Chapter 302: Three hundred and one, playing chess Chapter 302: Three hundred and one, playing chess Song Yanxue knocked on the door for a long time, yet Qin Yushen didn’t open it, so she simply sat down by the door of Qin Yushen’s room. She didn’t want to go home now and had nowhere else to go.
“Miss Song, as you can see, the young master really isn’t at home. You might as well go back. When the young master returns, I will tell him you were here,” the servant said, feeling helpless. If she could, she really wanted to drive Song Yanxue away. She had seen people with thick skins but never anyone as persistent as Song Yanxue, who continued to cling to the young master even though it was clear he didn’t like her.
Song Yanxue glared at the servant, “I’ll wait for him. You may leave.”
The servant shook her head helplessly and turned to leave. She was just a servant, after all—what could she do if she disapproved of Song Yanxue?
Song Yan Ning came to the Song Family, and her main purpose for being here was to see what the Cultivation Technique was that Song Yanxue had obtained.
“Xiao Ning, how do you have time to visit your grandfather?” Mr. Song was very happy to see Song Yan Ning.
“I came to tell you, I’ll be going back the day after tomorrow,” Song Yan Ning said, sitting opposite Mr. Song.
“You really don’t plan to stay in Beijing?” Mr. Song truly hoped Song Yan Ning would stay in Beijing. The more she stayed, the higher the chances she would visit the Song Family. Although Xiao Xue was also excellent now, he valued Xiao Ning more. She had a calm and reserved character, unlike Xiao Xue’s obvious ambition.
“Mm,” Song Yan Ning nodded.
“Are you and Xiao Shen not getting along well now? If you stay in Beijing, you can see him often,” Mr. Song said. He had always valued Yushen and hoped he could become his granddaughter’s husband. Now that he saw how well they were getting along, he was happy for them.
“I’ve made my decision,” Song Yan Ning said, her Divine Sense having already scanned the Cultivation Secret Book that Mr. Song had hidden in a secret compartment in his study. With a move of her Divine Sense, she took the secret book and replaced it with a manual on Ancient Martial Arts Cultivation Technique.
Mr. Song nodded, knowing Song Yan Ning’s temperament. When she made up her mind, it was difficult for others to change it, “Then you must come back to Beijing often. Xiao Yang and Xiao Li also need your guidance.” The more Xiao Ning and Xiao Li spent time together as siblings, the better their relationship would be. Even if she didn’t become the head of the Song Family in the future, she would surely take care of Xiao Yang and Xiao Li.
Song Yan Ning nodded slightly and stood up, “I’m going back.” She had achieved her goal.
“Xiao Ning, how about playing a game of chess with your grandfather?” Mr. Song looked at Song Yan Ning with a hopeful face. He mainly wanted to find out if Xiao Ning knew how to play chess.
“Alright,” said Song Yan Ning, unable to refuse upon seeing Mr. Song’s expectant look. It was only this one time, after all.
Mr. Song revealed a joyful smile, quickly instructing the butler to bring the chess set over.
“Xiao Ning, would you like to play as white or black?” Mr. Song asked, smiling at Song Yan Ning.
“White,” said Song Yan Ning. White or black made no difference to her.
“Good,” Mr. Song handed the case of white chess pieces to Song Yan Ning, “Then I’ll make the first move.”
He picked up a piece and placed it on the board.
Song Yan Ning reached out, took a white piece, and placed it to the right side of a black piece.
Mr. Song laughed heartily and took another black piece to place on the board.
Song Yan Ning followed suit promptly.
The two of them took turns, seemingly calm, but the chessboard was already fraught with malicious intent.
The more they played, the happier Mr. Song became. Xiao Ning’s skill in chess was far beyond his expectations. He really couldn’t understand how Yang Lisheng and his wife had taught Xiao Ning to be so outstanding.