

It was worth mentioning that the young miss’s phone still showed a starting roll of one, Big Yellow had two, and Ye Cheng pulled ten.

Shen Qinghan: “…”

Silently, Shen Qinghan looked up at Ye Cheng: “You cheated.”

Ye Cheng: “…”

“Young miss, be reasonable. I really just grabbed it at random. See—I’m grabbing another one at random…”

Everyone’s eyes turned to him… Eight!

Everyone: “…”

Apart from Shen Ming’s nine, Ye Cheng alone had drawn the two largest cards.

And he says he didn’t cheat?!?

“Why are you all staring at me?” Ye Cheng glanced down at the card in his hand… Eight.

Ye Cheng: “…”

Damn, is this for real? I’m being framed!!!

This time, Ye Cheng was truly innocent. He had picked randomly—it was just that his luck was off the charts.

In the end, both of Ye Cheng’s hands were restrained, and Big Yellow was forced to draw cards for him to ensure fairness in the game.

Ye Cheng: “…”

“I object! This is oppression, pure and simple oppression! I—”

“Bam!”

“Mmm… I’ll pick the third one.”

After getting whacked, Ye Cheng immediately calmed down, his eyes turning clear and obedient, and he stopped complaining about oppression. Now it looked like a perfectly fair game!

A truly strong person thrives no matter the circumstances or format.

In the next minute, everyone witnessed Ye Cheng’s “cheat-mode-still-on” spectacle.

“Fourth from the left.”

“Eighth from the left.”

“Third from the right.”

“Ten points!”

“Ten points!”

“Ten points!”

By the tenth round, Ye Cheng had completed his first flight token’s arrival—exactly on the mark, not a step more, not a step less.

Shen Ming: “???”

He’s not even trying to hide it anymore???

Two hours later, the short-haired woman became the second to finish. Three hours later, Big Yellow finished. Five hours later, as dawn approached, Dou Dou—who thought fate favored him but was actually beaten by it—became the fourth to finish.

As for Shen Qinghan… she was sent back to the start one more time.

Start from zero again.