The scumbag's little ancestor hasn't fallen off the horse

Chapter 300 Chess Competition
Not only did Mr. Liu, who was being ridiculed, not reply as usual, but his eyes glowed with excitement, he stood up, and his voice seemed to be a few years younger.

"Where, Xiuyao, you understand me so well, I want to play chess!"

As a chess idiot, Mr. Liu was hailed as a chess master before he retired, but when he got old, his family was busy with work and no one took care of him, so he had to be sent here. He sneaked away several times to compete with others, but in the end were sent back.

Mr. Liu thinks it's good to be here. There are a few bickering, at least it's happier than being at home with the nanny.

It's just that there is no one to play chess with him, so he is really bored.

Fortunately, he discovered the talent of the little girl back then and passed on his life experience to her. Unfortunately, the girl left soon after.

"It's him." Fu Xiuyao motioned to Feng Zhiting beside him.

"Him?" Old Liu frowned. Although he couldn't be judged by his appearance, he always felt that this man who exuded a cold aura all over his body didn't have the temperament he wanted to see.

But Xiuyao said he was great, so he believed it.

"Okay, boy, would you like a plate?"

Since he was brought here to meet the old man at the beginning, Feng Zhiting naturally agreed.

Old man Long loved to join in the fun, so he actively dragged a stool and put it in front of the table, "Sit down, young man, and leave nothing left of Old Liu."

Mr. Liu put his beloved red sandalwood chess on the table, opened the lid, and took out the chess box inside. The golden font on the chess was shining.

When he saw this chess set, Feng Zhiting knew the identity of this old man.

Fu Xiuyao stood beside him, with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes full of comfort, as if embracing the sunshine outside.

He glanced lightly, and his gaze fell silently into her eyes.

He must win this game.

Fu Xiuyao didn't have a chair to sit on, so she just stood and watched the match between the two.

A few minutes later, Lao Liu's eyes became more and more solemn, and the room was silent, only the sound of chess falling gently.

The whole environment became serious, and everyone held their breath and stared at the chessboard carefully, lest they miss every wonderful move.

This game is not a simple competition, it is like a large-scale game broadcast live across the country, with countless people watching, and they will never take it lightly in order to win.

Time passed quietly, and there were fewer and fewer pieces on the chessboard, like a slow hourglass implying the passage of time.

Feng Zhiting maintained a light expression from the beginning to the end. When she turned her head to look, his jaw outlined a perfect and smooth arc, which was fascinating.

Fu Xiuyao moved his gaze slowly, and then returned his gaze to the chessboard.

After seeing the current situation clearly, her red lips rose, and her eyes brightened a little.

Feng Zhiting picked up the red car with his slender fingers, and under Elder Liu's regretful and irreparable gaze, he pointed at the opponent's general and pressed down, and then his deep and powerful voice sounded.

"Assigned."

"Hahaha." Old Man Long's wanton laughter disrupted the harmony in the room.

Mr. Zhang applauded slowly, "That's right, the people you know, Xiuyao, are really amazing."

Old Liu's serious expression faded away, and was replaced by a happy smile. His eyes looking at Feng Zhiting were burning, and became more and more prosperous.

"It's really amazing, who did you learn from?"

"I learned it from books." Feng Zhiting replied.

Mr. Liu was even more surprised, "That's self-taught, and it's even better if no one guides you."

The smile on Fu Xiuyao's face was brighter than before, and a lazy and gentle voice sounded: "He does have strength, Mr. Liu, you have succeeded in seeking defeat."

(End of this chapter)