Yin Qin drove Ji Baixin home.
Ji Baixin sat in the passenger seat, looking somewhat gloomy.
Yin Qin tried to start a conversation, "I really think the meals at the Ji Family's are delicious, much better than my home."
"Even better than the ones I make?" Ji Baixin said, slightly irritated.
"Do you want me to be honest?"
"Honest!"
"Indeed, Ji Family's meals are delicious."
"Yin Qin..."
"But the emotions are different," Yin Qin hastily added.
Ji Baixin cracked a smile, then tried to hide it.
Yin Qin said, "I think your family is pretty good to get along with. Although your dad is really ruthless at chess, he doesn't let me take back a move the moment I pick up a piece. Your dad is such a schemer."
"Now you see how bad that old man is."
"He really is." Yin Qin echoed, "I don't know what's wrong with me for playing chess with your dad."
"Brought it on yourself." Ji Baixin muttered.
At that moment, an inexplicable feeling welled up in her heart.
