Five Villain Daddies Are Fighting To Spoil Me

"Sangsang is the best at playing chess."

The little guy raised his little hand, looked up at his childish little face and looked at old man Su expectantly.

Grandpa Su: "..."

He patted the little guy's head in embarrassment, signaling him to stop making trouble.

"good."

"Would you like to play with you after Grandpa finishes this game?"

Mr. Su hugged the little girl in front of him on his lap, twisted the white pieces in the chess box with his fingers and wiped his eyes with deep thought.

No matter how you look at it, it's a game to lose, but in front of his little granddaughter, Grandpa Su doesn't want to lose too badly.

So the old man held the chess piece hesitantly and wanted to drop it, planning to delay for a while.

Mr. Huo snorted coldly, "Struggling to death."

Seeing this, the little guy shook his calf slightly, mustered up the courage to grab Old Man Su's hand, and didn't let him fall.

Under the loving gaze of the other party's raised eyebrows, the little girl's curly eyelashes drooped slightly, twisting the chess piece and leaning over to press it lightly, the white piece landed on the chessboard crisply.

Mr. Su didn't see the trick, so he smiled helplessly and acted like a kid messing around.

He said slowly, "Forget it, you're going to lose anyway, as long as Sangsang is having fun."

This attitude is by no means intolerant.

Mr. Huo glanced at him enviously, and snorted slightly.

"Letting Sangsang play chess for you is really shameless."

Grandpa Su was so proud of holding his granddaughter, he was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "Sangsang likes me as a grandfather, so you can be sour by yourself."

When the two were bickering, Mr. Huo followed Ye Sang to his son without a trace.

At first, he was able to do a job with ease, but in the end, Mr. Huo's casual expression gradually became serious.

In the end, Grandpa Huo actually ignored Mr. Su's provocation and focused on the chess game in front of him.

Grandpa Su raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help reminding: "What? You still plan to bully Sangsang, a child?"

It's just playing with the little guy, why are you so serious.

Mr. Huo looked at the little girl in front of him with a complicated expression.

Ye Sang leaned over slightly, and with the crisp fingertips of the chess pieces falling, the tightly trapped white pieces broke out of the encirclement as if they were clearing the clouds.

Mr. Huo looked at the chessboard without blinking, and his expression was slightly dazed for a moment. Looking at the surroundings of Bai Ziluo, his heart was a little chilled.

"Sangsang..." He raised his eyes, hesitated to speak, looked at the little girl in front of him, and asked unwillingly, "Where did you learn it?"

If it was said that Sangsang was able to win at the beginning because he was not focused on the chessboard, but with Bai Zi's pressing step by step, Mr. Huo had to try his best to trap the opponent.

Heizi, who was at ease before, became extremely passive in the end.

Old Master Su's eyes fell lightly on the chess board, his pupils froze slightly, he hugged the little girl with dangling calves in his arms, a deep sense of astonishment and disbelief flashed in his eyes.

He stared at the chess board closely, full of astonishment.

"You, you didn't let her in, did you?" Grandpa Su muttered to himself.

Mr. Huo glared at him angrily, "Who are you looking down on?" He really didn't care at first, but who knew that the kid behind him was really so smart.

Grandpa Huo looked slightly solemn, looked at the well-behaved little granddaughter in front of him, and said, "Sangsang, tell grandpa honestly, who taught you this?"

It's okay to learn Danqing and calligraphy without a teacher, but no one taught this child how did he get such a high level of comprehension in Go?

It's shocking to say the least.

Ye Sang was originally happy and wanted to seek praise from his grandpas, but in the end, seeing Mr. Huo's serious expression, the little guy pursed his lips, and his hair slowly drooped down.

The little girl reluctantly put her face on her face, and said in a naive voice, "I, my grandfather said so."

"No break, no stand..."

"Break and then stand."

Even though she doesn't really understand it.

She had seen this chess game before when her grandpas played chess.

Grandpa Xiao told himself that if you put it to death, you will live again, as the saying goes.

Ye Sang has always had a good memory.

Grandpa Xiao once taught her a lot of solutions.

No matter how stupid this kind of chess is, it will be solved after seeing it too many times.

Master Huo's mouth twitched.

Here comes another grandpa.

Is this little girl's grandfather Ruyun?

Old man Su hugged the little girl in his arms with a bright smile, his eyes were full of love and doting.

He didn't care what Mr. Huo thought.

Grandpa Su only knew that his little granddaughter was a genius.

Even the research on Go is not inferior to his grandfather.

Grandpa Su couldn't help muttering to himself, "The most correct thing that little bastard Su Ye did was to bring Sangsang home."

If his precious granddaughter was really snatched away by other brats, there would be nowhere to cry.

Seeing this, Mr. Huo pondered and said, "Sangsang, what's the history of your grandfathers?"

The calligraphy and Danqing, as well as the current Go game, made people have to doubt the identity of the little girl who raised her in the past.

Ye Sang shook her little feet slightly, blinked her round cat eyes, and said in a childish voice, "Grandpa is number one."

She pursed her lips and muttered, "Because the number one friend is the number one."

Then Ye Sang's childhood was surrounded by a group of first-class grandpas.

Under the attack of those first grandparents, it is also fortunate that the little guy is an optimist with a good attitude. Even if she is useless in various aspects, it does not prevent her from being heartless.

Mr. Huo barely understood, he didn't think the child was joking, so he tentatively said: "Sangsang means that their number one refers to the number one in all fields?"

The little girl nodded her head obediently, lying limply in the arms of old man Su, her little mouth twitched a little sleepy.

"Hiss." Mr. Huo gasped slightly.

No. 1 in every field.

What kind of gangsters are these?

He looked at the child in front of him with a complicated expression, only feeling that his mind was in chaos.

So, what is the origin of their family Sangsang?

Even Mr. Huo, who used to call the shots in the mall, couldn't guess this question.

Grandpa Su patted the little guy's head, and his eyes were a bit complicated.

No. 1 in every field?

If Sangsang didn't lie.

So have they really snatched this child?

Just when the two grandpas were in complicated moods, Ye Sang's soft milk cavity sounded, "Grandpa~"

"Huh?" Old Master Su came back to his senses and responded with a smile, apparently still absent-minded about what happened just now.

The little guy grabbed his clothes, and the little milky voice whispered softly, "Sangsang won."

Grandpa Su smiled, "Does Sangsang want any reward?"

He rubbed the little guy's head and said, "Everything Grandpa can do will satisfy you."

The little girl's eyes lit up, and the voice of the little milk was childish, "Then grandpa...can you let Papa go back to the game?"