"Little Sweetie, don't bother your older brothers and sisters. Go back and practice your piano for a while. The competition is next month, and you're still playing around."
Wen Hongying called Chen Tiantian back and turned to the others.
"Have fun, and call me if you need anything. Also, Jiamu, could you stay for dinner tonight? I'll cook some dishes to treat you properly."
Yu Jiamu nodded and replied, "Then I'll have to trouble Aunt Wen."
After Chen Tiantian was called away, Chen Xinji breathed a long sigh of relief.
He slumped limply on the sofa, then every two seconds he would spring up as if he had stepped on a spring.
"I just remembered something very important!"
Chen Xinji pointed at Yu Jiamu and said seriously, "If Ling Zhen is my older sister, then she is very likely also your older sister. Aren't you only a month older than me?"
Yu Jiamu rolled his eyes, giving him a look that said, "Are you out of your mind?"
Is this question even relevant?
"This is so meaningful! I can't be the only one who's the younger brother."
Chen Xinji turned around and grabbed Lin Zhenzhen, pressing her for her birthday.
Even if you ask the author when the original owner was born, she might not know.
Having no other choice, Lin Zhenzhen could only write down her birth date on the paper.
"March 19th?" Chen Xinji's face fell instantly.
Yu Jiamu grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.
"Looks like I'm the older brother."
"Tch, it's only three days longer."
"Even if I'm a little older, I'm still your older brother." Yu Jiamu stared straight at Lin Zhenzhen and said in a coaxing tone, "Be good, from now on I'll be your Jiamu older brother."
Lin Zhenzhen's eyelashes trembled, her eyes darting away in a panic, like a frightened little rabbit.
Chen Xinji didn't notice the interaction between the two and just lay on the recliner grumbling.
"Oh, no, you really want to play chess? That's something old men and women do, it's so boring. By the way, didn't you tell me last month that you bought a new Harley? How about we go to your house to take a look?"
Yu Jiamu ignored him, only looking down at Lin Zhenzhen, and said softly in a coaxing tone, "Want to play chess?"
Lin Zhenzhen nodded gently.
Chen Xinji retorted angrily, "Does nobody care about my thoughts? Since I'm so superfluous, fine, I'm leaving!"
"Don't go, we need you." Yu Jiamu turned his head and called out to him, chuckling, "Find the chess box for us before you leave."
...
The garden outside the Chen family villa.
Lin Zhenzhen and Yu Jiamu sat facing each other at a round table under a parasol.
The original owner didn't know how to play chess, and Lin Zhenzhen hadn't studied it systematically either. She had only learned a little bit by watching the old people play chess in the village when she was a child.
Even someone as mediocre as her could see that Yu Jiamu's chess style was sophisticated, full of deception and deception.
This was unexpected for Lin Zhenzhen.
Yu Jiamu rested his chin on his hand, looking at her with a half-smile. His posture was nonchalant, but every move he made was like a thousand troops marching through the land, causing her to retreat in defeat.
"Are you playing chess?" Chen Houwen suddenly appeared behind Lin Zhenzhen.
Yu Jiamu raised his head, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Zhenzhen and I were just playing around, just passing the time."
Chen Houwen glanced at the situation on the chessboard, then looked at Lin Zhenzhen.
Her expression was calm, showing no sign of being frustrated or exasperated by being at a disadvantage.
Her calm and unperturbed nature is exactly like her mother's.
Chen Houwen pulled out a chair and sat down, saying, "Your mother used to like playing chess too. When we first started dating, while other girls liked to go shopping and watch movies, she would drag me hiking, playing chess, and fishing."
She said she liked these things, but I knew she was just trying to save me money.
At this point, Chen Houwen slowed his speech: "Although the old days were a bit tough, looking back, there were still many fun times."
Lin Zhenzhen listened quietly as he reminisced about the past, a hint of sadness appearing in her ethereal eyes, like colorful bubbles floating in the sunlight, fragile yet beautiful.
She was moved by these words and felt empathy, her eyes welling up with tears, which made Chen Houwen feel even more affection for her.
But in reality, Lin Zhenzhen's true thoughts were simply: Men are so despicable.
system:……
Lin Zhenzhen added: Except for my male leads.
"Uncle Chen and his wife must have had a very good relationship, right?" Yu Jiamu said inappropriately. "Then why did they divorce in the first place?"
He had a smile on his lips, but his eyes were gleaming, and the intense pressure emanating from them made Chen Houwen, who had been in the business world for so many years, feel a little scared.
Upon realizing this, he frowned in annoyance and replied with a sullen face, "That was all in the past, too long ago, I can't even remember it."
"Alright." Yu Jiamu raised an eyebrow, slowly placing his chess piece down and capturing Lin Zhenzhen's checkmate.
"You lost."
His tongue pressed against the roof of his mouth, and he pronounced the four words with a tender and lingering tone: "Zhenzhen, my dear sister."
Lin Zhenzhen didn't say anything; she accepted her defeat wholeheartedly. She wrote on the paper: You're very good.
After reading the words, Yu Jiamu raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Brother has many more impressive skills to offer. I'll show you them slowly in the future."
"Xiao Zhen," Chen Houwen interrupted their conversation, "come over and tell me more about your mother."
Lin Zhenzhen snatched her notebook back from Yu Jiamu's hand and jogged into the living room.
In the original book, Chen Houwen devoted himself to his career and left the burden of taking care of his family entirely to him, but today he spent the entire afternoon talking with Lin Zhenzhen.
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