Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Hearing that, Jiang Beiyuan’s thin lips languidly arched up.

“Alright. Please give in to me.”

Oh?

He’s this easy to talk to?

Thinking how she should give in to the man since he was being so amenable for once, Yan Nian cleared her throat and said, “Fret not. I won’t let you suffer an overly humiliating defeat.”

He merely nodded and gestured for her to start the game. “Mrs. Jiang, please.”

Her heart thumped hard at how the man actually made the calm and lazy action to be so provocative.

From his mouth, the term “Mrs. Jiang” sounded so silky and pleasant to the ears.

He started the game with his cannon and she followed up with her horse, wanting to block his path and capture his chariot.

He remained calm and collected as he moved his chariot ahead with the intention of capturing her cannon. Eyeing his chariot, she retreated her cannon.

“I’m gonna eat you up!” declared the smiling woman with clear and mesmerizing crescent eyes.

His eyes darkened at this, his voice suddenly turning a little hoarse. “Are you sure you can?”

“Tsk. Of course!”

The glee on her face was fully evident when she moved a chess piece forward by a step and got rid of his chariot in the process.

He calmly moved his elephant while she continued to forge straight on in an attempt to keep his horse in check.

He moved his counselor to hold the fort on his end, and she moved her horse.

This seemingly aggressive move, however, only made her more susceptible to his trap.

Being someone who only knew how to launch an aggressive attack without defending herself, Yan Nian clearly did not understand the danger ahead, and, hence, it resulted in Jiang Beiyuan’s horse capturing her horse when his turn next came.

As such, she could only sacrifice her cannon to preserve her chariot.

This pretty much equated to falling into her opponent’s trap, though.

Holding a chess piece between the index and middle fingers of his right hand, the man cocked a brow and his lips curled into a smirk.

“I’m entering your territory.”

Following this, he made a move with his chess piece to wipe off her horse.

Sensing things going awry, she bit hard into her lower lip. “Don’t you dare do so!”

This got him bursting into laughter. His smile extended all the way to his eyes as he calmly said, “I’m doing exactly that.”

Mimicking her tone with his sexy voice, he entered her territory with his cannon. She then shifted her chariot to capture the cannon, thinking that the man was after her chariot.

Alas, he did the exact opposite of what she expected with his counselor. It rendered her thoroughly dumbfounded.

Hey, hey. Didn’t he say he only knew a bit of the game?

Well now, the results are clear: the game will end with him checkmating me.

She gave him an exasperated laugh as she helplessly spread her hands out wide. “How am I going to play on when you’ve eaten me up?”

Jiang Beiyuan: “Not yet.”

The woman could not hear the hidden implication in his words, however.

Her thinking was not so meticulous, so she could not understand the meaning behind certain actions and words. After all, her only sexual experience was that night when she was 18. She was enlightened to such affairs by that man whom she did not even have a clear look at.

“What are you saying? Haven’t you eaten me up? You’re obviously playing dumb!”

His smile grew wider.

Playing dumb?

Yep, it was indeed so, yet this foolish woman still bought his act.

He looked right into her clear, classic almond-shaped eyes, which had clearly defined black and white portions, with his dark orbs.

He rarely came across such clear and glistening eyes sans impurities.

It was this pair of eyes that first attracted him to her back then. Right now, he felt oddly comfortable and relaxed, and it showed in his indolent manner. “Okay, I did eat you up. So what can you do about it?”

What do I want to do?

What else can I do?

In her anxiousness, she suddenly picked up the elephant chess piece and moved it across the river, ignoring the grid lines.

“Mhm?”

Never expecting such a move from her, he reached out to grab her wrist in mid-air.

“Have you ever seen someone’s elephant crossing the river?”

The woman unabashedly lifted her chin. “Well, mine does!”

“Unlike you, I don’t play it this way.”

He found her antics amusing and delightful.

She seemed to have returned to her past self — a fearless and unreasonable lass who would bite his ears when he carried her on his back to the hospital, fire questions at him about his rank in the family and his family size, and argue that he definitely cheated when she lost to him in a game of chess.