Milo looked at his father with a blank expression.
"What kind of look is that? A bit unwilling, and a bit depressed." Anlos unintentionally looked up, saw Milo's expression, and laughed, "It's quite similar to how I feel now."
Milo couldn't hold it back any longer, pointing at the chessboard, "Just now, weren't you about to lose! Then you took advantage of answering the phone to upset the board. Isn't this cheating!"
"Ah, did I?" Anlos looked innocent and said, "Why do I feel like I was about to win?"
Milo got up and left, "I'm going to bed, you should rest early too, and by the way, I don't want to play this game again these days, just watching it makes me frustrated..."
Such a financial magnate, actually acting like this...
...
That night, not a word was spoken.
The next day, Chen Feiqiu went to find Bai Xiaosheng as usual, and they were going to continue traveling for leisure.
