The Chess Player

"Eh?"

Lin Qingyu looked around blankly. "Dad, Lil' Bai?"

Looking at Lin Qingyu's illusory figure, Lin Bai's eyes widened.

At this moment, Lin Qingyu was not in her original form, but it was her soul.

"Dad, what's going on?" Lin Bai asked.

"It's fine. It's just a Spiritual Clone. It won't affect Qingyu at all. Hehe, it won't disturb her playing cards with your mom." Lin Hao explained with a smile.

"Lil' Bai, did Dad tell you everything?" Lin Qingyu stood up and asked."

Lin Bai nodded, but then he was stunned."You already knew?"

Lin Qingyu pouted. "Lil' Bai, don't blame me, okay? Dad didn't want me to tell you. He was afraid that you'd worry too much and be under too much pressure."

Seeing Lin Qingyu act coquettishly, Lin Bai could not help but laugh.

He thought, 'Sure! I'll tease you tonight.'

"Qingyu, tell your master to come out. I have something to ask her."

"Alright."

Lin Qingyu nodded.