Everyone in the room noticed Quanzi's anger, except for Master Nie, who was still talking nonsense.

"Looks are secondary; the most important thing is being able to play chess. Ask your junior to get more chess scores so he can play with me. It's no fun for me to play alone since you don't play with me."

The room temperature immediately rose, as if spring had arrived and the ice and snow had melted. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this simpleton just wanted a chess partner, and almost made people misunderstand that the couple was having problems in their sex life!

They really don't know how to talk. If they want to find someone to play chess with, they should just say so. Instead, they're making it so ambiguous. No wonder Quanzi thought the wrong thing, and they all thought the same thing.

Robots in island nations are designed for that purpose; who would spend a fortune to buy a robot to play chess with? They're just throwing money away.

"You want a robot to play chess with you? And do nothing else?" Quanzi asked softly.

Master Nie blinked in confusion, "What else can a robot do? Can it cook and wash dishes? Can it do laundry? That way you can make things easier for yourself."

He had wanted to hire a nanny to help with the housework for a long time, but Quanzi disagreed. She didn't like strangers coming into the house and preferred to work harder herself so she could exercise. In addition, Quanzi would ask Master Nie to help with the housework so that he wouldn't lie around all day and become increasingly plump.

Master Nie complained incessantly, and every few days he would chat with Quanzi about the nanny, but Quanzi always rejected his suggestion.

"Is that all? Nothing else?" Quanzi was still a little uneasy. She thought that Master Nie was not satisfied with their sex life, which was very important. She wanted to know what was not good enough so that she could try to correct it. This was her duty as a wife.

Master Nie shook his head. Robots aren't real people, so how can they do everything? It's good enough if they can cook, do laundry, and play chess. We can't expect too much; that would be too inhumane.

Quanzi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She had been overthinking things. Her cousin was right. You can't play tricks on this simpleton. Just ask him directly and say what you want to say. If you try to play tricks on him, he'll be fine. He doesn't care at all. The one who tries to play tricks will be the one who gets angry first.

My cousin summarized it with a particularly philosophical saying: "No moves are the best moves."

No matter how cunning you are, Master Nie always remains unchanged and refuses to take the bait. In the end, this simpleton always wins. My cousin has verified this statement with countless bloody lessons. After that, she stopped trying to outsmart Master Nie and said that if that didn't work, she would just slap him across the face. A thousand kind words are not as good as a slap.

However, Quanzi still couldn't understand, and just as she was about to ask, Ye Qingqing asked for her, "Master, since it's just playing chess, why does he have to look like Marilyn Monroe?"

Master Nie pointed at Quanzi, "She likes things like Marilyn Monroe; you have to like the things you display at home."

Quanzi looked bewildered. When did she say she liked Marilyn Monroe? She doesn't even like female celebrities; she likes male celebrities like Marlon Brando. Who has fooled this simpleton this time?

"I don't like Marilyn Monroe. I like male stars like Marlon Brando or Tomokazu Miura. Who told you that I like Marilyn Monroe?"

Master Nie blinked in confusion, and it took him a while to react. He pointed at Tsumabuki Minami and said, "My wife said that you like Marilyn Monroe the most. Last time I went to the United States, I bought a lot of Marilyn Monroe's photo books and posters. He said to take a look first. Have you given them to me yet?"