Black Lotus Daughter She is Not Easy To Mess With

Xie family in Beijing.

Xie An is playing chess with Mr. Xie in the study.

Xie An was called Third Master Xie in the Beijing circle, the only son of the Xie family of the Xungui family, because he was the third oldest of the Xie family's grandchildren, so people in the circle called him Third Master.

Said to be the third master, it is indeed the crown prince of the Xie family who speaks the truth. His actions are cunning, his wrists are tough, and he is intimidating. Everyone in the circle knows that the Xie family has Xie Ren, and He Chou's glory does not continue.

In addition to his ability, the third master is famous for his appearance that is hard to find in the world, which has attracted many famous ladies from aristocratic families.

Originally, at which meeting Xie An was supposed to be at this time, or at the research institute, he temporarily received a call from his third uncle in the morning, saying that he had something to do with him and asked him to go back to the old house, and then he lined up. The itinerary came back specially.

After Mr. Xie stepped down from his position, he liked to find someone to play chess when he had nothing to do. However, several sons were in high positions and had no time to go down with him as an idler. Usually, he had to play with himself.

It's not easy for his dearest grandson to come back, but he can't get hold of him for a good chess addiction.

"It's your turn."

Mr. Xie dropped the chess piece contentedly, with a very proud expression on his face, as if this step could completely block Xie An's way.

"Have you thought about it?" Xie An frowned slightly.

Mr. Xie held Heizi in his hand, and looked like he was planning a strategy: "But hurry up, what ink marks?"

But when the white child in Xie An's hand fell, the old man's expression changed.

"Wait, why did you go here, it's not appropriate, it's not appropriate."

Xie An chuckled: "I think it's quite suitable, it's your turn."

Mr. Xie rolled his eyes at him, this grandson is really a grandson.

I also "killed" my own grandfather, and I really learned that they learned their family style incisively and vividly.

"Why hasn't your third uncle come back? Didn't you make an appointment for ten o'clock? What time is it? Why don't you call to ask?"

Xie An raised his eyebrows: "Well, it's time to ask."

When he looked down at his phone, the old man took advantage of Xie An's inattentiveness and began to change the positions of the pieces on the chessboard. When the position was changed, the old man showed a satisfied smile on his face.

The corner of Xie Sanye's mouth raised slightly, seeing all this in his eyes.

Before his call was broadcast, there was a loud noise from downstairs.

Grandpa and grandson looked at each other and got up and went downstairs very tacitly.

"You puny monkey, you know all day long that you can cause trouble. When you are in front of your grandfather today, I have to get you down."

Xie Yan's third uncle, Xie Yanchuan, was holding a feather duster and stroking a boy in ripped trousers with green hair highlighted around the sofa.

"What happened to me today, I didn't do anything."

The banished monkey was named Xie Feng, the only son of Xie Yanchuan, the cousin of Xie An, and the famous devil king of the Xie family's grandchildren.

Mr. Xie walked to the stairs and saw the little grandson at home who was dyed with hair and looked like a green-haired turtle. He felt a pain in his temples. It was really unfortunate for the family.

"How dare you say that you haven't done anything. Your teacher has called home. How old are you? You are in the second year of high school this year, and you are not in the second year of primary school. You have been hired by your teacher as a parent. Are you ashamed?"

Xie Feng expressed that he strongly disagreed with his statement: "Didn't I listen to your words and didn't go to class? Are you blaming me now?"

Xie Feng: Do you think I am very obedient?

Xie Yanchuan: Do the slippers in my hand match your butt?