"Alright, alright!" Ning Yibin put down the chess piece and said to Qin Jian with a smile, "Look at how anxious your mom is, afraid that her son might suffer the slightest grievance."
Qin Jian felt a bit embarrassed by his parents' fuss, "It's okay, Dad. I don't mind playing chess with you until dawn as long as you're up for it. The most important thing is your health. Mom is worried about that, too."
Ning Yibin chuckled and glanced at Zhang Yun, saying, "Your mom knows best what she's really worried about."
"What else could I be worried about, if not for you all, for our family?" Zhang Yun wasn't pleased with Ning Yibin's remark.
"Oh, are you getting angry now? I know you care about our family. Alright, alright, I'm going to wash up and sleep," Ning Yibin said, standing up and speaking to Qin Jian, "You should go to bed as well. I know 'absence makes the heart grow fonder,' you must be eager to head upstairs, right?"
