Damn, How could my family be so wealthy?
Chapter 233 - 232: Speak with Strength

Chapter 233: Chapter 232: Speak with Strength

Because Su Ruizhi and Bai Xiuping had returned to the castle early, the family of four’s dinner was still very lively.

They chatted casually about household matters.

Regarding Li Feiyu’s issue, Su Ruizhi had already heard a brief overview from his wife on the way home.

At the dinner table, Su Ruizhi only mentioned it in passing and, upon getting the response that Su Mu had already resolved it, he lost interest in asking any further.

Bai Xiuping didn’t have a good impression of Li Feiyu, so naturally, Su Ruizhi wouldn’t have any good feelings toward this girl he had never met.

Li Feiyu became a closed Chapter.

After dinner, everyone moved to the old man’s study to watch Su Ruizhi and the old man battle it out over a few games of chess.

As expected, all the games resulted in Su Ruizhi’s loss.

"Old man, is your chess skill this poor?"

"After all, I won a game against Grandpa this afternoon, how come you can’t win even one?"

The old man had laid down the gauntlet that afternoon, declaring if Su Mu couldn’t win, he shouldn’t think about leaving the study.

Though both grandfather and grandson knew it was just a joke,

Su Mu still played with his utmost concentration.

After losing several games in a row, he finally managed to narrowly defeat the old man in one game.

Although Su Mu had only won one game, the old man was indeed very satisfied.

After all, Su Mu hadn’t been playing chess for very long, and to win a game against him was a truly commendable feat.

Since retiring, the old man had kept himself company with calligraphy and chess.

Plus, having been a chess fanatic since childhood, the old man’s skill level was certainly very high.

"You won a game against your Grandpa?"

Su Ruizhi asked incredulously.

As far as Su Ruizhi remembered, he had never won a game against the old man.

Su Ruizhi was not very interested in chess, and he had been busy with his studies when he was young.

As he grew older and took over the Su Family conglomerate, he had even less time to touch what he considered to be the time-wasting chess pieces.

Su Mu had never shown any particular fondness for chess either.

So Su Ruizhi and Bai Xiuping never thought about cultivating Su Mu’s talents in this area.

In Su Ruizhi’s eyes, Xiao Mu’s chess skill should be even worse than his own, right?

How could he possibly win against the old man?

"It couldn’t be that Grandpa let you win, could it?"

Su Ruizhi felt this was the only possibility that could explain Xiao Mu’s victory over the old man.

"What are you saying? Am I that kind of person?"

Before Su Mu had the chance to refute his dad’s words, the old man blew his beard and glared at Su Ruizhi.

To the old man, the integrity of chess was extremely important.

Throwing a game was not only a disrespect to the game itself but also to the opponent.

The old man was very pleased with his grandson and took great care when playing chess, not daring to be the slightest bit careless.

Xiao Mu’s victory came entirely from his own strength; there was none of the nonsense Su Ruizhi was implying.

"Xiao Mu is much more intelligent than you. A man over forty, you’ve never won against me."

"Xiao Mu hasn’t been learning chess for long, and yet he has already managed to win against me; this just shows that Xiao Mu is smarter than you."

The old man spared no praise when it came to his grandson.

He directly compared Su Ruizhi unfavorably.

"Dad, at least save me some face."

"After all, Xiao Mu is still my son."

Su Ruizhi touched his nose, somewhat helpless.

Xiao Mu had just won one game against the old man, right?

And now the old man’s praise had overshadowed him, the father.

Su Ruizhi felt his face had been thoroughly crushed in front of his son.

"People need to have the courage to face reality."

The old man completely ignored the pleading look Su Ruizhi sent him and summed it up with a single sentence.

"Xiao Mu, let’s you and I play a game."

"I refuse to believe it. I’ve been playing chess with your grandfather for decades, and you’ve only touched the board for how long?"

Su Ruizhi’s competitive spirit was also ignited.

He had always lost to his own father, but now could he really lose to his own son as well?

Su Ruizhi thought that even if the old man hadn’t gone easy, Xiao Mu’s victory must have been a fluke.

As for his son’s chess skills, Su Ruizhi felt that he, as a father, still understood them well.

After arranging the chess board, Su Ruizhi gestured for Su Mu to sit down and play a game with him.

Now that the entire family was in the old man’s study, Su Ruizhi felt he needed to reclaim some face.

"Xiao Mu, play seriously and show your dad what true strength is."

The old man didn’t consider his son’s feelings at all and directly cheered on his grandson.

In the old man’s eyes, there were no fathers and sons on the chessboard—victory was victory, defeat was defeat, and everything depended on skill.

"Xiao Mu, you can do it, Mom is supporting you."

Bai Xiuping wasn’t keen on chess but stood very firmly on her son’s side nonetheless.

Seeing the one-sided camp, Su Ruizhi didn’t want to waste his breath.

He thought it would be better to prove himself through actions rather than words to his own dad and wife.

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"How is that possible?"

The game on the board didn’t last long and ended with Su Mu’s complete victory.

Su Ruizhi’s face was one of disbelief.

He had just lost to his own son?

Thinking back on his confident demeanor just a moment ago, Su Ruizhi felt his face flush with embarrassment.

But now, Su Ruizhi was convinced that Xiao Mu could have beaten the old man in the afternoon.

It wasn’t because the old man had gone easy, nor was it Xiao Mu’s luck.

Through just one game of chess, Su Ruizhi could see that Xiao Mu’s skills were genuine.

"What do you say now? Are you convinced?"

The old man glanced at his son with a hint of challenge. Daring to claim he had gone easy?

Now do you understand that your chess skills truly don’t match up to your son’s?

"Convinced, definitely convinced."

"Like father, like son, eh?"

Su Ruizhi wasn’t unhappy; having a capable son only reflected well on him as a father, didn’t it?

"Son, you’re amazing!"

Bai Xiuping gave a big thumbs up, lavishing praise without hesitation.

She wasn’t worried at all about whether her husband would feel humiliated.

"Dad, like father, like son they say, but how come grandpa’s chess skills skipped you and I got them through some kind of generational leap?"

The atmosphere was very relaxed, and Su Mu began to tease his dad.

"I can only say your grandpa was biased, passing it to me as a recessive gene that couldn’t be expressed."

"But in you, it’s turned dominant again."

"Anyway, no matter how you look at it, those genes are still what I passed on to you."

Could Su Ruizhi, the chairman of a large consortium, really be left speechless by his own son?

"Dad, it’s truly a pity you didn’t become a biologist."

Su Mu shook his head exaggeratedly, making a regretful expression.

"I feel the same way,"

Su Ruizhi nodded thoughtfully.

"Just think of how much I’ve sacrificed for this family. The Su Family Group has cost the nation a scientist."

"Hahaha..."

"Husband, if only your chess skills were as good as your bragging."

The family enjoyed a rare moment of joy in the old man’s study.

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