Lost, lost quite badly!
"Keep going!"
Compared to her flustered appearance, Mu Yichen was indeed much more composed.
The old man couldn't help but chuckle, thinking this girl was quite serious about it.
In the second round, Qin Mu lost again.
Qin Mu was so upset that she leaned back into the sofa, her face turning a bit pale.
"Girl, should grandpa win it back for you?"
"Then, Grandpa, you better crush him until he can't make another move."
Qin Mu thought Mu Yichen was too arrogant and that someone needed to take him down a notch.
Strangely enough, he usually doesn't mind losing, but today he's suddenly so formidable? Qin Mu crossed her arms childishly and stared straight at his face.
But the whole morning—
"You punk, were you just messing with me before?"
