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The two of them stopped at the door with the ‘Guest Room’ sign.

The man in front knocked on the door twice, and a voice came from inside.

“Miss Song, please.”

This meant that she could go in by herself.

Song Qingyou thanked him and walked in without hesitation.

No matter when or who she might face, she was used to never showing her fear.

Such a calm attitude made the people sitting in the guest room think highly of him.

The interior of the guest room looked like a new Chinese tea room.

After entering, she saw an ink painting as the background wall.

In front of the painting was a wooden table and two chairs facing each other.

On the right side, there was a jagged rockery and proud green bamboo.

Song Qingyou’s gaze finally landed on the old man sitting on the chair.

The messenger was right. The old man looked very imposing. He was either rich or noble.

Even though his hair was white, he could not be underestimated.

“May 1 know why you are looking for me, sir?”

“My surname is Jiang,” the old man said as if he was introducing himself.

Song Qingyou was stunned and immediately thought of Jiang Zhihan.

However, she remained calm and collected.

Old Master Jiang raised an eyebrow. “Aren’t you going to ask about my relationship with Zhihan?”

“There’s no need to do anything unnecessary.” Song Qingyou’s voice was cold. “The reason you came to find me must have something to do with Mr. Jiang.”

It had to be said that Song Qingyou’s reaction and attitude were beyond the old man’s expectations.

After Jiang Zhihan’s car accident, he lived in seclusion. When Old Master Jiang found out that the person he contacted most was a female celebrity, he started an investigation.

Later on, he found out that Jiang Zhihan had not only agreed to let a production team record at the Jiangyuan Corporation because of Song Qingyou, but he had also bought an entertainment investment company in his own name and had other collaborations with this starlet.

When it came to work, the little star even had the title of ‘consultant* in a dignified manner…

All of this surprised the old man.

He was worried that Jiang Zhihan would follow in Jiang Quan’s footsteps and fall into the hands of a woman.

That was why he had specially come over to meet this little celebrity.

Before he came, the old man had told the butler that if the little star was smart enough, she might retreat when she saw him.

If it was the opposite, seeing him so suddenly, it was impossible for her to be indifferent.

Song Qingyou’s reaction was completely different from what the old man had expected.

She looked very calm, as if she had not met someone of high status and power. There was only the most basic respect for an ordinary old man.

The old man suddenly felt that he had come in a hurry. He hadn’t even understood Song Qingyou’s personality.

He gently tapped the Go board on the table. “Do you know how to play Go?”

Song Qingyou nodded and sat down across from the old man.

“After you.”

Song Qingyou tried to exchange her pieces with the old man, letting him play black first.

“Are you sure?” Old Master Jiang frowned.

For so many years, not many people could beat him in chess!

Wasn’t this little girl in front of him a little too confident?

“I’m sure.” Song Qingyou smiled.

“Little girl, you’ve learned Go before?”

“Self-study in private.” Song Qingyou could only say this.

“Self-study?”

“I can count hundreds of moves after every move.”

The old man obviously didn’t believe it. With this ability, wouldn’t it be more than enough to become a professional player? She might even get the title of genius!

However, the old man did not directly call out that she was bragging. He simply agreed to exchange chess pieces.

The black piece went first, followed by the white piece.

Song Qingyou didn’t need to think much about each step, and her speed was so fast that it seemed like she was fooling around.

However, as her opponent, Old Master Jiang soon felt the pressure.

In less than ten minutes, the old man looked up at the little girl’s calm appearance and put the Go piece in his hand back.

“I’m old and useless. I lost this game of chess.”

“Thank you.”

Neither servile nor overbearing.

This calm and composed appearance was much better than some rich and powerful daughters.

“Can you really predict hundreds of moves after one move?” Grandpa Shen asked curiously.

“For example, the old mister just-” Song Qingyou nodded.

“You should call me Grandpa Jiang.”

The old master finally understood that the little girl in front of him had no intention of climbing up the Jiang family’s ladder. It was not certain whether she liked his grandson or not!

On the other hand, she was quite good at this game of Go, so she could interact with him more.

Jiang Zhihan, who knew what his grandfather was thinking, was speechless.

He was worried that the old man was going to do something to Song Qingyou, but this was it?

Song Qingyou paused. “The Go game Grandpa Jiang just played…”

She only explained a few words, and the old man nodded vigorously, as if he was listening attentively.

At the end, the old man had a whole new level of respect for Song Qingyou. “Grandpa Jiang, why did you come to see me this time?” Song Qingyou asked. Old Master Jiang, who had been keeping her in suspense just now, replied very cooperatively, “To be honest, I heard that Zhihan is in contact with a female celebrity, so I came over to take a look.”

Came here to see if it was fake and test her if it was true, Song Qingyou understood it all.

However, looking at the old man’s current attitude, there was no need to break this layer of window paper.

“President Jiang and 1 are friends.” Song Qingyou said frankly.

So they were just friends.

Old Master Jiang didn’t have any doubts.

He took the chessboard away and prepared to make tea.

Song Qingyou stretched out her hand. “Grandpa Jiang, why don’t you let me do it?”

Jiang Zhihan couldn’t help but look up.

He knew that his grandfather’s two greatest hobbies were playing Go and drinking tea.

The former was always him crushing others, while the latter was him always studying, and from time to time he would complain that the butler’s method was not right and he was wasting tea…

“You know how?” Old Master Jiang asked hesitantly.

Song Qingyou nodded. She had learned this in the ancient world!

The old man hesitated for a moment before giving up the tea set.

Song Qingyou straightened her back and held the teapot in her hand. Hot water poured out of the thin spout and fell clockwise on the bowl, steam rising into the air. Then she washed the other tea sets one by one, her movements smooth and natural.

She looked very skilled and had done it countless times.

Old Master Jiang stared intently.

A few minutes later, the cup of tea in front of him was clear and bright, warm and mellow. He could smell the mellow tea fragrance even before drinking it. The old man took a sip and felt that the aftertaste was endless.

He was very excited and even had the urge to make Song Qingyou his friend.

The next second, Song Qingyou said, “The time for picking this Pu’er[l] was not right, and the heat for frying was not right. It’s a pity.”

Old Master Jiang was speechless.

Usually, he was the one who despised others for not being “meticulous” enough, but today it was his turn?

Jiang Zhihan casually glanced at the tea pot beside him.

He remembered that the old man had spent hundreds of thousands to buy this small pot of tea last year.

Notes:

[1]: Pu’er: a kind of tea