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Jiang Feng and Jiang Nan also came over and sat on the side to watch the father and son play chess.

When they heard Lin Jianguo sticking to his guns despite losing, both couldn't help but laugh.

"What's so funny? I haven't played in a long time, it's normal to need to get the feel of it again," Lin Jianguo said, unwilling to admit defeat.

Lin You sat to the side, hugging his knees and smirking.

"Now I know where my temper comes from. It turns out I inherited it from you, Dad."

Lin Jianguo's face turned red, but he didn't retort.

Lin Fei was being discretely accommodating, trying to avoid making Jianguo realize it was deliberate. But by the end, even Jiang Feng couldn't stand to watch anymore—the obvious suicidal moves were not being taken, which was too apparent.

As expected, Lin Jianguo lost again.