Chapter 69

"Hey, Brother Jia, how can your children, who are so young, know how to play chess?" Chen Xiaofeng asked as he walked into the living room and saw the two kids playing.

"Hmph, if you can beat my grandson at chess, I'll have Xiao Hai cook something special for you!" Zhen Fugui said with a smirk. He was clearly proud of his grandsons.

"Are you serious, Uncle?" Chen Xiaofeng's eyes lit up. He had only noticed Brother Jia cooking but hadn't paid much attention to the kids playing chess.

He hadn't gotten close to see what was happening, assuming the two children were simply playing for fun. How could two young kids know how to play chess well?

"I mean it. What do you think, Xiaohai?" Zhen Fugui asked, still looking smug. His grandson had already beaten the top players in the local chess halls.

Chen Xiaofeng's gaze shifted to Jia Fuhai, his eyes full of excitement. After tasting Brother Jia's cooking, he was eager for more. He had eaten at some expensive restaurants, but none of those chefs could compare to Brother Jia.

"Sure, go ahead." Jia Fuhai responded calmly, his face expressionless. Let's see how confident you are after this.

"Alright, let's do this! I don't want to bully the kids, so do you want me to give you a head start?" Chen Xiaofeng said confidently as he walked over to the kids.

Zhen Fugui: ...Even the owners of the chess halls don't dare talk like that to my grandson. Is this guy for real?

Jia Fuhai, Chen Lina: ...

The three adults looked at Chen Xiaofeng as if he were already a lost cause.

"It's okay, Uncle. You decide which one of us you want to play against," Jia Qiyi said sweetly in her childish voice.

Wow, they speak so clearly and are so cute. "You two can play together," Chen Xiaofeng replied, enjoying the sound of their baby voices.

The others raised their eyebrows in silence.

"Brother, let me handle this," Janaji said, eager to finish quickly so he could go to bed.

"Come on," Chen Xiaofeng said, still confident.

(???????????) Wait a minute, this is more complicated than I thought...

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Chen Xiaofeng's brain buzzed. What just happened?

"Uncle, you lost," Janaji's voice rang out.

What?! "Haha, that's amazing!" Chen Xiaofeng stammered, feeling dizzy and confused.

Zhen Fugui shook his head, Another one bites the dust.

"Grandpa, Grandma, we're sleepy," Janaji said, rubbing his eyes.

"Okay, I'll take you upstairs," Zhen Fugui said, smiling warmly at his grandsons.

As the grandparents took the children upstairs, Chen Xiaofeng slapped himself hard. This really happened.

"Brother Jia, are your kids geniuses or something?" Chen Xiaofeng asked, still in shock.

"Good genes," Jia Fuhai said, not looking up from his novel as he clicked on an "update" button to encourage a new author.

"Well, I should head home. Brother Jia, your cooking skills are out of this world," Chen Xiaofeng said as he stood up, deciding not to overstay his welcome.

"Alright," Jia Fuhai responded, still reading.

After Chen Xiaofeng left, he reflected on the day. Today was something else...

He couldn't shake the idea that Brother Jia was more than just an ordinary man. How could someone like that still be so humble? Even stranger was how the family supported him without any complaints.

As he reached his own building, just one block away, he took out his phone and posted on social media:

Mr. Chen: "Today, I witnessed the Grandmaster of freeloaders!"

He didn't write much, trying to keep the post vague to avoid offending anyone. He knew better than to expose too much about people like Brother Jia.

While reading comments from friends, Chen Xiaofeng's father called.

"Hello, Dad," Chen Xiaofeng answered quickly.

"Xiaofeng! I see you still remember to call me. I thought you had disappeared!"

"Dad, come on. Can't I have a little private space?"

"You can have all the space you want as soon as you stop borrowing money from me!" his father retorted, his tone sharp.

Chen Xiaofeng winced. He's right.

"Dad, did you try the cake I sent you?"

"Yeah, I did. It was good. Is this the one you posted about online earlier?"

"Yeah, Dad. I thought you'd like it..."

Before Chen Xiaofeng could continue, his father interrupted, "Who did you meet this time? And what's this talk about gigolos?"

"Dad! Are you following my social media?"

"Of course I am! I'm keeping an eye on you so you don't get arrested for something stupid."

Chen Xiaofeng sighed, feeling exasperated. "Is that what you really think of me, Dad?"

"Just be careful, Xiaofeng. You've always had a big mouth."

His father continued lecturing him, but Chen Xiaofeng hung up in frustration. He's so annoying sometimes...

Meanwhile, his father stared at the now-empty cake box.

That cake was amazing. Where did Xiaofeng find this?

Checking the packaging, Father Chen noticed it came from a company he had never heard of. Jia Ji?

Intrigued, he searched the company online and found a website where he could watch live videos of the cakes being made.

This kind of transparency is unheard of... Isn't this a bit too bold?