the pieces fell into the go jar, and the sound of them hitting each other was clear and loud. jing hanchuan was the first to put away the white pieces. he lowered his head and rubbed the go jar. there was a simple pattern on it, and the edges were painted with enamel. it was very delicate.
"this jar is pretty."
"yes, zhichu made it."
"how's huanhuan?" jing hanchuan had reminded fu chen last time.
"it's good."
……
after exchanging a few pleasantries, they changed the topic.
"who do you think asked the question just now?" jing hanchuan looked at him with his usual warm and clear expression, as if he would not stop until fu chen gave him an answer.
fu chen knew that he was an old fox. once he opened his mouth, it would be a bottomless pit. no matter who he pushed out, jing hanchuan would definitely turn the problem to fu qinyuan and jing xingyao.
just as he was thinking, the sound of a car engine came from outside again. it was fu sinian.
