"Brother-in-law, you lost again!"
The last white piece fell from his hand. Duan Yunfei slightly lifted his eyelids to stare directly at Feng Wuya opposite him, with a slight smile on his lips and his eyes as cheerful as ever.
"You really have grown up." Feng Wuya’s expression remained unchanged as he looked at the black pieces surrounded by white ones, his tone still gentle.
As he picked up the black pieces and put them back into the chess urn, he asked, "I heard from Yunxia that you met a young lady on your recent trip down the mountain?"
A flash of coldness briefly appeared in Duan Yunfei’s eyes, but it quickly dissipated.
"Yes," Duan Yunfei said calmly. "A friend I met at the foot of the mountain."
"Just a friend?" Feng Wuya lifted his eyes to meet his gaze, teasingly, "But I heard from Yunxia that you not only bought her a house but also gave her money. I have never seen you so generous to any friend like that."
"That depends on my mood," Duan Yunfei replied with a light laugh.
"Or does it depend on whether she’s to your liking?" Feng Wuya also chuckled softly, "I also heard you gave that young lady the Ice Silkworm Skirt that Old Madam Luo sent you."
Duan Yunfei inwardly cursed Xuan Ying, that scoundrel, for telling his mother everything as soon as he returned.
He had given Shen Qinglan so many things initially just to deliberately associate with the experts behind her.
He wasn’t sure how to explain it, but he just felt that Shen Qinglan was the first girl in the world he couldn’t stop thinking about day and night, and he just couldn’t help wanting to be good to her.
He missed her after being away for over a month!
If it weren’t for some things he needed to clarify, he would have already rushed to Jinxi Town to see her.
"Let’s not talk about this now." Duan Yunfei changed the subject, "I heard from my sister that you went down the mountain some time ago. Why didn’t you come to Jinxi Town to find me?"
Feng Wuya’s hand paused slightly while holding a chess piece, but only for a moment before it returned to normal.
He softly replied, "Yunxia said she wanted to eat Jade Shrimp, and there were none left on the mountain, so I went down myself."
Duan Yunfei’s eyes flickered slightly, "You’re the eldest son of Yongning Manor after all. It’s something others could handle for you."
Feng Wuya shook his head, "I was afraid it wouldn’t be fresh. It reassured me to do it myself."
"How is my little nephew? Is he asleep?"
Talking about his son brought a more genuine smile to Feng Wuya’s face.
"He’s asleep, Yunxia is watching over him." Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝔫𝔢𝔱
Duan Yunfei observed him silently for a moment, about to speak when Feng Wuya said, "Guests have arrived."
Duan Yunfei turned to see Xuan Ying approaching with a sulky face, followed by Le Zhao, who looked as relaxed and cheerful as ever.
Luo Tianjie, needing to attend school, didn’t come up the mountain with them but went directly back to the Capital.
Yan Yijie, having to escort Tang Wan and Ding Xuan back to Xiuying Mansion, also didn’t come, leaving only the unburdened Master Le to follow along.
Feng Wuya stood up to greet the guests, "Master Le!"
Le Zhao glanced at the chessboard, smiling, "It’s so early in the morning, and you all are quite in the mood."
Feng Wuya smiled silently, "Yunfei came early to see Qishu, and with nothing to do, I played a couple of games with him."
"Oh?" Le Zhao sat down next to Duan Yunfei, raising an eyebrow, "So who won?"
Feng Wuya looked at Duan Yunfei, who smiled without speaking.
He said with a laugh, "I realized after not playing for a long time that Yunfei’s chess skills have greatly improved."
Le Zhao chuckled, "Hearing you say that reminds me that since he left the Capital two years ago, I’ve never played chess with him again."
"What do you say?" he asked Duan Yunfei, "Shall we have a match?"
Duan Yunfei sighed lightly, "No matter how many games we play, the result is the same. Why put yourself through it?"
Xuan Ying couldn’t help but burst into laughter hearing this.