After three rounds of chess with Grampy, she had indeed lost thoroughly. Although Grampy didn't make her lose too badly, she was still not very happy and acted like a defeated rooster that was totally unable to be cheered up.
By the time Si Yiyan got to the hospital, she was sprawled over the tea table, desolated and trying to figure out just why did she lose to Grampy every time.
A smile flashed past Si Yiyan's eyes. "Grampy came by just now?"
After they received their marriage certificate, he had officially started calling him Grampy.
Wen Xinya said in a depressed tone, "He still defeated me in three games in a row."
She had already been losing to Grampy for more than ten years and didn't know when would she defeat him once.
Si Yiyan fondled her head and consoled her. "It's nothing. Next time, I'll defeat him for you."
His gaze landed on the vase nearby, on the gorgeous crepe myrtle flowers, paused for a moment, and looked away.
