Looking up, the person coming was Xie An.
"Why are you here?" Song Yuehua asked curiously.
Xie An smiled and pointed to the chess table next to him, "Let's play a game of chess."
Although Song Yuehua was not very good at it, she still sat over reluctantly, "What's the matter?"
"No hurry, play chess first."
The first move made by Song Yuehua made Xie An pause.
After three moves, Xie An leaned back and sighed heavily, "Boss Song, you'd better not get off."
Song Yuehua, "..."
"You're not doing anything important, so why do you have the leisure to come over here to play chess with me?" Song Yuehua asked him.
Xie An picked up the tea and took a sip. "I don't have the time, I just passed by here and came to look for you."
"You came to look for me specially?" Song Yuehua said with a smile, "When have I ever had such an honor?"
After he finished the tea in his cup, Xie An spoke, "The second brother has not married a woman from the Yi tribe. Give him some time."
"What about the Saint Girl of the Yi Clan?"
Xie An said calmly, "Kill him."
Seeing Song Yuehua's stunned expression, Xie An smiled and said, "You are really as useless as the second brother. Don't worry, there are many ways, but they are more troublesome."
Song Yuehua finally breathed a sigh of relief, "You are such a meddlesome brother."
"I'm a nice person." Xie An fanned himself and chuckled.
Song Yuehua snorted and laughed.
"Xie Feng has too many things and too many favors. We are not the same people."
Song Yuehua pressed the chess piece to slide on the chessboard and said slowly, "These things that trapped him can't trap me."
Xie An held her finger and asked, "Are you in a hurry to get married?"
“No hurry.”
"That's good," Xie An said, "In three or maybe five years, there won't be any shackles anymore. You and Lao Er will be free."
Song Yuehua pulled out the chess piece and said, "I don't plan to get married for now, but I don't want to promise you anything either."
"You will wait."
After saying this, Xie An left.
Song Yuehua stared at the chess pieces on the board in a daze.
"Boss?"
Xiang Chen came over and looked at the messy chess pieces on the board without saying a word.
"Please help me collect it. I'm going to the market."
When she reached the door, Song Yuehua suddenly remembered something: that guy hadn't paid for the game of chess yet!
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