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Chapter 849: Whose Grandson Was It?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

After working in the Bo family’s old residence for so many years, Young Master rarely smiled.

When there was nothing going on, he looked calm and gentle, gentle, steady and disciplined.

However, when something happened, she could truly experience his heartlessness and coldness.

Young Master’s smile was the most extravagant thing in the Bo family.

Fortunately, Second Young Master had a good personality.

The two of them seemed to be polar opposites, but they complemented each other.

She didn’t expect to see Young Master’s smile one day. She was so… lucky.

The corners of Old Master Bo’s lips twitched, his eyelids twitched, and the muscles on his face twitched…

“You… you actually want to go back on your word!”

Shen Fanxing sighed softly and said, “I have no choice. Old Master, I naturally don’t have the confidence to win against you with my years of exquisite chess skills. I can only take advantage of other loopholes. I’m only using the advantages and privileges I have. Even if I go back on my word, can you still hold it against a woman like me?”

Old Master Bo choked. “I…”

“Of course you won’t hold it against me.”

Shen Fanxing continued the conversation with a harmless smile.

“You cunning little girl, you’re being unreasonable!”

Shen Fanxing raised an eyebrow and scratched her forehead.

“Although… I wanted to go back on my word, the truth is… I won in chess…”

Old Master Bo’s face twitched again.

Then, Shen Fanxing raised her hand and said, “You even won two rounds. This last round… you seem to have lost terribly…”

“…” Old Master Bo’s eyes widened.

Bo Jinghang couldn’t help but laugh at Shen Fanxing’s words.

Holding her stomach, she lay on the tea table and laughed until she was about to suffocate. She couldn’t help but hit the table.

“Hahahahaha, I’m dying of laughter. Help, hahaha…”

“Laugh! Laugh! I’ll make you laugh again!”

Old Master Bo took his walking stick and hit Bo Jinhang twice. “Ouch, ouch, ouch…”

Bo Jinghang jumped off the stool and stopped laughing.

Finally, there was no more annoying laughter. Old Master Bo threw away his walking stick and glared at Shen Fanxing.

“Again!”

Shen Fanxing smiled and placed the chess piece on the chessboard. Then, she supported herself with the armrest and stood up slowly.

“Let’s not play anymore. It’s noon, it’s time to eat.”

“You want to leave after winning?!” The old man panicked. He had yet to take revenge for today’s humiliation!

Shen Fanxing shook her head and said, “Old Master, it’s not that I want to leave after winning. I’m just afraid that you’ll lose again.”

“You’re really bold.”

Shen Fanxing replied helplessly, “Maybe next time, but I think I’ll win next time.”

As she spoke, she left her seat. Bo Jinchuan stood up and wrapped his arm around her slender waist.

“I’ll bring you to dinner, okay?”

“Okay.” Shen Fanxing smiled and leaned against Bo Jinchuan.

“What do you want to eat? I’ll bring you out to eat.”

“Yes… Sichuan cuisine. I feel like I haven’t eaten it in a while.”

“Okay.” Bo Jinchuan’s voice was low and gentle.

“What’s there to go out for? Which professional chef in the family doesn’t have one? You don’t have to go out to eat!”

Just as Bo Jinchuan was about to leave with Shen Fanxing, Old Master Bo snapped angrily.

Shen Fanxing raised an eyebrow and her lips curled into a faint smile.

“Grandpa, are you inviting us to eat with you?”

Old Master Bo snorted coldly. “Dream on. It’s just that I happen to want to eat Sichuan cuisine this afternoon. It’s a waste if I can’t finish it alone!”

Bo Jinghang chuckled and said, “Grandpa doesn’t eat spicy food, right? Why do you suddenly want to eat Sichuan cuisine?”

“I want to eat it, alright? Brat, who are you?!”

Seeing how embarrassed the old man was, Shen Fanxing shook her head helplessly.

“Then let’s not go out to eat.”

Shen Fanxing looked up at Bo Jinchuan and winked at him.

Bo Jinchuan’s heart softened instantly. He couldn’t bear to part with this woman.

Old Master Bo looked at the two of them and pursed his lips. He snorted softly and turned his face away.

–

Bo Yuelin and Bo Chengjiang had also “relieved” and returned home.

Bo Anxi and Yuan Muchun had long gone out to play.

On the huge wooden dining table, there were only Old Master Bo, Bo Jinchuan, Bo Jinhang, and Shen Fanxing.

The specialty of Sichuan cuisine was spiciness. The few of them didn’t eat much, but they drank a lot of water.

“Mom called today to say that she wants to return to Hong Kong with Father first before returning to Ping Cheng to attend the engagement ceremony.”

Bo Jinchuan turned to look at Shen Fanxing and asked calmly, “Do you want to meet them first, or should we return to Ping Cheng first?”

Shen Fanxing paused and tightened her grip. “I should meet the two of them first.”

Bo Jinchuan’s dark orbs slid across her stiff hand. Under the table, he held her hand and squeezed it gently.

“Don’t be nervous.”

Old Master snorted and said, “It’s too early to be nervous.”

Bo Jinchuan glanced at the old man and said, “I’m getting someone to clean up the old residence in Ping Cheng City. After so many years, why don’t you think about how to coax your wife back?”

Shen Fanxing looked up at the old man.

She caught a whiff of gossip.

“So troublesome!”

–

After dinner, Bo Jinchuan left with Shen Fanxing.

The old man put down his chopsticks and stared at Shen Fanxing’s eager eyes, which seemed to be burning with flames.

As his biological grandson, his eagerness was obvious.

He looked as though he wanted to fight another 500 rounds!

That would definitely be endless.

Afraid of being pestered, Bo Jinhang left with Shen Fanxing and Bo Jinchuan.

When the few of them were taking a walk after dinner, Bo Jinhang kept asking Shen Fanxing in front of a third wheel.

“Sister-in-law, Sister-in-law, do you really not know how to play chess?”

“I really won’t.”

“God, I can’t believe it. Then how did you win Grandpa?”

“Brains are a good thing.”

“Grandpa is good at pestering people after losing. Since you’ve won, you’re a beginner anyway. If you give in to him in the third round, he won’t suspect you, right? Why did you win against him? You’re digging a hole for yourself, do you know that?”

“I’m not the only one in the pit.”

Bo Jinghang was puzzled.

“What do you mean?”

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