Chapter 282 Do You Still Keep Your Word?
The housekeeper looked at Murphy and said the rest of the words hesitantly, "She said that you once said in public that if I could beat you in chess, you would promise something. Does it still count?"
"Butler, grandpa is so busy every day, how can he care about these things? She is just like those people before, trying to get close to our Mo family." Murphy dropped a black ball and mocked, "I can tell she is here to cheat. I'm afraid her chess skills are not even better than mine, let alone grandpa."
"This..." The butler moved his lips and wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Murphy.
"Grandpa, you heard the housekeeper say that the girl wanted some kind of promise the moment she opened her mouth. She must be after the Mo family's things. How could she be that senior? If she looks like this, don't meet her anymore to save everyone's time. Even if we punish her in the end, our hopes will be dashed again and again."
Mr. Mo thought about it and gave up the idea of meeting the girl the housekeeper mentioned.
He is now very energetic and really too lazy to deal with those boring things.
Mr. Mo waved his hand and said, "Tell the girl on the phone to use her mind in the right way and stop thinking about taking advantage of opportunities."
The butler opened his mouth, remembering something the girl had said that he understood too well. He wanted to tell her orally but remembered it too clearly, so he just told her that it was right, "Master..."
"Butler, please go down first." Murphy looked at the chessboard, as if she was stumped. She asked the butler to leave.
The butler hesitated for a moment and then went downstairs.
Murphy glanced at the butler's departing figure and pursed his lips slightly.
As Mr. Mo got older, he doted on girls who were good at chess, and she herself felt satisfied.
If Mr. Mo really found out that other girls were better at chess than him, she would be the one abandoned without hesitation, so she had to reduce the possibility of Mr. Mo coming into contact with other chess-playing girls.
The two played a game of chess. Mr. Mo felt a little tired. Just as he was about to go upstairs to rest, a video came on the tablet on the sofa.
He is Mr. Mo's grandson, Mo Ci. Although his chess skills are not as good as Murphy's, he is still pretty good. Mr. Mo likes him very much.
"This kid, I don't know what weird stuff he has done again." Master Mo smiled.
Mo Ci likes to collect all kinds of things related to Go, like the white marble chessboard from the Ming Dynasty in front of them, which Mo Ci got from somewhere.
Mo Fei smiled reluctantly, Mo Ci was the orthodox family, and she was only from the side branch. Although she was quite favored by the master now, once Mo Ci grew up, she would have to stand aside.
The wrinkles at the corners of Mr. Mo's eyes showed a smile, and he happily opened the video.
Mo Ci was fifteen years old and had a handsome face. He said excitedly, "Grandpa, 놖 found that little sister 누. She was just like what you said. She was so amazing. In order to make the fight quick, she actually made 놖 lose in just one minute."
"What?" Master Mo was stunned.
"Hello, Mr. Mo."
Shi Han's face appeared on the screen. She was not wearing a mask, because Smith was Mr. Mo's son. She could not hide what she wanted to do from the Mo family, and her identity would be exposed sooner or later.
Mr. Mo looked at the little girl in the video.
The little girl's hair hung down in front of her chest, her black hair resting on her fair and slender neck. Her forehead was full, but what left the most profound impression was her eyes, which were calm yet bright. Mr. Mo instantly turned on the switch of his memory.
"Mr. Mo, just like what you said on the phone, you once said that if she loses you in chess, you will agree to one of her conditions. Does this promise still count now? If possible, I hope we can meet as soon as possible." Shi Han said in an urgent tone.
(End of this chapter)
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