At this time, of course Song Jiqing still had to follow the wishes of his future father-in-law.
"Thank you, Uncle Ye."
Song Jiqing sat on the sofa next to Ye's father, but Ye's father's face did not look better.
Ye Luo stood aside and looked anxiously.
We can't let Song Jiqing chat with his father dryly like this all the time. When will they be able to talk about business?
Ye Luo suddenly remembered that Song Jiqing had certain attainments in chess, and her father's favorite thing was playing chess.
She decisively took out the chessboard and said, "Dad, Ji Qing knows how to play chess. Would you like him to play a game with you?"
Song Jiqing looked at Ye Luo and was the first to express his stance: "I'm very happy."
His tone was very calm, with a natural confidence and confidence.
To Father Ye, this tone was actually a provocation.
Faced with a provocation, from someone who wanted to take advantage of his daughter, Father Ye certainly would not turn a blind eye.
"Come on, Ji Qing, play a game with me." Father Ye's tone was gentle, but the smile on the corner of his lips vaguely revealed murderous intent, "That girl Ye Luo and I are not satisfied, and she is even worse under me.
There are no tricks.”
Of course Song Jiqing knew that this was a "warning" from his future father-in-law.
Even if he possesses special skills, he must not show his talents at this time.
Song Jiqing acted modestly: "My level is about the same as Luoluo's. Uncle Ye, please be merciful."
Ye Luo remembered that she used to play chess with Song Jiqing, and was tortured to death by Song Jiqing in every game. She silently complained in her heart: Liar! Big liar!
Father Ye believed it to be true and smiled, the answer was self-evident.
Of course he won't show mercy!
The chess game started, and Ye Luo stood aside to watch.
Although Ye Luo had fought against both of them, their skills were so deep that she really couldn't tell who was better.
She is looking forward to the winner between Song Jiqing and her father!
Ye Luo became more and more excited as he thought about it, and said, "I'll squeeze a cup of juice for you."
She ran to the kitchen, and as soon as she opened the refrigerator, she was stopped by Ye's mother.
Mother Ye frowned: "You let Ji Qing play chess with your father? What kind of bad idea is this?"
Ye Luo looked confused: "What's wrong with this idea? I think it's great! Look at Dad, how happy he is!"
Mother Ye shook her head, "You'd better pray that Ji Qing can be a good person, or that his chess skills are really at the same level as yours, otherwise you're just waiting to cry!"
Ye Luo was completely confused, "Mom, I...why am I crying?"
"..." Mother Ye was speechless, "You are so stupid, what does Ji Qing like about you?"
"Hey, you don't want to play personal attacks!" Ye Luo retorted. In fact, he was still very curious about Ye's mother's reaction. He lowered his voice and asked, "Mom, what's wrong?"
Mother Ye saw that Ye Luo really couldn't react, so she had to tell her clearly: "Your father has misunderstood Ji Qing himself, and you are so anxious to bring Ji Qing back for dinner. Your father was already very unhappy, and you still
You were smart enough to let your father play chess with Ji Qing. If Ji Qing beats your father, think about the consequences..."
"..."
Ye Luo suddenly realized.
That's why her mother said that she had better pray that Song Jiqing would become a good person, or that Song Jiqing's chess skills would be at the same level as hers.
If Song Jiqing defeats his father, his father will be even less likely to recognize Song Jiqing in a short period of time.
Ye Luo doesn't know whether Song Jiqing can be a human being.
But she knew very well that Song Jiqing's chess skills were probably not inferior to those of her father.
Ye Luo covered her face: "It's over..."
Mother Ye's heart was suddenly lifted: "What's wrong?"
"Ji Qing is very good at chess." Ye Luo said with a tearful face, "How about I send him a WeChat message to remind him?"
Mother Ye looked at Song Jiqing and Father Ye who were not far away, waved her hand and said, "No, I believe Ji Qing's IQ is enough to make up for your IQ."
"..." Ye Luo was choked and speechless, biting her lip, "Okay."
Ye's mother squeezed two cups of juice and signaled to Ye Luo: "Send it to your dad and Ji Qing, and take a look at the chess game."
"good!"
Ye Luo held two glasses of juice, placed them in the hands of Song Jiqing and Ye's father respectively, and finally touched Song Jiqing's arm without leaving any trace.
They have a tacit understanding, right? Song Jiqing must know what her touch means, right?
Facts have proved that Ye Luo still thought of things too simply.
Song Jiqing seemed indifferent to her touch and was completely focused on the chess game.
Ye Luo wanted to try again, but her father was right across the street, and it would be even worse if her father discovered her little tricks.
"Ahem!" Ye Luo sat next to Song Jiqing, "Let me watch the battle."
Next, Ye Luo finally saw what a master's attack is.
Song Jiqing and her father looked calm and calm on the surface, but when they made moves, they carried a killing momentum in their movements.
It was as if they had already calculated every step, they didn't think about it for long, and they made very decisive moves.
Ye Luo felt the smell of gunpowder smoke even as he sat aside.
After a while, Father Ye asked casually: "Luoluo, after watching it for so long, have you learned anything?"
"..." Ye Luo shook his head weakly, "No."
In fact, let alone studying, she didn't even understand it.
Every step between Song Jiqing and her father seemed ordinary, but after a few back and forths, they cleverly made things difficult for each other.
To put it simply, Song Jiqing and her father were planning to trap the other party to death, and then captured the other party's army.
Ye Luo is not good at calculations, and of course she doesn't understand the intentions of Song Jiqing and her father's every move. To put it simply... she doesn't understand them at all.
"Take a closer look." Father Ye calmly played a move and said, "As long as you understand it, your chess skills will improve a lot."
"Dad, I understand what you said -" Ye Luo looked proud, "You mean, this game between you and Ji Qing was textbook level!"
Father Ye smiled, took a sip of juice, and defeated Song Jiqing's army.
Song Jiqing was stunned for a moment, as if he really didn't react. After a while, he smiled and said, "I lost. Uncle Ye, I hope we will have the opportunity to play chess together in the future. I learned a lot."
Father Ye showed his first smile since Song Jiqing came in: "You are very good, I narrowly won."
"You are so humble." Song Jiqing said with a smile, "You obviously rely on your strength."
No one doesn't like compliments.
Father Ye smiled happily and said, "What's the next round?"
Song Jiqing agreed without thinking: "Okay."
Ye Luo felt that it was time for her to play her role.
She pretended to be jealous, "Dad, when I played chess with you, why didn't you ask for another game? The second game I played with you last night, I forced you to play with me."
Father Ye smiled: "Do you know why big companies are reluctant to do small business?"
"..." Ye Luo asked with a confused look, "Why?"
Father Ye sighed, "The time they spend doing small business could be used to do a big business with greater profits. So, why should they?"
Why bother?
Why bother……
Ye Luo understood what her father meant——
Why would a master like her father play chess with a weakling like her?
It makes no sense!
Only when a master competes against a master can it be challenging and can the winning factor in his body be awakened!
For the first time, Ye Luo felt that he was despised.
She inherited her parents' smart brains. From kindergarten to college, although her grades were not considered a genius, she was always an excellent student who was valued by the school and teachers.
Her parents often say that they are proud of her.
However, just a minute ago, she was rejected by her father, who was proud of her.
Damn! Song Jiqing is indeed a disaster!
Not long after, the second game between Song Jiqing and Ye’s father also ended.
Dad Ye still won.
But Song Jiqing is not bad either. He is only one step away from defeating Father Ye's army.
Song Jiqing looked at the chess game and seemed a little regretful.
Father Ye's laughter was very hearty, "Young man, you are too anxious."
Song Jiqing nodded: "I thought I could win this round. Sure enough, Jiang is still the best. I will remember this lesson."
At this time, Ye Luo finally understood the chess game, and said "Ah..." in disappointment, and pulled Song Jiqing's sleeve, "You are just a little bit close to winning."
"Uncle Ye is very good at chess." Song Jiqing said frankly, "I'm not good at kung fu yet."
Although he lost two games in a row, Song Jiqing has not been impatient and has maintained a good demeanor and a good learning attitude.
At this point, Father Ye is still very satisfied.
Coupled with Song Jiqing's unflattering compliments, Ye's father's unwelcome attitude towards Song Jiqing has been somewhat eliminated.
Father Ye patted Song Jiqing on the shoulder: "Don't be so anxious next time, and you can beat me."
"I will remember to ask you for advice next time." Song Jiqing said sincerely.
Dad Ye smiled, and his phone rang just at this time.
"Hey, let me take you to visit my room!"
Ye Luo took the opportunity to pull Song Jiqing back to the room.
Ye Luo's room is very large, without any obstruction, and you can see the river view not far away.
The overall decoration is in Nordic style, and the furniture is all in wood color. It looks simple and grand. You can tell at a glance that it was designed by Mama Ye.
To Song Jiqing's surprise, Ye Luo's room was actually very tidy.
According to his understanding of Ye Luo, she is not someone who pays such attention to details.
Ye Luo noticed Song Jiqing's confusion, touched the tip of his nose, and explained: "My room has always been tidied by my mother."
Song Jiqing suddenly realized: "No wonder."
"..." Ye Luo reminded Song Jiqing, "As a man who really wants to marry me, let me remind you that your reaction is wrong!"
"Oh." Song Jiqing changed his style immediately and touched Ye Luo's head, "From now on, I will take care of our house."
Ye Luo nodded with satisfaction: "That's right! However, this is not what I want to praise you for."
"Huh?" Song Jiqing was a little surprised, "What else did I do?"
"You didn't show your chess skills to the best of your ability!" Ye Luo looked frightened. "My mother has always been worried about what if you accidentally beat my father. Fortunately, fortunately, your level is still not as good as that old fox of my father.
