She played chess with Mr. Ming for a while and chatted with him, but the old guy didn't let anything slip, and she couldn't get any information out of him.
Xia Yunsheng didn't want to expose her intentions, so she didn't press further.
After about two or three games, the old guy lost interest and said to Liu Yang, "I might be a little sleepy."
"..." The implication was obvious.
Xia Yunsheng hurriedly stood up, "Alright, I'll help you rest."
As she was about to walk over and approached Mr. Ming, the old man stopped her, "Wait a minute!"
Xia Yunsheng smiled and asked, "What's the matter?"
"What's on your face?" he looked at Xia Yunsheng, whose face was covered in red rashes. When she came in, there were none, but now, upon a closer look, the entire face was covered, even on her hands.
