In the Wang family's mansion.
Under the eaves, Mr. Wang was still sitting there, playing chess calmly. Opposite him, Wang Dong was anxious, even though he was holding the chess pieces in his hand. But his eyes kept wandering toward the door, obviously absent-minded.
As Mr. Wang's piece landed, Mr. Wang smiled softly and said: "Those who are not good at playing chess will definitely lose."
Wang Dong lowered his head and saw that although the situation was not dead yet, he was surrounded by his father without knowing what was going on.
"Oh, Dad. How can I have the time to play chess? You know that I will be waiting for news about that girl Simin. You..." Wang Dong sighed helplessly.
He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, unable to sit still, but in the end, his old father forced him to play chess.
"I've told you so many times that great things happen. Don't be impatient. You can't influence the outcome, so why bother?"
"Oh, it's just a game of chess."
"Chess is like life. If you make a mistake, you will make a mistake every step." Mr. Wang smiled.
"well said!"
At this moment, a young and powerful voice came from the door. Wang Dong immediately looked up, and a smile finally appeared on his anxious face.
"Dad, it's Han Sanqian." Wang Dong said happily.
Mr. Wang just smiled softly, but did not get up and looked at the chessboard quietly.
Han Sanqian stepped in, followed closely by Wang Simin with a group of men in white and porters carrying sedans. Wang Dong hurriedly greeted him with a smile.
Han Sanqian just smiled at him, and then came to the chess game in a few steps.
Glancing at the chessboard, Han Sanqian said bitterly to Wang Dong with a smile: "It's a miserable loss."
Wang Dong rubbed his head in embarrassment, let alone being absent-minded just now, even if he was serious, he could not be his father's opponent. "My chess skills are poor, and it ended up being a dead end. How about you play against my father again?"
As soon as Han Sanqian came in, he played chess with his father. Although Wang Dong did not expect this, it was something he was happy to see.
At least Han Sanqian was so rude, which at least showed that he actually regarded the Wang family as friends in his heart, otherwise it wouldn't be like this.
Han Sanqian studied the chess game carefully. Wang Dong stopped talking and asked Wang Simin to make tea quickly, while he himself. Then he smiled and looked at the side with his hands behind his back.
Wang Simin quickly served the tea, poured two cups on the table, and then deliberately and gently brought Han Sanqian's cup to Han Sanqian's side.
Mr. Wang originally wanted to reach out and pick up his own. But he was shocked to find that after his granddaughter put the tea at Han Sanqian's side, she squatted next to Han Sanqian and watched him play chess without any intention of serving it to herself. I couldn't help but shake my head and smile bitterly, "It's not a good idea to stay in a female college."
Han Sanqian touched his chin. He was completely focused on the chess game and did not notice these details at all.
From a chess perspective, this game is really difficult. Although it was not a complete dead end, Wang Dong's previous moves were so chaotic that every move he made was wrong, and it seemed that he could not survive a few rounds no matter how he moved.
After frowning for a long time, Han Sanqian didn't come up with a countermeasure. The whole atmosphere suddenly became very quiet.
Although Qin Simin doesn't understand chess, she is here to watch it entirely because Han Sanqian is playing. But seeing Han Sanqian at a loss what to do. Still, he could only close his mouth obediently and even breathe less, for fear of affecting Han Sanqian's thoughts.
After a moment, Han Sanqian suddenly smiled.
Then, gently put down the piece.
Wang Dong immediately bent over and picked up the bag that Han Sanqian had just dropped. He shamelessly said to his father: "I made the wrong move. I made the wrong move. Three thousand is because my hand slipped."
Finished. Wang Dong handed the chess piece to Han Sanqian. Han Sanqian smiled helplessly, took the chess piece and put it back in its place.
Wang Dong was stunned. Although his chess skills were not very good, he could still make do with it due to his father's influence. Even he could see it. Han Sanqian's move actually doesn't make much sense.
Not only was it unable to defend against the opponent's attack, but the key was that it almost gave up its own attack.
"You will die in three moves. Are you sure you don't want to defend?" Mr. Wang said with a smile.
Han Sanqian smiled and said nothing.
Mr. Wang shook his head. He chuckled and just raised the ball, but suddenly found the place where Han Sanqian had just placed the ball, which seemed quite strange.
The whole hand suddenly stopped in the air!
"You want to go back?" Mr. Wang finally discovered Han Sanqian's intention, turned around and blocked the place where Han Sanqian had just made his move.
Han Sanqian said nothing, and another son fell.
Mr. Wang immediately followed.
Half an hour later, as Han Sanqian said another word, Mr. Wang's frown became even tighter, and then he laughed.
"Wonderful chess, wonderful chess." Mr. Wang praised loudly.
Wang Dong was completely stunned on the spot. Although Han Sanqian did not defeat his father in this round, his father could not defeat Han Sanqian either.
Wang Simin saw his grandfather so moved. Completely confused as to what was going on.
Only Mr. Wang was shaking his head and smiling broadly.
"It seems that it is time to hand over the things I have hidden for nearly a hundred years to him." Mr. Wang smiled softly at Wang Dong.
