Qin Jiao gave an embarrassed laugh. She was actually already holding back, but it wouldn't be right to pretend she didn't know how to play at all. Besides, with Shen Yi sitting right next to her like a human furnace, Qin Jiao found herself growing a little restless.
Nearby, Qin Zhonghui, Su Yun, Sun Jianhua, and Qin Na were playing mahjong. Xiao Shi was playing with toys with Xiao Cheng, and a sketch from the Spring Festival Gala was on TV.
Qin Jiao suddenly relaxed.
This warm feeling of a big family celebrating the New Year together… it had been a long, long time.
Her gaze drifted to Shen Yi out of the corner of her eye. He was intently studying the chessboard, trying to find a way to counter his grandpa's strategy, and he didn't seem to notice her looking at him.
Qin Jiao silently turned her head away.
'If only my family could have been like this in my past life,' she thought. 'But alas, there are no 'if onlys'.'
