Chapter 797: Eighteen Years Old Is a Marriageable Age
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Of course, Wen Xinya and Old Mr. Mo ended up having a game of chess, just like she had wished.
It would be the best of three. Wen Xinya lost terribly. But why?
It was because of her poor chess ethics which gave Old Mr. Mo the chance to destroy her effortlessly.
Wen Xinya said indignantly, “Grampy, must you make me lose so horribly? You should have given in to me.”
Old Mr. Mo was helpless and amused while staring at her pouting her lips.
Staring at him with glistening eyes, she coaxed. “Grampy, why don’t we have another match? I definitely won’t lose so terribly this time.”
Old Mr. Mo said, “Only Si Yiyan can tolerate you and your poor chess ethics. Go, go, go… look for him when you want to play chess again.”
Wen Xinya’s eyes widened in shock, at a loss for words.
At this moment, Si Yiyan walked into the living room and caught sight of Wen Xinya behaving adorably by his standards. He smiled and asked, “You haven’t gotten the kick yet? I’ll have a game of chess with you.”
Although she had poor chess ethics, she was extremely addicted to playing chess.
Wen Xinya’s eyes lit up and stared at her grandfather domineeringly. She raised her chin smugly and said, “Grampy, someone else is here to play with me. It’s okay if you don’t want to.”
Old Mr. Mo felt extremely helpless. He was certain that it must have been Si Yiyan who spoiled her.
Si Yiyan grinned widely. She would only behave so childishly without any restrains in the Mo Family home. “You shall have a head start of five moves. How does that sound?”
Wen Xinya pinched Si Yiyan’s cheek happily and said, “You’re the best to me. Grampy doesn’t let me win at all.”
Old Mr. Mo’s face grew sullen.
Si Yiyan raised his brows, glad to hear those words from her that she would rarely say.
Wen Xinya hurriedly plotted her five moves and arranged her chess pieces in the shape of cherry blossoms around the edges of the chessboard. She felt that that would be the most advantageous arrangement for her.
“It’s only been a short while and you’ve improved again,” said Si Yiyan, who was not stingy with his compliments. He picked up the white chess pieces with his bony fingers.
Wen Xinya smiled proudly and said, “Grampy said that I’ve achieved excellence in chess, so you gotta be careful!”
Si Yiyan and Wen Xinya continued to have the game of chess.
During the game, Wen Xinya continued to attack and took away four of Si Yiyan’s chess pieces.
Wen Xinya grinned smugly and extended her fair palm, on which there were some white chess pieces that accentuated her skin. “This is the fifth!”
Si Yiyan finally set his piece down.
All of a sudden, there was a twist of events and Si Yiyan’s chess pieces were now surrounding Wen Xinya’s. She glared at him and said, “You’re so cunning. You actually read me.”
With one hand on his forehead, Si Yiyan looked at her smilingly while she rubbed her earlobe and bit her lip.
Seeing that her chess pieces were about to be “eaten”, she stared at Si Yiyan pitifully and said, “Let’s not count this round. We’ll restart.”
Old Mr. Mo could not stand it at all.
He initially thought that Si Yiyan would not give in to her. After all… he was familiar with Si Yiyan’s chess ethics.
Yet, Si Yiyan removed his chess pieces and said, “Okay, I know you were just being careless. That’s why you gave me the chance to take advantage. We’ll restart.”
Extremely thrilled, Wen Xinya looked at Si Yiyan with watery eyes.
Old Mr. Mo was speechless. He suddenly felt that that rascal Si Yiyan must have been the one who spoiled Wen Xinya rotten.
Grampy, was it really appropriate for you to malign Si Yiyan?
Wen Xinya’s poor chess ethics were due to the Mo Family’s genetics.
Old Mr. Mo was sick of watching the rest of the game. Si Yiyan had always been particular and precise when it came to chess. He would never fail to subdue and defeat his opponents in a quick, ruthless and accurate manner. It was his first time seeing Si Yiyan being so wishy-washy.
He clearly could have won right from the start. Yet, he dragged it on for so long, making Wen Xinya pout, bite her lips, frown, tug her ears, bite her fingers, steal some chess pieces, swap them around and even resort to threatening Si Yiyan. Despite being intelligent, she had no idea what he was doing at all.
He could not stand it any longer.
Si Yiyan and Wen Xinya were left alone in the living room.
Wen Xinya lamented. “I always lose to you by such a small margin. No, we must go again.”
Si Yiyan chuckled and asked, “Do you want to win?”
Wen Xinya shook her head incessantly and answered, “Of course! Who likes being on a losing streak?”
Si Yiyan hooked his pink with hers and said, “Come here and I’ll tell you how you can win.”
“Really?” Wen Xinya’s eyes lit up and she scurried towards Si Yiyan.
Si Yiyan hugged her and planted a passionate kiss on her lips. He leaned closer towards her and said, “It’s simple to win me. You can just charm me with your beauty. For example, you can seduce me. I don’t have a strong willpower, so I’ll definitely fall for it.”
After hearing his words, Wen Xinya punched his chest and rebuked. “Lecher, I knew you were up to no good. You’re really brazen, huh? You’re taking liberties with me in my Grampy’s place. Be careful, or else Grampy is going to teach you a lesson.”
Si Yiyan bit her red ear and said, “Let’s go back and find out how to win a game of chess.”
Whenever she behaved adorably during chess, he would feel an urge to take her to bed.
Wen Xinya shuddered and pushed his chest again. “Hey… don’t cross the line. Grampy might see us…”
The more she refused, the more tempted he was. He said, “Don’t worry. Grampy will be glad to see how loving we are.”
Wen Xinya glared at him and said, “Nonsense. He’s my Grampy, not yours.”
Amused to see her behaving like she was being protective over her child, Si Yiyan chuckled and said, “Yes. Your Grampy, not mine.”
Wen Xinya decided to be unreasonable. “Hey, stop it, Grampy didn’t recognize you. You can address him that way once he approves of us!”
Si Yiyan said, “That’s easy, he’ll approve of me once we get married.”
Eighteen years old was a marriageable age.
Wen Xinya pouted and said, “Dream on! I’m only 18, not 28. I don’t want to marry you so soon.”
She was indeed not planning to get married or have children at the moment yet.
Si Yiyan sighed and thought to himself,