The scumbag's little ancestor hasn't fallen off the horse

Chapter 369 Chess and Ties (The Two Years Between Him and Her 3)

After the day when he teased Feng Zhiting, Feng Zhiting began to have a feeling of "you are very bold as a woman".

The above is just Fu Xiuyao's personal guess.

There were no awkward meetings, and no other bloody stories happened.

That night, Feng Zhiting took a plane to country m.

Although he didn't know what he was going to do in country m and when he would come back, Fu Xiuyao took this opportunity to run back to school.

When the housekeeper informed her that Feng Zhiting was coming back, she slowly returned to Feng's house.

After being separated for so long, she felt that she wanted to create a character set.

For example, the girl who had missed him for a long time ran to Feng Zhiting's side excitedly after seeing Feng Zhiting's return, she was shy and shy, it was the joy of seeing her lover.

It doesn't seem to work.

She walked in the corridor on the second floor, back and forth, thinking about how to gain Feng Zhiting's trust, otherwise it would be meaningless for her to come here.

The sound of the door opening suddenly came, and Fu Xiuyao immediately reacted and walked towards the stairs.

Be graceful and gentle, and don't appear to be very purposeful.

Going down to the first floor, a handsome strange man was standing downstairs. He looked like a mixed race of East and West, with profound features.

"You are?" Wen Jianming looked at her in surprise, how could there be a woman in the Feng family?
"Master Jianming, this is the newly hired housekeeper." Chu Qi came out of the kitchen, happy to see Wen Jianming.

Fu Xiuyao: ...

Master?

If Feng Zhiting is the master, then this young master Jian Ming is...

The expression was instantly respectful, and Fu Xiuyao suddenly realized in his heart, no wonder the routine didn't work, it turned out that his son was older than her.

I admire you.

Feng Zhiting probably took super EOY.

Sensing the change in the attitude of the woman in front of him, Wen Jianming felt baffled.

"Sister Chu, this is Young Master Jianming, it belongs to the Patriarch..." Chu Qi was stunned for a while, not knowing how to introduce Wen Jianming to her.

"I understand." Fu Xiuyao nodded.

Chu Qi: ... What do you understand?
Wen Jianming asked Chu Qi, "Is the Patriarch back?"

"Come back tonight."

Wen Jianming showed regret, "Unfortunately, I found a faster solution to the deadlock last time. I believe I can win this time."

Fu Xiuyao silently listened to Wen Jianming's words, and it seemed that it would be a good idea to start with his son.

"If you are not busy, you can wait here. The owner will be happy to discuss chess with you."

Chu Qi's words made Fu Xiuyao react.

Chess?

Feng Zhiting likes to discuss chess with others.

Then it's easy to handle, she learned chess from Mr. Liu, and Mr. Liu even compiled a chess book for her to find a way to solve it.

"I can fight you." The corners of Fu Xiuyao's mouth rose, and a shrewd look flashed across his eyes.

Wen Jianming's calm eyes instantly set off a huge wave, "Really?"

Seeing the enthusiasm in his eyes, Fu Xiuyao nodded, "Yes."

"Walk."

When I came to a room on the third floor, there was a chess room after entering. Boxes of exquisite chess were placed in glass shelves.

I have to feel that Feng Zhiting's taste is elegance.

All afternoon, Fu Xiuyao played chess with Wen Jianming.

When she was bored, Wen Jianming became more and more excited.

This feeling of meeting his opponent excited him.

Crazy.

At the back, Fu Xiuyao lowered his eyelids and moved the pieces lazily, his brain speed changed from 5G to 2G.

The brain was completely squeezed out, Fu Xiuyao simply moved the car randomly, just wanting to lose the battle quickly.

"Animation."

A deep and magnetic voice came from behind, which instantly awakened the drowsy Fu Xiuyao.

She turned her stiff neck and met a pair of phoenix eyes that she hadn't seen for a long time.

It's still a familiar look, nothing changed from before leaving, not even the length of hair.

A strange feeling suddenly appeared in my heart, and I was a little happy that he came back.

But this happiness is not like the happiness of wanting to achieve a goal.

"Patriarch." Wen Jianming showed respect, but he did not forget to say, "It was cheating for you to help Chu in this way."

Only then did Fu Xiuyao remember that she was still playing chess with Wen Jianming.

Move the elephant to the upper right, just to avoid Wen Jianming's eyeing cannon.

With Feng Zhiting nearby, she became sober and serious.

He stood beside her, and the faint scent of his body came into his nostrils.

Feng Zhiting didn't answer Wen Jianming's words, but lowered his eyes to look at her profile. The girl's fair face was without makeup, and compared with the first time they met, she looked even more immature.

When I saw her, I suddenly felt a strange emotion in my heart.

Although he didn't want to admit it, when he was in country m talking to people from country a, she would flash her appearance unknowingly.

Perhaps he was teased by her before leaving, which made his memory still fresh.

But he wanted to see her a little bit, which was a strange idea.

Fu Xiuyao watched Wen Jianming's chess pieces fall into a stalemate, no matter which move he moved, his general would be eaten.

"I lost."

Wen Jianming admired him very much, and he really satisfied his chess addiction today.

Fu Xiuyao hooked a smile, for some reason he was happier than the previous victory.

He even expects compliments from those around him.

In fact, no such thing happened.

"Patriarch, it was indeed very powerful at the beginning. The method she cracked was the same as I thought. I think she can compete with you."

Fu Xiuyao tapped the table with his right index finger slowly, very satisfied with Wen Jianming's words.

"Okay." Feng Zhiting agreed.

Fu Xiuyao turned around in surprise, his smile became brighter, and his long hair fluttered slightly when he turned around, as if he had a fairy air.

Feng Zhiting was stunned for a moment.

Wei Wei avoids her gaze, "Come to the study tomorrow morning."

"Row."

To be able to get in touch with Feng Zhiting again, and to enter his study, these two months were really not in vain.

No, she lived happily for the past two months.

Feng Zhiting didn't want to see her smile again, so he turned and walked towards the study.

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The next morning, Fu Xiuyao got up. She recalled what Mr. Liu taught her last night, and thought about various chess games. She came to Feng Zhiting's study with everything ready.

The housekeeper was making tea not far away, Feng Zhiting was still reading a book, but there was a pair of exquisite small red sandalwood chess pieces on the table.

Fu Xiuyao walked across to him and smiled, "Patriarch, I'm here."

The butler snickered not far away, and there were two teacups on the plate next to the teapot.

"You sit."

Feng Zhiting closed the book and put it on the small bookshelf on the desk.

Fu Xiuyao sat across from him, Feng Zhiting opened the chess box and placed the chess pieces.

She plays green chess.

The contest started silently.

When the butler brought over two cups of tea, he felt the tension in the air, and his smile deepened.

It's really a good thing to meet your opponent.

Having a well-matched opponent is no less than the joy of meeting Bole.

Conquering the strong is what the strong like.

Fu Xiuyao kept furrowing his brows, Feng Zhiting's expression was stern and did not seem to have changed, but he never underestimated her from the very beginning.

The dense water vapor gradually dissipated, and the boiling tea slowly cooled.

From eight o'clock in the morning to eleven o'clock, three hours ended with Fu Xiuyao's failure.

"Come again." Fu Xiuyao finally understood why Wen Jianming was so paranoid.

After losing once, her desire to continue became stronger.

"Tomorrow." Feng Zhiting packed up the chess.

"it is good."

The butler has been watching the two play chess. He can understand the chess game. At first, the difference between the two is not big. Afterwards, the situation is obviously towards the owner.

"Drink tea." The butler replaced the untouched tea with re-brewed tea.

Fu Xiuyao took the teacup and drank it in one gulp. She was indeed thirsty, not to mention her feeling was abnormal compared to normal people.

Feng Zhiting watched her drink tea quickly, without telling her that the cup she was holding was his.

The next day, Fu Xiuyao fought again.

This time she was still the one who failed, and the speed of losing was faster than yesterday.

On the third day, Fu Xiuyao fought three times.

This time it still ended in failure.

On the fourth day, Feng Zhiting explicitly rejected her and asked her to challenge Wen Jianming after they had improved in the competition.

Fu Xiuyao became more courageous as he became more frustrated, quite like the protagonist of a TV series who has been defeated and defeated repeatedly.

Wen Jianming became the biggest winner in the confrontation between Fu Xiuyao and Feng Zhiting, and for no reason gained a powerful chess friend.

One day, while the two were playing chess, they suddenly talked about Father's Day.

"Wen Jianming, Father's Day is coming soon." Fu Xiuyao reminded.

Wen Jianming didn't understand, "I'm not married yet."

"No, don't you need to express something?"

Wen Jianming:?

"For example, a small gift for the Patriarch." Fu Xiuyao said clearly.

Wen Jianming showed embarrassment, "I've never given a Father's Day gift before."

"Don't you have the same love for the head of the family as you do for your father?"

Wen Jianming stared at the chess game, thinking about Fu Xiuyao's words, and finally gave the answer, "Yes."

"That's right." Fu Xiuyao clapped his hands, "I'll take care of your Father's Day gift for you."

The simple Wen Jianming was overjoyed, "Thank you so much at the beginning."

Chu Qi, who was watching the battle from the sidelines: ...Master Jianming, why didn't you find anything strange?
·
After playing against Wen Jianming for a month, Fu Xiuyao's chess skills have improved a lot.

On Father's Day, Fu Xiuyao walked into Feng Zhiting's study with the gift she carefully prepared.

Hiding the gift behind her back, she walked with her hands behind her back.

Feng Zhiting raised his eyes and saw that this action had malicious intentions.

Should she commit suicide with a knife?

A look of vigilance appeared in his eyes, Feng Zhiting narrowed his eyes slightly, ready to defend at any time.

In the next second, a gentle smile appeared on her face. Unlike the usual polite and alienated feeling, this smile was more brilliant and gentle.

Let people sink, forget to guard.

Fu Xiuyao took out the exquisitely packaged striped cuboid box from behind and put it on Feng Zhiting's desk.

"This is?" Feng Zhiting was surprised by this "gift".

"A present for you on Father's Day." Fu Xiuyao chuckled.

Feng Zhiting: ...

Children, do you know what it means to give a Father's Day gift?

When did he need her for a Father's Day gift?
Fu Xiuyao naturally understood the helplessness in his eyes, she just wanted to find a reason to give him a gift, but the housekeeper didn't even know his birthday, so he had to give gifts during the holidays.

But the nearest festival is only Qixi Festival, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is a little further away, so it is not suitable for gift giving.

While Father's Day isn't appropriate either, that's okay.

"I sent it for Wen Jianming." She didn't forget to ask Wen Jianming to take the blame.

Feng Zhiting: ...

Wen Jianming was not his son either.

"You want to be my daughter?" Feng Zhiting came to such a conclusion after thinking in his heart.

Fu Xiuyao blinked and looked cute, "If you lack a daughter, I can be your caring little padded jacket."

Feng Zhiting: ...

"I have no shortage of daughters."

Fu Xiuyao nodded knowingly, with a look on his face that I understood.

Powerful people have many illegitimate children outside, which is normal.

Feng Zhiting understood her expression. How did this child's brain circuit be so different?
He took the gift and opened it directly in front of her.

Fu Xiuyao looked into his eyes, trying to see his inner thoughts.

With deep eyes, she couldn't see his emotions.

Feng Zhiting looked at the tie inside the box, feeling helpless.

Does this child understand the meaning of a woman giving a man a tie?

Fu Xiuyao naturally understood, but now she brought Wen Jianming's perspective, isn't it normal for a son to give his father a tie?

Feng Zhiting took out a black tie, with silver stripes on it, black and silver intertwined, touching it lightly, the texture was smooth.

"I designed this myself." Seeing that he was satisfied, Fu Xiuyao explained: "Patriarch, you usually like to wear black suits with black ties. Generally speaking, it is a bit monotonous and old-fashioned. If you change to a tie, you will feel calm. , will look younger."

Feng Zhiting was fine when he heard it before, but why did he think she was saying he was old after hearing it?
Although he was several years older than her, he was not as old as her old father.

She also didn't know why she thought Wen Jianming was his son, obviously he was about the same age as Wen Jianming.

"Do you like it?" Fu Xiuyao finally asked.

Generally, when people ask this question, they want a favorite answer.

Feng Zhiting naturally liked it, even before he opened it.

It's not a gift for business or entertainment. He likes the feeling that someone prepares a gift for him.

Maybe it's because it's her.

The charming peach blossom eyes are like peach blossoms in full bloom in spring, stunning and beautiful.

But the word like is stuck in the throat after all.

Some are hard to say.

He never said he liked the word.

When Fu Xiuyao's smile was about to freeze, Feng Zhiting took out a small red sandalwood chess from the drawer.

"Compare a game to test how much your ability has improved."

Fu Xiuyao: ...

Row.

She was sitting opposite Feng Zhiting, still holding the green chess.

Feng Zhiting found that this time she played chess faster and more steadily than before.

Full of confidence, just like playing chess for the first time.

Three and 10 minutes later, the board was deadlocked.

Every move will affect the outcome.

Feng Zhiting's stern face became more and more serious.

Fu Xiuyao's brows and eyes were cold, and various possibilities flashed through his mind quickly.

Feng Zhiting moved the car, and Fu Xiuyao moved and fired the cannon to defend.

The sun outside the window gradually dimmed, and dark clouds covered the sun.

The study room suddenly became dark, but no one turned on the lights.

As if to set off the chilling atmosphere of the room, the wind outside was howling and blowing towards the big tree, and the air was filled with the smell before the storm.

Lightning struck violently, and Fu Xiuyao held the cannon in his hand and devoured Commander Hong who was guarding Feng Zhiting.

The tense heartstrings finally relaxed, holding the handsome man in his hand, he raised his hand to wipe the unwarranted sweat from his forehead.

There was a violent storm outside, and in the dark room, Fu Xiuyao's smile was as bright as the sun.

The lack of light exposure concealed the tiny smile on the corner of Feng Zhiting's mouth.

Fu Xiuyao was playing with the chess in his hand, and the handsome handwriting was sharp and unrestrained, like Feng Zhiting's handwriting.

The right hand is gently rubbing the chess pieces in his hand, and the white fingers are more delicate under the reddish-brown chess set.

Feng Zhiting looked at her quietly and did not speak for a long time.

·
In the evening, when Feng Zhiting was packing up the chess, he looked at the handsome red on the board, picked it up silently, and put it in the drawer.

Since then, this chess set has never been used again, and there is an extra chess set in the desk that he uses to caress from time to time.

In the deep eyes, there was a warmth that he couldn't detect.

At this time, Feng Zhiting brought the gift box to the room and took out the tie inside.

The silver stripe shimmered slightly, and he thought of what she had said.

Look youthful.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but he went to the mirror and put on his tie.

As he tied his silky tie, he was thinking about her.

Emotions germinated quietly in my heart.

　Explain the history of the chess that has been playing before~
　　The relationship between the two is quietly sprouting in the heart, unconsciously.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)