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After lunch, Zhang Yifan was feeling quite exhausted.

I didn't sleep all night, plus I played five exciting games of chess with the old man.

At this moment, he felt that his energy bar was completely depleted, his eyelids were drooping, and his mind was not working.

He stood up and said he would find a hotel to rest.

Grandma then spoke up: "Why go to a hotel? Just rest at home."

Zhang Yifan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at Shen Zhiyi.

Shen Zhiyi's face turned red at a visible speed, spreading from her ears all the way to her neck, and she even forgot to put down the teacup she was holding.

He hesitated and said, "Ah... this is a bit inappropriate, isn't it?"

Lu Tingzhou stood up, grabbed Zhang Yifan by the back of his collar, and said irritably, "What are you thinking, kid! There are plenty of guest rooms in the house, go find a guest room and sleep!"

As she spoke, she pulled him into the corridor, her steps so fast that Zhang Yifan almost tripped on the threshold.

Lu Tingzhou pushed open the door to a guest room and pushed Zhang Yifan inside.

The room wasn't big, but it was spotless. The sheets had just been changed, and the pillows still smelled of fresh laundry detergent.

Just as he was about to close the door, he turned back and pointed at Zhang Yifan with his finger: "Although playing a few games of chess has changed my opinion of you, you'd better stay in this room obediently. If you don't behave... hmph!"

Zhang Yifan quickly promised to be absolutely honest.

Shen Zhiyi, blushing, called out from behind, "Grandpa, what nonsense are you talking about! Ugh, I'm ignoring you."

Then she covered her face and ran away.

Lu Tingzhou snorted at Zhang Yifan again and closed the door.

Zhang Yifan lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling light, reflecting on his experiences from last night until now.

From Jicheng to Liancheng, from a midnight dash to a sunrise at the seaside, from confessing love to a steamed bun overturning, from a noodle shop to grandma's house, from Gomoku to Chinese chess.

All of this can only be described in four words: dreamlike and illusory.

Shen Zhiyi actually became his girlfriend.

He himself couldn't believe it.

Moreover, he is now living at her maternal grandparents' house and spent the whole morning playing chess with her maternal grandfather.

Shen Zhiyi, who was as cold as an iceberg in class, would act coquettishly in front of her grandparents. She would hug her grandfather's arm and swing it back and forth, and say "Oh, I'm not talking to you anymore" before running away with a blush on her face.

I wonder what she'll be like when she acts cute and affectionate towards me in the future.

Zhang Yifan began to imagine Shen Zhiyi acting cute towards him, but the scene gradually started to look strange...

As he pondered, he closed his eyes and his breathing gradually became even and long.

Lu Wanqing is currently in her daughter's room.

Shen Zhiyi sat on the edge of the bed, her hands supporting her on the edge, her legs swinging back and forth, a smile still lingering on her lips.

"Mom, what do you think of him?"

"Him? He's a very outstanding boy."

Lu Wanqing sat down next to her daughter, her tone gentle yet earnest.

"It's obvious that Grandpa likes him very much. He's the first young man in all these years to have Grandpa add him on WeChat."

Shen Zhiyi's eyes lit up, and she wholeheartedly agreed with her mother: "He has always been outstanding! In the first year of high school, he was the one who took my number one spot."

Lu Wanqing suddenly realized and said with a smile, "Oh, it was him."

Do you remember that time you came home crying, locked yourself in your room, and studied while crying, vowing to take back the top spot?

Your dad thought you were being bullied at school and almost went to your homeroom teacher the next day.

Later, I asked the teacher and found out that you came in second place, but were surpassed by a boy.

Your dad was relieved, saying it was just a matter of not doing well on the exam, and that it wasn't because you were being bullied.

Shen Zhiyi was stunned for a moment.

She had never connected these things together.

In the first monthly exam of her first year of high school, she fell from first place in the grade for the first time, and was surpassed by a boy named Zhang Yifan to take second place.

She did cry when she got home that day, not because she felt wronged, but because she was indignant.

She has always been number one since she was a child, and has never been surpassed by anyone.

So the boy who pulled her down from first place became the person she cared about most.

She stared at his name on the leaderboard every day, relentlessly practicing problems, vowing to surpass him next time.

She thought it was just competitiveness, but now she realizes that this boy had already taken up residence in her heart from that moment on.

She lowered her head slightly, her ears burning a little, but the corners of her mouth involuntarily turned up.

Lu Tingzhou returned to the living room and sat down on the sofa.

Grandma poked her head out of the kitchen, smiling, and asked, "How's the little one doing?"

"He has good sportsmanship. He plans carefully before acting, responds to each move, and doesn't play by the rules. Most importantly, he doesn't flatter or fawn over me. He won't deliberately go easy on me just because I'm his elder. He's much better than that kid Shen Chuan."

Lu Tingzhou picked up his teacup and took a sip. The tea had long since gone cold, but he didn't care.

He immediately compared his son-in-law to Zhang Yifan and realized that comparing people is infuriating!

Shen Chuan is a terrible chess player!

Thinking of this, Lu Tingzhou couldn't help but add, "His character probably isn't too bad either!"

"You've believed in chess your whole life."

"A person who can play that kind of game has a pure heart. You won't suffer if you're with him!"

Grandma, unusually, didn't scold him. She just smiled, shook her head, and turned to clear the dishes.

In Jicheng, at Ronggui Snack Shop.

The last table of customers finally left. Zhang Rongshan pulled down the roller shutter, sat down next to the cashier, and held a cup of tea that had already been refilled several times.

Liu Guilan was calculating today's sales figures with a calculator, her fingers tapping loudly on the keys.

Zhang Rongshan remained silent for a while before suddenly speaking: "You're saying this is the first time our son has stayed out all night? I hope nothing bad has happened."

Liu Guilan rolled her eyes at him and continued tapping the calculator: "How old is our son? What are you worrying about?"

"I'm afraid... I'm afraid I'll become a grandfather while I'm still young."

Liu Guilan finally stopped pointing, gasped, and turned to look at Zhang Rongshan: "Hiss... Is it really that serious? Our son wouldn't do something like this, would he?"

"Why not! Back then, everyone said we were honest! We went on a blind date and then..."

Zhang Rongshan became more and more excited as he spoke, and his voice unconsciously rose a little.

Liu Guilan quickly covered his mouth, forcing out a few words through gritted teeth: "Shh! Are you trying to kill yourself! Telling people this kind of thing!"

At this moment, the author secretly breathed a sigh of relief; if he continued, he might be breaking the rules!

She released her grip, then frowned, her voice tinged with worry, "But you're right, we should really make sure our son takes precautions, after all, these things... it's all inherited..."

Zhang Rongshan glanced at her helplessly, picked up his teacup, put it down again, sighed, and said, "Now I'm afraid our son won't be coming back tonight either."