Inside Villa Number One of the Xiangshan Tan Mansion.
The chess game was halfway through.
This time, Fan Sisi did not collapse.
Perhaps due to her relaxed state of mind, she was much more at ease than last night.
However, the gap in chess skill meant she was far behind in points.
Of course, this was a teaching game, different from yesterday.
Just then, there was a loud clatter as the door was pushed open.
Chen Xing'er walked into the study without any politeness.
"Miss Chen!" Fan Tingyun quickly greeted her.
Chen Xing'er chuckled and said, "I heard you weren't at the hotel, so I knew I should look for Chen Fan to play chess."
Fan Tingyun smiled apologetically.
Chen Fan didn't mind. He moved his pieces swiftly, his strong control completing the final scoring moves, making Fan Sisi repeatedly aware of her shortcomings.
After the game, Chen Fan initiated a review and offered some pointers to Fan Sisi.
Fan Sisi gained a lot and was in a great mood.
She put away the chess pieces, stood up, and bowed. "Mr. Chen, thank you for your guidance. I will work hard to improve myself."
Chen Xing'er winked at Chen Fan and said, "Chen Fan, it's my turn."
Upon hearing this, Chen Fan's hand immediately pressed down on the chess box.
"Sorry, I have something else to do. I won't play."
It wasn't that he truly had something else to do, but rather... Chen Xing'er's chess was terrible.
Chen Xing'er possessed excellent qualities in many aspects and was much smarter than the average person. However, her flaws were also obvious: a lack of patience.
Consequently, in a domain like chess, which required both talent and meticulous effort, her performance was rather dismal.
Chen Fan wouldn't put himself through that, so he decisively refused.
"Why won't you play with me?" Chen Xing'er said indignantly.
Don't you have any idea how bad your chess is?
Chen Fan grumbled inwardly but couldn't say it aloud. He stood up and said, "I really have something else to do."
"Mr. Chen, Miss Chen, then we'll take our leave!"
Fan Tingyun, unaware of the situation, tactfully proposed to depart.
Chen Fan couldn't detain them and politely saw them out.
"What do you have to do?" Chen Xing'er, however, was unwilling to let it go and pressed further.
"I..."
As Chen Fan was contemplating a reason, his phone rang.
He picked it up and saw an unfamiliar number.
The call came at a timely moment, and Chen Fan answered.
"Hello, may I speak to the parent of young Master Hu Siyang?"
The voice on the other end sounded somewhat familiar; it was likely a kindergarten teacher.
"Yes, that's me."
"Could you please come to the kindergarten now?" the teacher on the phone asked apologetically. "Young Master Hu Siyang had a small conflict with another child."
Chen Fan frowned and quickly asked, "Is Nannan alright?"
"She's fine!" the kindergarten teacher replied.
"Alright, I'll be there immediately!"
Chen Fan hung up and immediately got into his car.
The passenger door opened, and Chen Xing'er slid in.
Chen Fan glanced at Chen Xing'er and said nothing as he drove towards the kindergarten.
"Is Nannan alright?" Chen Xing'er asked, having not heard clearly.
"She's fine."
Chen Fan replied and then asked, "What are you going there for?"
"I told Nannan to call me Auntie, so of course I have to go see," Chen Xing'er huffed. "Whoever dares bully Nannan, I won't let them off!"
Her voice carried a hint of ferocity.
"It's just a conflict between children," Chen Fan said, feeling a bit speechless.
Chen Xing'er retorted, "If children bully others, it means the adults didn't raise them well. We'll find their parents!"
"It's not that serious!"
Chen Fan said.
"Chen Tianjiao?"
Chen Xing'er suddenly exclaimed.
Chen Fan's expression flickered slightly, and he feigned confusion. "Who? Who is Chen Tianjiao?"
"Your reaction tells me you are Chen Tianjiao. Tell me, why are you pretending not to know me?" Chen Xing'er stared at Chen Fan.
Chen Fan remained composed and said, "I don't know what you're talking about."
"You're still playing coy, aren't you?"
Chen Xing'er sneered. "Do you think I care that much about you? I just think it's embarrassing for the Chen family to have a distinguished young master from a top aristocratic family become a live-in son-in-law. Don't you care about your family's reputation?"
"I told you, you've mistaken me for someone else!"
"Didn't you go to join the army? After so many years, you've become a live-in son-in-law? Are you hiding your identity because it's too shameful, and you don't want me to acknowledge you?"
Chen Fan's expression darkened. "Miss Chen, you've truly mistaken me for someone else."
"Fine, you've got guts. Just you wait!"
Seeing Chen Fan's adamant denial, Chen Xing'er felt deflated, yet a fire rose within her. She said indignantly, "You want to keep pretending? Sooner or later, you won't be able to maintain the facade. When that time comes, I'll break your legs. Hmm, Grandpa has already given his permission for this."
Grandpa had given Chen Xing'er permission to break his legs?
Chen Fan's face twitched, but he remained silent.
Fortunately, they had arrived outside the kindergarten gate by this time.
They got out of the car, entered the kindergarten, and were guided to the office by a security guard.
As they approached the door, he could already hear the commotion inside.
"What kind of kindergarten are you running? My precious child was scratched on the face while under your care!"
"Exactly! You charge over twenty thousand a month in tuition fees, yet you can't even look after the children properly. Are you trying to shut down this kindergarten?"
"My darling isn't wrong for calling her a bastard. This little girl has no parents, and she dares to hit someone! This is outrageous!"
"Get out of my way! I'll tear this little slut's mouth apart..."
...
Hearing the arrogant voices, Chen Fan's heart sank. He entered the office with a cold expression.
Several middle-aged women were berating the kindergarten teachers.
Their attitude was arrogant, and their faces were ugly.
Behind them, a chubby little boy was grinning triumphantly.
Three teachers were shielding the little Nannan behind them, trying to explain themselves amidst the accusations.
But the accusers were aggressive, drowning out their voices.
Chen Fan let out a cold snort and commanded, "Be quiet!"
His voice, like thunder, struck the ears of the arrogant group, making them buzz. They were startled.
They turned to look at Chen Fan. Seeing his ordinary attire and that he wasn't wearing a kindergarten teacher's uniform, they became enraged.
"You must be the parent of that little bastard, right? You've come at the perfect time!"
"Your little slut scratched my darling's face. You must give us an explanation for this, or we won't let this go."
"Kneel and apologize, pay compensation. You can't miss any of it!"
"..."
Chen Fan ignored them and walked towards the little Nannan.
"Uncle!" Seeing Chen Fan, the little Nannan's tears immediately streamed down her face, and she rushed into Chen Fan's embrace.
Teacher Liang from Nannan's class said apologetically, "Uncle Siyang, we apologize. We failed to look after her properly and have caused you trouble!"
Chen Fan picked up Nannan, shook his head, and was about to speak.
However, a sharp-tongued woman interrupted them, arrogantly shouting, "Apologize for what? You didn't look after my darling properly, and he got hurt, yet you're apologizing to the parent of this little bastard. What does that mean?"
"It seems your kindergarten is tired of operating, isn't it? You haven't given us an explanation yet, but you're apologizing to this poor person? So, it's our fault, is that it?"
"..."
Teacher Liang said helplessly, "We're sorry, we indeed weren't careful enough, but Zifeng isn't seriously hurt. Can we let this matter go?"
"Let it go? How do you expect me to let it go?"
The woman shrieked, "My darling's face is ruined, and you expect me to just let it go?"
"Apologize, pay compensation. You can't miss any of it, or we won't stop!"
"Do you know who my husband is? He's the district director. Do you believe I can shut down your kindergarten with a single word?"
"Expel this ill-bred brat! Apologize, pay compensation. You can't miss any of it!"
The women pressed aggressively.
Chen Xing'er clenched her fists.
Chen Fan rubbed Nannan's little head and said, "It's okay, Nannan, don't worry. Uncle will handle it."