Seeing that Lu Jinghan and the others had returned, Han Xi walked over to support Old Master Lu: "Grandpa, don’t be angry, please don’t damage your health because of it."
"It’s alright, thanks to Jing Han, otherwise I’d have been fooled by that good-for-nothing brat."
Old Master Lu sat down in front of the sofa, picked up the water on the table, took a sip, his brows full of helplessness.
"Old man, let me play two games of chess with you."
Lu Jinghan deliberately changed the topic, to prevent Old Master Lu from getting angrier the more he talked about it. After speaking, he signaled the servant beside them to bring the chessboard over.
"Alright, you haven’t played chess with me for quite some time now; today I must defeat you thoroughly."
"Every time, it’s me who let you win."
"Nonsense, it’s clearly me who let you win."
The servant brought the chessboard over and set it on the table, and the grandfather and grandson earnestly began to play chess.
Han Xi obediently sat by Lu Jinghan’s side watching. To be honest, she knew nothing about chess and wasn’t interested in it either.
She couldn’t remember how many games they’d played, Han Xi watched and watched until she started to feel sleepy, her head subconsciously leaning on Lu Jinghan’s shoulder.
Lu Jinghan put one arm around Han Xi’s waist, his magnetic voice filled with indulgence.
"Yeah, I want to go to the room and take a nap."
Han Xi looked at the enthusiastic Old Master Lu and shook her head with a gentle smile: "You stay here and play chess with Grandpa, I’ll go upstairs myself to sleep for a while."
"Han, let Jinghan go with you, I’m getting tired too, I just need a break."
Old Master Lu was very observant, always ensuring not to interfere with their little couple’s private time.
Han Xi embarrassedly lifted her hand to tuck a few stray hairs behind her ear, a slight blush rising on her cheeks.
Lu Jinghan put down the chess piece in his hand, took Han Xi’s hand, and stood up from the sofa: "Then, Grandpa, we’ll head up first."
"Go, go." Old Master Lu waved at them with a beaming smile.
Back in the room, Lu Jinghan held Han Xi as they lay down on the bed. It wasn’t long before Han Xi fell asleep, perhaps because she was exhausted from the morning’s events.
Listening to the gentle, even breathing of the little woman in his arms, Lu Jinghan lowered his head to give Han Xi a light kiss on the forehead.
Suddenly, Han Xi’s phone on the table rang, and not wanting to wake her, Lu Jinghan answered it directly.
"Xiao Xi, Dad’s company is having some financial troubles, do you think you could have Lu Jinghan help out with some money?"
On the other end of the line was Han Xi’s father, Han Guanghong’s voice.
Lu Jinghan gently withdrew his arm from under Han Xi’s neck, tucked her in more snugly, and then got up to go to the study.
"Hello, Xiao Xi, are you listening?"
"Mr. Han, why should I help you with money?"
Lu Jinghan stood in front of the study’s floor-to-ceiling window, pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it, his sharp voice carrying a biting chill.
Han Guanghong couldn’t help but be stunned, and felt a bit apprehensive: "Jinghan, after all, I am your father-in-law. For Xiao Xi’s sake, you should help me."
Lu Jinghan turned and walked to the redwood desk, leaned forward, and tapped the cigarette ash into the ashtray: "If I remember correctly, Xiao Xi always refers to you as Mr. Han."
Being rebuked so directly by someone younger left Han Guanghong burning with frustration, but he didn’t dare to offend this formidable figure Lu Jinghan, so he forced a smile as he continued: "Jinghan, the company is indeed facing difficulties now, otherwise I wouldn’t trouble Xiao Xi."