Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse

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"Little girl, do you know how to play chess? Shall we have a game?" Liu Aimin effortlessly took out the chess set from under the table and set it up on the tea table, not giving Zhang Shan Ni a chance to object.

Zhang Shanni: "..." Darling, this feels like being coerced into winning! Luckily, she still knew how to move the pieces in chess, but to say she was good at it—absolutely not!

Watching the elder’s annoyed expression change after Xie Jingchen left, his brows and eyes relaxed as he displayed a philanthropic expression befitting a wealthy man. However, the Military Guard Uniform he wore took away much of the goodwill he intended to convey, leaving people with the impression ’he’s not a hot-tempered man’ at best.

"That old man better let me win a few steps, I’m a complete novice," Zhang Shanni said with a smile, nodding her head and began fiddling with the chess pieces alongside the commander.

Honestly, her grandfather passed away early in her previous life, and it was he who had taught her chess. She was only thirteen at that time and only roughly learned the basics like ’a horse moves in an L-shape, an elephant in a field, soldier crossing the river can’t turn back’, and other simple rules. So calling herself a beginner was an absolute truth.

"No worries, the old man will let you take back three moves!"

In fact, the commander’s chess skills weren’t that great either. Firstly, his mental agility had greatly diminished over the years due to illness. Playing chess with Zhang Shanni was simply a way to pass time and a means to judge her character.