"What if I want to bully him?" Hastings smiled, taking a sip of tea. He reached out and placed a piece on the most critical part of the chessboard.
"Although we're about the same age, you are in a wheelchair." Li Cunxin didn't even lift his eyelids, "I can make you cry within a minute. Do you believe it?"
Hastings gave a bitter smile, looked up at the time, and waved his hand, "Get out."
Li Cunxin cheerfully messed up the chessboard and stood up, striding towards the door.
As the automatic sensor door opened, he turned his head to the contemplative Hastings and said, "Your granddaughter is not bad. When will our Fatty get to hold the wedding ceremony? Whatever bride price you want, I'll cover it!"
"Go away!"
Laughter drifted away as the automatic door closed. The room returned to silence.
Hastings quietly looked at the now chaotic chessboard in front of him, rested his head against the back of the chair, and closed his eyes.
