Old Professor Chen didn't say a word, still staring intently at the chessboard in front of him.
This silence caught the attention of the duo in the kitchen.
"What's happening, are you so engrossed in the game?"
After leaving the task of serving dishes to Wen Nuan, Old Madam Chen wiped her hands and took two steps forward, standing in front of the chessboard.
After observing for a while, this very gentle elderly woman smiled very merrily.
"Curious indeed, Old Chen, you've actually met your match today!"
"Isn't that so? Xiao Shu's chess moves are very peculiar; I've never seen them before... Don't touch this board, we'll continue later!"
Tang Shu glanced at the folder that she and Wen Nuan had brought, which contained a few design drawings, and twitched the corners of her mouth.
They had come, of course, not just for a meal; with the project deadline looming, they had planned to finalize the design today and assemble the model tomorrow.