Chapter 202:She Couldn’t Be Compared
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Song Fan paid no attention to her piercing gaze. She had never held Song Yin in high regard. Recent events were designed to slowly torment her. Otherwise, she would have acted sooner.
Fu Nian’s eyes were fixated on Song Fan. Once he settled into his seat, he obediently started a game of chess, a shy blush gracing his cheeks. Song Yin, who had been observing him closely, didn’t miss this detail.
She clutched her dress tightly, feeling like a massive joke. Despite her ornate attire, she couldn’t hold a candle to Song Fan’s presence.
Song Ting, still standing nearby, remained expressionless. If he had considered Song Yin’s behavior childish before, he now saw her in a new light.
After spending some time at the family business, he developed the ability to read people. His lack of interaction with Song Yin, owing to his frequent absence from home, had led him to misjudge her.
These recent incidents were enough to reveal that Song Yin wasn’t as docile as she appeared.
Song Ting wanted to reprimand her but couldn’t bring himself to do it. After all, Song Yin had been his sister in the Song Family for many years. He hoped to guide her on the right path.
Song Ting had always been tender-hearted toward his family. It was both his strength and his weakness.
Just as he contemplated his next steps, his phone rang unexpectedly.
“Dr. Song, there’s an emergency surgery patient at the hospital. I need you there immediately,” said the voice on the other end, calling from the hospital.
Song Ting couldn’t afford to delay and departed after bidding farewell to Old Master Fu. He called Song Kai to take his place, concerned about leaving Song Fan alone at the banquet.
Song Yin noticed Song Ting’s departure and a thought occurred to her. The majority of the attendees at the banquet were elders, and the rest were high-society figures. If something happened to Song Fan, there would be no one to protect her.
Even though Song Ting was currently unhappy with her, she was willing to pay any price if it meant making Song Fan’s life difficult.
Wang Lu discerned the look in Song Yin’s eyes. After having been a tyrant for so long, Wang Lu could tell that something was afoot just from her expression.
She quickly positioned herself beside Song Fan, determined to shield her at all costs.
Song Fan remained engrossed in the chessboard, unaffected by Song Yin’s scrutiny. And even if she had known, she wouldn’t have been concerned with Song Yin’s thoughts.
Fu Nian indeed showed great promise in chess. Song Fan didn’t immediately end the game; instead, she continued to engage, wanting to gauge Fu Nian’s current skill level.
Over time, Fu Nian began to notice that Song Fan was deliberately going easy on him. His gameplay slowed, and he hesitated about how to proceed.
Song Fan reassured him, saying, “Feel free to continue the game.”
This made Fu Nian ponder, realizing that if Song Fan could hold her own against Xiao Zhi, a victory here wasn’t out of the question. He refocused and continued playing.
At that moment, Old Master Fu spoke up, “Song Fan, my grandson still has much to learn about chess. If you have time, you’re welcome to teach him.”
This statement served as an invitation and a sign that the Fu Family remained open to Song Fan.
Those who knew about the engagement couldn’t help but recall it. Although the engagement had been terminated, as long as neither party was married, there was still room for reconciliation between prominent families.
Old Master Fu had been pleased with Miss Song’s remarkable chess skills. It gave rise to speculation that the engagement might be revived in the future.
Meanwhile, the members of the chess club were riveted to the chessboard. They wished they were the ones facing Song Fan now, even if they were aware they’d likely lose—it was an educational experience they didn’t want to miss.
When the game concluded, Fu Nian stood up, conceding defeat. Song Fan graciously acknowledged the gesture and turned away.
The members of the chess club wanted to catch up with her and discuss the game, but Song Fan’s imposing presence made them hesitate, leaving them rooted in place.
Wang Lu hurriedly ran to catch up and exclaimed, “Song Fan, you’re truly amazing. I’ve never beaten Fu Nian once.”
“Fu Nian’s level is exceptional among his peers; it’s no shame not to have beaten him,” Song Fan replied.
Wang Lu was moved and said, “You’re good at comforting people.”
Her infatuated expression took Song Fan by surprise. She wondered what had attracted Wang Lu to her and quickly went to the dining area to get a plate and select some food as she hadn’t had dinner yet.
Song Yin approached, offering her congratulations, “Well done, Sister. It appears that Brother Fu Nian has taken an interest in you. He might come to the Song Family tomorrow to discuss reinstating the engagement.”
Her tone dripped with sarcasm, laden with unmistakable jealousy.
Chapter 202:She Couldn’t Be Compared
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Song Fan paid no attention to her piercing gaze. She had never held Song Yin in high regard. Recent events were designed to slowly torment her. Otherwise, she would have acted sooner.
Fu Nian’s eyes were fixated on Song Fan. Once he settled into his seat, he obediently started a game of chess, a shy blush gracing his cheeks. Song Yin, who had been observing him closely, didn’t miss this detail.
She clutched her dress tightly, feeling like a massive joke. Despite her ornate attire, she couldn’t hold a candle to Song Fan’s presence.
Song Ting, still standing nearby, remained expressionless. If he had considered Song Yin’s behavior childish before, he now saw her in a new light.
After spending some time at the family business, he developed the ability to read people. His lack of interaction with Song Yin, owing to his frequent absence from home, had led him to misjudge her.
These recent incidents were enough to reveal that Song Yin wasn’t as docile as she appeared.
Song Ting wanted to reprimand her but couldn’t bring himself to do it. After all, Song Yin had been his sister in the Song Family for many years. He hoped to guide her on the right path.
Song Ting had always been tender-hearted toward his family. It was both his strength and his weakness.
Just as he contemplated his next steps, his phone rang unexpectedly.
“Dr. Song, there’s an emergency surgery patient at the hospital. I need you there immediately,” said the voice on the other end, calling from the hospital.
Song Ting couldn’t afford to delay and departed after bidding farewell to Old Master Fu. He called Song Kai to take his place, concerned about leaving Song Fan alone at the banquet.
Song Yin noticed Song Ting’s departure and a thought occurred to her. The majority of the attendees at the banquet were elders, and the rest were high-society figures. If something happened to Song Fan, there would be no one to protect her.
Even though Song Ting was currently unhappy with her, she was willing to pay any price if it meant making Song Fan’s life difficult.
Wang Lu discerned the look in Song Yin’s eyes. After having been a tyrant for so long, Wang Lu could tell that something was afoot just from her expression.
She quickly positioned herself beside Song Fan, determined to shield her at all costs.
Song Fan remained engrossed in the chessboard, unaffected by Song Yin’s scrutiny. And even if she had known, she wouldn’t have been concerned with Song Yin’s thoughts.
Fu Nian indeed showed great promise in chess. Song Fan didn’t immediately end the game; instead, she continued to engage, wanting to gauge Fu Nian’s current skill level.
Over time, Fu Nian began to notice that Song Fan was deliberately going easy on him. His gameplay slowed, and he hesitated about how to proceed.
Song Fan reassured him, saying, “Feel free to continue the game.”
This made Fu Nian ponder, realizing that if Song Fan could hold her own against Xiao Zhi, a victory here wasn’t out of the question. He refocused and continued playing.
At that moment, Old Master Fu spoke up, “Song Fan, my grandson still has much to learn about chess. If you have time, you’re welcome to teach him.”
This statement served as an invitation and a sign that the Fu Family remained open to Song Fan.
Those who knew about the engagement couldn’t help but recall it. Although the engagement had been terminated, as long as neither party was married, there was still room for reconciliation between prominent families.
Old Master Fu had been pleased with Miss Song’s remarkable chess skills. It gave rise to speculation that the engagement might be revived in the future.
Meanwhile, the members of the chess club were riveted to the chessboard. They wished they were the ones facing Song Fan now, even if they were aware they’d likely lose—it was an educational experience they didn’t want to miss.
When the game concluded, Fu Nian stood up, conceding defeat. Song Fan graciously acknowledged the gesture and turned away.
The members of the chess club wanted to catch up with her and discuss the game, but Song Fan’s imposing presence made them hesitate, leaving them rooted in place.
Wang Lu hurriedly ran to catch up and exclaimed, “Song Fan, you’re truly amazing. I’ve never beaten Fu Nian once.”
“Fu Nian’s level is exceptional among his peers; it’s no shame not to have beaten him,” Song Fan replied.
Wang Lu was moved and said, “You’re good at comforting people.”
Her infatuated expression took Song Fan by surprise. She wondered what had attracted Wang Lu to her and quickly went to the dining area to get a plate and select some food as she hadn’t had dinner yet.
Song Yin approached, offering her congratulations, “Well done, Sister. It appears that Brother Fu Nian has taken an interest in you. He might come to the Song Family tomorrow to discuss reinstating the engagement.”
Her tone dripped with sarcasm, laden with unmistakable jealousy.
