Xiao Qianqian was extremely annoyed. She glanced at the dance floor and saw that Xiao Ge and Shan Shan were still dancing. She didn't want to spoil their fun.
She picked up her bag and quietly left the banquet hall.
After she went outside, she sent a message to her best friend saying that she wasn't feeling well and would be going home first.
She walked to the side of the road, hailed a car, and prepared to go home first.
Inside the Xiao family villa, the old man played several rounds of chess with Ye Bosen, ultimately losing one game 2-3. Of course, he didn't know that the two games he narrowly won were actually won by Ye Bosen letting him win.
Now sitting in the seat is Mr. Xiao. His thick eyebrows are furrowed, and he has been picking up and putting down the black chess piece several times without making a final decision.
Seeing Mr. Xiao's hesitation, Ye Bosen said softly, "Uncle, you can place your move here, and then I..." Before Ye Bosen could finish speaking, Mr. Xiao interrupted him, "You don't need to teach me, I can play by myself."
After saying that, they went down to that location as Ye Bosen had instructed.
Ye Bosen chuckled softly and then fell silent.
Even Xiao's mother, watching from the sidelines, couldn't bear it anymore. "Watching you play chess is exhausting. Can't you be more decisive? You keep stopping and starting, moving one piece at a time."
"What do you know? I call this thinking thrice before acting."
"Hahaha, we won! We won!" Mr. Xiao placed a piece, finally securing the victory. He happily picked up his teacup and took a sip.
Ye Bosen across from him smiled and said, "Uncle, you're really amazing."
"Oh dear, Ah Sen, thank you for your generosity, thank you for your generosity. You didn't play very well either."
Xiao Qianqian, who had rushed in from the door, stopped the leg she had just lifted. It seemed she had worried too much; these people got along very well.
Just as Xiao's mother was about to go to the bathroom, she saw Xiao Qianqian at the door.
"Qianqian? Weren't you going to a banquet? Why are you back so soon?"
Xiao Qianqian touched her head. "Mom, I have a bit of a headache, so I came back first."
"Your head hurts. Is it serious? Shall I have Dr. Tang come and take a look?"
"No, Mom, I think I've caught a cold. I'll go upstairs and take some cold medicine later."
Ye Bosen, who was still playing chess, looked over, a hint of amazement and worry flashing in his eyes.
In the afternoon, he was so engrossed in playing chess with the old man that he didn't even notice her leaving. He never expected that this young woman, dressed in a formal gown and with light makeup, would look like a completely different person. She was tall and curvaceous, with her hair styled in an updo, and a few playful strands dangling from her ears, making her appear even more elegant and charming.
He stood up, walked over, and said gently, "Let me take you to the hospital to get checked out."
When Xiao Qianqian saw him approaching and offering to take her to the hospital, her face flushed slightly. She was too embarrassed to tell him that she was faking it.
She waved her hand to ease the awkwardness. "It's okay, it's okay. You go and have fun. I'll go upstairs, take some medicine, and get some sleep. Maybe I was in the air conditioning for too long last night."
"Are you really alright?"
"Oh, really, really, go play now, look, Dad's still waiting for you." After saying that, she pushed him toward the table.
“Look how much Asen cares about you,” Mrs. Xiao said, beaming from ear to ear.
"Mom~~~"
"Alright, alright, that's enough. Go upstairs, take your medicine, and get some sleep."
"good."
Xiao's mother really didn't know what to do with this daughter.
Xiao Qianqian hurried upstairs, not wanting anyone to discover her thoughts.
Ye Bosen, who had just sat down at the table, glanced at the direction of the stairs. Seeing that the little woman's steps were a bit flustered, he immediately understood and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
Xiao Qianqian returned to her room, drank some water, and lay on the bed, her mind filled with thoughts.
She recalled Ye Bosen's gentle gaze and caring words, and a ripple of emotion stirred within her.
"Could it be that I've really fallen for him?" Xiao Qianqian muttered to herself.
She shook her head, trying to get those thoughts out of her mind.
"No, I can't like him. He's just suffering from amnesia and has forgotten his past. Once he regains his memories, he'll leave."
She had been thinking about random things for a long time, and her head was starting to spin.
Xiao Qianqian decided to get some rest and stop thinking about these things. She closed her eyes and gradually drifted off to sleep.
Xiao Qianqian was sleeping soundly, but Ye Bosen, who was sitting at the chess table, was a little absent-minded. He casually placed a chess piece in his hand. The old man next to him opened his eyes wide, looked at the chessboard, and found it incredible.
"Ah Sen, the worst thing you can do in chess is to be distracted. Look at the move you made, it turned a winning game into a losing one. Sigh, young people are still too impatient."
After the old man finished speaking, he smiled, picked up his teacup and took a sip. He realized that ever since his granddaughter came back, the boy had started to lose focus when playing chess. He would play a perfectly good game, proceeding step by step, but one wrong move would lead to his defeat.
However, he would be quite satisfied if this young man could become his granddaughter's husband.
Ye Bosen was slightly taken aback when he heard the old man's words, then smiled and said, "Grandpa is right. I was just daydreaming." He glanced subtly at the direction of the stairs, feeling a little worried about Xiao Qianqian.
At this moment, Xiao Qianqian was dreaming. She dreamed that Ye Bosen had regained his memory and left the Xiao family. She tried her best to catch up with him, but she could never catch up with him. In the end, she could only watch helplessly as he disappeared from sight.
Xiao Qianqian woke up from her dream with a heavy heart. She decided to suppress her feelings and prevent them from taking root.
"You're awake? How are you feeling?" Ye Bosen's concerned voice suddenly rang out.
"I...I'm fine, how did you get in?" Xiao Qianqian looked at Ye Bosen nervously.
"My aunt asked me to come up and check on you. I noticed you hadn't come down yet and I was worried that you might be very ill."
"I'm fine. I just took a nap and I feel much better. You don't need to worry."
"It's alright. Your aunt and uncle were very worried about you. Why don't you change your clothes and go downstairs quickly?"
"good."
Ye Bosen didn't want to stay in her room, so he gave her a few instructions and left.
Seeing the man coming downstairs, Xiao's mother hurriedly asked, "Is Qianqian alright?"
"Don't worry, Auntie. Qianqian is fine. She felt much better after a nap and will be coming down in a bit."
"Good, it's good that you're alright. This daughter is so old and still can't take care of herself. It's really worrying."
"You're always worrying about her, but I think our daughter is taking good care of herself," Mr. Xiao couldn't help but bicker with Mrs. Xiao again.
"It's fine, what's so good about it? You men are just careless."
"Yes, yes, yes, you're so thoughtful." Mr. Xiao was speechless.
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