Beifeng has set off for country X. Before leaving, he gave Beijing a thousand and one instructions.
"Make sure you eat well and listen to Junchen," Bei Jing nodded repeatedly before boarding the Bei family's private plane, turning back every few steps.
Just before boarding the plane, he sighed to himself, "Oh, my life is full of worry." Oh, his delicate little sister, like a flower bud.
Others: No, your sister isn't delicate, she's clearly very fierce and violent!!!
Bei Jing lay on the large bed in the room Jun Chen had prepared for her. The overall decor of the bedroom leaned towards a classical style.
Four or five steps away was a large floor-to-ceiling window. Bei Jing stood up, drew back the curtains, and the sight that met her eyes made her freeze for a moment.
In the center of the large courtyard is a stream, and in the middle of the stream, a small plot of land is cleared out, where clusters of neatly trimmed, emerald green bamboo grow tall.
Strange rocks are scattered around the courtyard, with unknown vines twining around them. At the foot of the rocks, various plants and flowers grow, and several butterflies flutter among them.
A solid black marble table stands on a pebble-paved floor, surrounded by five stone benches.
Jun Chen, dressed casually, was sitting on a stone bench with a chessboard in front of him. He was switching between holding white and black pieces.
He was playing chess against himself.
Northview “…”
Living in a large, antique-style courtyard house, the head of the Jun family, after washing up, drinks tea and plays chess—he's quite the health-conscious person…
However, the scene before her eyes truly shocked Bei Jing. She thought her own garden was already extravagant enough, but she never expected Jun Chen's courtyard to be even more extravagant than hers.
Jun Chen, who was holding a white piece, felt a gaze coming from the second floor and looked up.
He then saw his brother's beloved little sister standing by the window, staring intently at him. His hand holding the chess piece paused slightly.
Hmm? A pretty little guy?
A gentle smile touched her usually aloof and noble face as she beckoned to Bei Jing, signaling him to come over.
Bei Jing raised an eyebrow, but still obediently went to where Jun Chen was and calmly sat down opposite him.
"Do you know how to play chess?" The voice wasn't as cold as usual, but carried a faint gentleness.
"Yes." For some reason, Junchen made her feel very comfortable.
"The next game?" The voice remained gentle, like a spring breeze in March.
“Okay.” Bei Jing picked up a black piece, his dark eyes calm.
The chessboard is like a battlefield, where every move can be crucial in determining victory or defeat.
Bei Jing's black pieces displayed sharpness, relentlessly pressing forward, while the white pieces retreated again and again.
But at the last moment, Junchen always manages to turn the tide, making a crucial move that reverses the entire game.
Bei Jing's dark eyes shifted with the changing game of chess, from initial indifference to a gleam of keen interest, and finally to utter defeat.
"I lost."
"That's pretty good." The little guy's chess skills surprised him.
Lingling sighed, "Does Lord Feng have to be so clueless? Doesn't he even know how to give way to his woman? He's hopeless!"
"Second Master, breakfast is ready," the servant said.
Junchen nodded. "Let's go, little one, it's time to eat."
He had promised Beifeng that he would make sure the little guy ate properly.
Bei Jing frowned. The little one? Her?
"Beijing." He emphasized his name.
"I know." Jun Chen chuckled. That kid Bei Feng was always talking about his little sister, it was hard for him not to know.
"But I think the little one would suit you better. You're so petite, aren't you?"
Northview “…”
As a result, Bei Jing ate more breakfast than usual today, because he didn't want someone to call him "little guy."
A man revealed a sly smile: "The little guy is so good."
When the North Wind found out, it thought to itself: Holy crap! Is this even possible?!
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