I accidentally messed with a wealthy family, and my blind date was the CEO.

One afternoon, in the spacious and elegant study room of the Pei family, Pei Tianxiong and Uncle Pei were sitting opposite each other at an exquisite mahogany chess table. The chess game had reached the middle of the game.

The afternoon sun shines into the room through the carved window lattice, and the mottled light and shadow cast on the focused faces of the two people, adding a bit of tranquility to the atmosphere.

Between the chess games, the air was almost frozen, with only the occasional sound of falling pieces breaking the silence.

Pei Jingchuan was wearing simple business attire and was preparing to go to the company to handle some matters.

However, when he passed by the study, he was attracted by the slight chatter and laughter coming from inside, and he couldn't help but push the door open and enter.

The moment Pei Jingchuan entered the study, the air seemed to become more lively with his arrival.

The chess game between Pei Tianxiong and Pei Sanshu had not yet concluded, but their eyes turned to him invariably.

Uncle Pei is a middle-aged man who has gone through many hardships but still maintains a sense of humor. When he saw Pei Jingchuan, a friendly smile appeared on his face.

Pei Jingchuan has always been the pride in his eyes, no matter how outstanding he is in the mall.

The stability and wisdom within the family made Uncle Pei full of admiration for this nephew.

"Hey, Jingchuan, what a coincidence, why do you have time to watch two old men play chess?" Uncle Pei stood up, his tone full of joking.

Pei Jingchuan smiled slightly, approached the chess table, and cast an adoring look. "Uncle Third, I was going to the company to handle some things and passed by here."

Pei Tianxiong has been observing all this silently. His eyes stayed on Pei Jingchuan for a moment.

Then he turned to Uncle Pei and nodded slightly, seeming to silently agree with Uncle Pei's proposal.

At this moment, Uncle Pei suddenly covered his stomach, with a look of pain on his face.

"Oops, I've committed this old habit again. Jingchuan, can you do something for me? I have to go to the bathroom."

Pei Jingchuan nodded slightly, a glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes, and said softly: "Third uncle, don't worry."

Uncle Pei stood up, gave Pei Tianxiong and Pei Jingchuan a meaningful smile, and then slowly left the study.

His pace was deliberately slowed down, as if giving the father and son more time alone, and at the same time silently wishing them more communication.

After Pei Sanshu left slowly, Pei Jingchuan turned around and sat down, facing Pei Tianxiong. Their eyes met on the chess game.

The indoor atmosphere becomes calmer as the hustle and bustle of the outside world gradually fades away.

This is a kind of non-verbal communication. Between father and son, they silently convey each other's thoughts through every move on the chessboard.

Pei Jingchuan gently picked up a black stone and placed it on a key point on the chessboard. His actions were steady and thoughtful, showing his caution in the mall.

Pei Tianxiong smiled slightly, as if appreciating Pei Jingchuan's decision, and then slowly moved a white piece to meet his son's challenge.

In the confrontation on the chessboard, time seems to pass more slowly, and every move is full of contemplation and calculation.

The chess game between Pei Tianxiong and Pei Jingchuan is like an unspoken dialogue between them, and every move tells the story in their hearts.

As the game progresses, Pei Tianxiong is gradually at a disadvantage, and Pei Jingchuan's chess style is steady and precise.

At every step, we firmly grasp the initiative of the situation. The atmosphere in the room became more solemn, and only the slight sound of the chess pieces touching the chessboard broke the silence.

Finally, Pei Tianxiong put down the Baizi in his hand, sighed deeply, and raised his head to look at Pei Jingchuan, with complicated emotions flashing in his eyes.

After a long breath, Pei Tianxiong finally spoke, with his father's unique concern in his voice: "Jingchuan, how are things in the company lately? Have you encountered any difficulties?"

Pei Jingchuan smiled faintly and gently fiddled with a sunspot on the chessboard, but his eyes were still locked on the chessboard, as if searching for the answer in the silent chessboard.

"Everything in the company is going well, there's nothing major. Just concentrate on playing chess, don't worry about me."

A complicated look flashed between Pei Tianxiong's brows, as if he wanted to say something, but stopped talking.

He sighed softly, shook his head with a smile, looked at his son meaningfully, and focused on the chess game again.

The two fell into silence again, and only the sound of the chess pieces touching the chessboard echoed in the room, seeming to tell the unspoken feelings between them.

As time passed, the situation on the chessboard became clearer and Pei Jingchuan's advantage became more obvious.

Although Pei Tianxiong was at a disadvantage, it was still a kind of enjoyment. He looked at his son with a complex and deep light shining in his eyes.

Pei Tianxiong spoke again, with a relaxed tone in his tone, as if he was looking for a topic.

"Jingchuan, how are you and Yu Zhu doing lately? Your mother and I are at home, so you don't have to worry too much about family matters." His eyes tentatively looked at Pei Jingchuan, as if waiting for his son's response.

When Pei Jingchuan heard Jiang Yuzhu's name mentioned, his brows raised slightly, and then he regained his composure.

He calmly replied: "Yuzhu is very good, and we are all very good. Doesn't Third Uncle always say that chess is like life? I think whether it is dealing with company affairs or family affairs, the key is to see how to play well. Every move."

By implication, Pei Jingchuan cleverly brought the topic back to the chess game.

Pei Tianxiong tried to start more conversations, hoping to break this invisible barrier, but Pei Jingchuan always seemed to be able to cleverly turn the topic back to the chess game.

As time passed, the air in the room seemed to become more solemn because of this unspoken emotion.

Pei Tianxiong spoke again, trying to lead the conversation to the future of the family, about the Pei family's inheritance and responsibilities.

But Pei Jingchuan still gave the kind of gentle and evasive answers, always able to resolve his father's concerns invisible.

As the game progressed, Pei Jingchuan gradually gained the upper hand, leaving Pei Tianxiong at a clear disadvantage.

But Pei Tianxiong didn't seem to care about winning or losing. He was more concerned about the spiritual game with his son.

Finally, when it was obvious that Pei Tianxiong was about to lose, he suddenly reached out his hand, smiled gently, and disrupted the pieces on the chessboard.

"It seems that this is the end of today's game. I have no chance of winning." There was a hint of helplessness in his voice.

Pei Tianxiong's sudden move broke the tense atmosphere in the chess game and left an awkward silence.

He stood up and walked towards the door, walking easily but quickly, as if he was eager to escape from this disturbing situation.

Before leaving, he did not look back, but gently closed the study door, leaving Pei Jingchuan sitting there alone, facing the disrupted chess game.

Pei Jingchuan looked at his father's leaving figure, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

In the study, time seemed to have stopped. Pei Jingchuan sat quietly.