After Grandma Zhao finished speaking, she let Su Xiaoya enter the room inside, bringing out her long-sealed set of Chinese chess.
Throughout the process, Su Xiaoya's gaze at Li Xiaoqiang was filled with thick suspicion, as if the old lady's proposal to play chess with him was an unprecedented event.
Young and old, they began playing chess in the middle of the house.
Li Xiaoqiang didn't know that just outside the house, Bai Zhenbai was so shocked that he could only describe it as earth-shattering.
Because he knew that the number of people his mother would play chess with did not exceed the fingers on one hand.
And among these people, who wasn't a figure of renown?
Even he himself was not qualified to play chess with his mother.
Yet, this young man in his twenties had broken his mother's rule—what was so different about him?
