"No, she's not coming over today," Chu Lui answered Song Wan as he placed a black chess piece. His expression was calm and gaze-harmonious. Song Wan naturally did not think much of it and entered the kitchen.
Finally, Chu Jiang won after finishing the game, and it allowed him to be satisfied for a while. The chess skills of his son were taught by him, but Chu Lui's skills were much better than his. Chu Lui was decisive in his decisions, not leaving any space for his enemy to breathe—this being similar to how he did business.
Whatever he had his eyes set on, he would do anything to obtain it… although it was slightly different this time.
"You've grown, huh." Chu Jiang patted Chu Lui's shoulders. "I always thought that you were cruel and ruthless, totally not leaving any room for others. Now you finally know, no matter too close or too ruthless—it's not a totally good thing, right?"
