After the poor daughter was exposed: bigwigs from all walks of life went crazy

Chapter 322 Why do you hide your identity and approach me?

Shen Shu, who had been used to speaking Cantonese in recent days, was obviously stunned when he heard the authentic Beijing accent.

She was born and raised in Beijing, so she naturally felt a sense of familiarity with the local accent. Seeing the old man's kind smile, she nodded and agreed.

An old man and a child sit opposite each other in front of a black and white chessboard, holding the chess pieces.

The moment I entered the chess game, the back garden suddenly became quiet, with only the rustling sound of the evening breeze blowing through the green leaves surrounding my ears like white noise.

Shen Shu first came into contact with chess when he settled in Miami in his previous life. Because he often played against several friends who were professional players, his chess skills were pretty good.

She couldn't compete with professional players, but she was more than capable of competing with amateur players. However, the old man in front of her was obviously not just an amateur player.

In the early stages of the game, Shen Shu was able to handle it calmly, but in the later stages he almost couldn't hold on many times, and a thin layer of moisture covered his forehead.

In five games, she lost four and tied one.

During the half-time break, she focused her eyes on reviewing the chess game, planning for the next game, and didn't notice the scrutinizing look from the old man opposite her.

Song Qingshan took a sip of tea from the porcelain cup, feeling quite good. This little girl's chess skills were not particularly superb, but she had a good style of play and a strong ability to review and learn from the game.

She would never carry over the mistakes she made in the previous game into the next one, and she even learned his moves.

Chess and mathematical logic are closely related. This girl has such thinking, so her talent in mathematics must be good.

And he is not weaker than Song Huaizhi. At least he has never been able to tie with me in a match.

Thinking of this, Mr. Song smiled and narrowed his eyes: "Son, how are your math grades?"

In the past few years, he has almost developed an occupational disease in order to find and train successors for the research institute. Whenever he sees a good candidate, he wants to inquire about him.

Shen Shu was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

"Not bad." She just thought the old man was chatting and looking for topics.

Song Qingshan's eyes lit up, and just as he was about to ask a few more questions, he was interrupted by Butler Song who suddenly appeared.

"Master, several of your old comrades are also attending the banquet tonight, and they are looking for you now..."

After the two of them left in a hurry, Shen Shu didn't think much and continued to concentrate on the chess game.

"Do you... know the girl just now?" Butler Song asked hesitantly, as if he remembered something.

Mr. Song shook his head and looked at him: "We just met."

The housekeeper's heart skipped a beat, and his steps became a little unsteady. "She seems to be the girl that the young master chased all the way to Zheng City."

"What did you say?"

The old man's footsteps suddenly stopped, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

After Song Yun returned from studying abroad, he not only refused to accept the Song family's huge business and research institute, but also touched his reverse scale and took root in the field of racing. He raced all over the country and made no difference.

Because he had been mad at him so many times, he now completely let Song Yun go. He had heard about many things but didn't bother to understand them. After all, who would have the time to make himself mad?

Therefore, even though Shen Shu was sitting in front of him, he was unable to recognize him.

"That talented female racer?"

"Yes, sir." The butler sighed helplessly.

Having been with his master for many years, he naturally knew how much his master resisted the word racing and this industry.

The Song and Ye families have no contact with each other now, and Song Zhen has severed ties and disappeared for many years, which are closely related to these two words.

The imagined anger did not happen. The butler only saw the master's expression changing again and again, as if two enemies were fighting on his face.

Song Qingshan felt helpless and regretful, but he couldn't help but ask curiously: "How much do you know about this girl? For example, how are her grades?"

The butler scratched his head in confusion. Shouldn't he ask about the family background first?

"I've read the information, and the results are very impressive. He was the top scorer in the Nanhe Province high school entrance exam, just two points away from a perfect score."

Song Qingshan nodded subconsciously. The value of this book was indeed beyond doubt.

After realizing that he was subconsciously acknowledging Shen Shu, he embarrassedly raised his chin again and put on a serious expression: "Ahem, that... that makes sense."

"..."

The butler was silent. This was the first time in all these years that he knew the usually serious master could have such a rich expression.

"Give me her detailed information later."

"Yes, sir."

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The mellow wooden chess pieces are stroked in the fair hands, and the cool evening breeze makes people's thoughts clear.

"Aren't you tired of standing there all the time?"

Shen Shu was playing with the chess pieces and never looked back at the person standing behind him from beginning to end.

The man sighed and stepped forward.

Along with the scent of ebony agarwood, a royal blue suit jacket that was still warm was draped over Shen Shu's shoulders, tightly covering the white jade-like skin on his back.

Seeing that it was Song Yun, Shen Shu's eyes subconsciously swept around. She was not afraid of anything now, but she was afraid that these two men would appear at the same time.

"Don't look for him, he's not here."

Shen Shu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard that.

After seeing her reaction, the burning jealousy in Song Yun's heart couldn't help but fade a little.

He curled his lips in delight, but before he could feel happy enough, he was brought back to reality by Shen Shu's words.

"What does Master Song want from me?"

Hearing this distant name, Song Yun instantly became obedient, like a rebellious teenager who was caught doing something wrong.

His deep and delicate eyebrows were slightly drooped, which made him look aggrieved. His wild and unruly silver hair was slicked back, giving him a sense of being a good boy.

He knew that Shen Shu liked his face the most, so he couldn't help but move closer, hoping to gain the possibility of being forgiven.

Facing the handsome face that suddenly enlarged in front of him, Shen Shu stretched out his finger unmoved, lightly pressed it against his brow and pushed it back.

"It's no use pretending to be pitiful, and it's even more useless to use the honey trap."

"What's useful then?"

Song Yun's voice was calm and hoarse, and his tone sounded like he was acting coquettishly.

No one could have imagined that the man who had been so brilliant at the banquet just now was now like a dog-skin plaster in front of Shen Shu.

"be honest."

Shen Shu looked away and stopped looking at him, fearing that he would really become soft-hearted when facing this face.

"Why did you hide your identity and approach me?"

"Why me?"

Hearing her sharp question, Song Yun's eyes flashed, and after thinking of something, he curled his lips and smiled evilly.

"Let's make a bet."

"I bet my answer will instantly calm you down."

"If you win the bet, you let me kiss you. If you lose, I let you kiss me."

Shen Shu rolled his eyes in annoyance, stood up and was about to leave.

"There's a photo in the lining pocket of your suit jacket. Take it out and take a look at it, and you'll understand everything."