Five years later, she surprised the world with her Zaizai

"Hey, I accidentally knocked over the chessboard..." the butler pretended to be in a hurry, "...I made a big mistake, the chess pieces can't be restored!"

Mr. Bo folded his hands on the crutches, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Ning Nuannuan's eyes glanced between Mr. Bo and the housekeeper, and he instantly saw through the housekeeper's little thoughts.

The tacit understanding between the adults obviously did not include the four little guys.

"Grandpa Butler, you did it on purpose!" Bo Yufeng raised his voice and said, "I saw you drop the chess pieces on the chessboard on the ground!"

"That's it! That's it!" Bo Yushan also lost interest in the sweet and fragrant pastries and said, "Grandpa Butler, how can you do such a shameful thing!"

The elderly housekeeper also blushed when he was told that he was old and felt a little embarrassed.

Ning Xiaoen also became more serious: "Grandpa, did you let the housekeeper knock over the chessboard because you didn't want to admit that you lost?"

When Mr. Bo heard that Ning Xiaoen had labeled him, his face turned green: "...He knocked over this chessboard, so why did it become my intention?"

Ning Xiaoyi curled her lips and said, "Because if the chessboard is not overturned, if you clear it up later, you will deduct the seven and a half eyes my mommy Heizi put on first, and you will still lose about six eyes from her."

As soon as Ning Xiaoyi finished speaking, Mr. Bo was shocked.

He and Ning Nuannuan were playing chess, but he didn't expect that Ning Xiaoyi was watching and could do the mental calculations well.

However, Ning Xiaoyi's next words surprised Mr. Bo even more.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if the pieces on the chessboard fall off. I still remember the order and position of your moves. If you don't believe me, grandpa, I can restore the chess game..."

Mr. Bo stroked his beard, his face full of shock: "Xiao Yi, do you really remember everything?"

"I'm not joking with you." Ning Xiaoyi patted the dust from the pastry in his hand and said seriously: "I can review the game for you now... My mommy's master couldn't beat mommy in chess before. , I was the one who picked up the chess pieces and rearranged them for them..."

what?

Mr. Bo looked at Ning Nuannuan in disbelief.

Even Leng Wentao would regret playing chess with this little girl after losing too much. It seemed that even if he hadn't underestimated the opponent in the beginning, he would still lose the game.

Ning Nuannuan's chess skills are so amazing.

Every step is delicate, low-key and unobtrusive. It is often a very casual step, but it plays an role unconsciously.

By the time he reacted, he was already in decline.

The direction of the chess piece also represents a person.

Mr. Bo played chess to make friends, and he found more and more that this little girl had profound knowledge and was calm and unhurried. She did not show any signs of following others' influence in front of him. On the contrary, her every move and every move showed her calmness and calmness.

Unknowingly, Mr. Bo's view of Ning Nuannuan changed again and he became a little more appreciative.

"There is no need to review the game." Mr. Bo pinched the swollen Qingming point and said slowly, "Your estimate is not wrong. Your mother beat me six eyes, and I lost to your mother in this game." mum."

Ning Nuannuan smiled slightly: "Old man, I accept."

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the other side.

When Bo Shiyan returned to Bo's mansion, he saw that the home was empty.

"Uncle Guan, where are Nuan'er, Yu Feng and the others?" Bo Shiyan asked with a frown.

Uncle Guan thought that Ning Nuannuan would take the children to see Mr. Bo soon, but he didn't expect that he wouldn't be back until eight or nine o'clock.

"Master, Yufeng and Yushan are clamoring to see the old man..."

"Then what?" Bo Shiyan continued to ask.

"Then Miss Nuannuan personally drove Yufeng and Yushan back to her home." Uncle Guan's voice became softer as he reported...

"Why was she the one who drove Yufeng Yushan to our house?" Bo Shiyan's eyes turned cold and he looked at Uncle Guan, "Where is the driver at home? Why wasn't the driver driving Yufeng Yushan there?"