That night, Bei Fengjin and Wu Ming actually played chess all night long.
During the game, they hardly spoke, and even if they exchanged a sentence or two, it was only about chess skills.
They didn't mention Bei Qingyou at all.
Baili Xia originally thought they would definitely talk about Bei Qingyou.
After all, the reason Bei Fengjin let them come here as guests was because Wu Ming said a few words about Bei Qingyou.
Baili Xia didn't understand chess, especially this kind of ancient chess rarely seen in everyday life.
She wondered how Wu Ming could be so skilled, mastering everything so well.
Even if she didn't understand, she could tell these two matched each other's skills, neither was superior.
Growing tired of watching, she gazed at Bei Fengjin's peerless face, looking left and right.
What was rare was that Mr. Bei Fengjin, watched for so long, had no reaction at all, not even frowning.
The most handsome man in Bei Miao, indeed different from the rest.
