Destroyed until he began doubting his own life

The two of them sat and played chess.

Bai Xu also knew how to play chess. He thought that his skills were passable, so he moved closer to the side to watch.

As he watched, he suddenly felt bad.

The truth was that these two people's chess skills were not something that he could compare to. It was a good blow to him.

Mo Qingling was born into an aristocratic family and was older than him. 

It was normal for him to be better than him.

However, Xiao Hanzheng's chess skills were so exquisite that he seemed to be slightly better than Mo Qingling. He was surprised and shocked.

When he saw that Shi Qingluo was also focused on watching the two of them play chess, Bai Xu asked cheekily, "You can understand?"

When Shi Qingluo heard this, she raised her eyebrows. "Not only do I understand it, I can also know how to play."

"When they're done playing, shall we have a match too?"

This little lamb actually looked down on her.