"Really, Dad?" Lele blinked his big eyes, "You're so strong, do you really need me to let you win?"
"Didn't you let me last time? Why not now?" Ye Zi'an took four pieces from Lele's chess box and made the first move on the board, saying, "Your turn."
Lele opened his mouth, took a while to react, "Dad, you're really something."
"You brat, didn't you always say Dad's getting old?" Ye Zi'an snorted, "When you're older, your brain doesn't work as well, isn't it right for a son to let his dad win a few pieces?"
"You're the dad, everything you say is right."
Yang Chuxia, watching from the side, couldn't help but laugh seeing Lele's frustration.
"Mom, do you think I can win against Dad this time?"
"How could I know?" Yang Chuxia glanced at the board, both sides were evenly matched, neither was showing weakness.
"Dad, let's play for stakes." Lele looked at Ye Zi'an again, holding a piece in one hand and resting his chin on the other, eyes sparkling.
