"You, girl, do you take me for a fool? Better not let me, otherwise, we'll have a serious face-off."
"Grandpa Qiao, it's your superior chess skills, I admit my defeat wholeheartedly...."
"Stop it, your words make me even more embarrassed. Don't waste your brain trying to let me win. Though I, Qiao Bowen, am old, my mind isn't muddled yet."
Ji Yunya pursed her lips and smiled: "Alright then, if you lose, Grandpa Qiao, you're not allowed to cry."
"Hey... do you think I'm a child?" Qiao Bowen rolled his eyes at her.
Yun Ya's chess skills are such that she can easily defeat the heir who was taught by a national champion. Qiao Bowen at best is just good; if Yun Ya takes it seriously, she could leave him utterly defeated.
"I've lost." Qiao Bowen smiled at the young girl sitting opposite, steady in her play, meticulous in her thoughts, strategically moving step by step. If she were a man, her wisdom might surpass anyone in this world, but it's a pity she isn't.
