"Grandpa, Uncle Yan." Jiang Ruan handed things over. Since she was family with Si Yushan, there was less need for formality, and she deliberately poured a cup of tea for Yan Chi.
"Thank you."
Yan Chi accepted the tea and thanked her. The cup was small, and their fingertips unintentionally brushed against each other. Yan Chi's expression didn't change at all, but Jiang Ruan's breath hitched a little, the place he touched felt tingly.
She retracted her hand and casually rubbed the spot he'd touched.
"Ruan Ruan, who do you think will win this round?" Si Yushan was focused on the chessboard as the two played, not noticing his granddaughter's odd behavior.
Though Jiang Ruan was not an expert at chess, she grew up around it and was certainly better than the novice Yan Chi.
She could immediately see that despite Yan Chi seemingly having the upper hand, Si Yushan was well-prepared with a strategy. In ten more moves, the winner would be clear.
