Charm point maxed out, inheriting game assets

The earlier sense of unease about today’s meeting had disappeared without a trace.

...

At this moment, the deep and magnetic voice of Ouyang Xianyue sounded in his ears: ”We have arrived.”

Tang Song quickly snapped back to reality and responded softly with an ”Mm.”

Closed the system interface.

Slightly turned his head to look at the elegant and regal Precision Queen beside him.

From the ”game of chess” that determined the fate of [TY Precision] in early spring of 2019, to the ”reunion in Rong City” in the winter of 2023, nearly five years passed in the blink of an eye.

Time seemed to have left no trace on her exquisite and flawless face.

It only made her mature and noble charm become richer and more captivating.

Perhaps sensing Tang Song’s unabashedly scrutinizing gaze, Ouyang Xianyue’s lips moved slightly, stirring waves in her heart.

For some reason, she felt that the Tang Song in front of her was somewhat different from a few minutes ago.

...

The car stopped in front of that familiar traditional-style building.

Secretary Chen and others had already been waiting respectfully by the side, opening the car door for the two.

Tang Song got out of the car first, carrying the heavy wooden gift box, and scanned the familiar courtyard ahead.

The air seemed to be filled with the scent of time, with blue bricks, dark tiles, and gnarled old trees.

Serenity and depth.

He then glanced at Ouyang Xianyue, who had a somewhat wistful look in her eyes.

Back then, she suffered the loss of her husband right after getting married, making her more sensitive and fearful than anyone of familial ties and farewells.

Now, her grandfather, who had always been her pillar of support, shielding her from the storms of life, was about to pass away.

Her heart was far from as peaceful as it appeared on the surface.

It might even have a profound impact on her state and emotions.

This was also the primary reason why the system assigned this interactive task, having him come to ”console” her.

As their eyes met, it seemed Ouyang Xianyue wanted to say something to cover her loss of composure.

But in the end, she just pressed her red lips and softly said, ”Let’s go in.”

As soon as she finished speaking.

Tang Song suddenly reached out, gently patted her back, and said in a calm voice, ”Don’t worry, I’m here for everything. Let’s go.”

After speaking, he took a step forward.

Watching his back and listening to his words just now.

A strong sense of disorientation arose in Ouyang Xianyue’s mind.

...

In front of the suite door facing the sun on the first floor.

Ouyang Xianyue first knocked on the door and softly called out: ”Grandpa.”

Then gently pushed it open and led Tang Song inside.

In the room, there was no smell of hospital disinfectant, replaced by a faint medicinal fragrance.

Medical monitoring equipment was placed in the corner but cleverly hidden by screens and green plants.

Tang Song’s gaze instantly landed on that bed.

After nearly five years, he finally saw Academician Ouyang again.

He was half-leaning on an adjustable medical bed, covered with a thin woolen blanket.

He appeared much older and frailer, with deeper wrinkles on his face, and his skin had slackened slightly.

On the small table by his bed lay a familiar Go board made of polished black and white jade stones.

This scene sent a faint buzz through his mind.

”Ding! [Badge - Arranger] has been activated.”

Immediately, strands of golden lines appeared before his eyes.

Some deep-seated knowledge and skills began to surface from his mind.

The understanding, calculations, and arrangements from that thrilling game of Go in 2019, the profound insights into the Dao and techniques of Go; even the cutting-edge knowledge about quantum computing, new materials, and industrial software discussed with Ouyang Chengping back then...

Some knowledge might not be deep due to the current level of comprehension, but it truly integrated into his memory.

In a flash of thought, Tang Song absorbed and fused these things.

His eyes glowed with a profound confidence.

This felt more like a return at the soul level.

Not imitation, nor acting, but a natural serenity and control.

...

On the bed, Ouyang Chengping slowly opened his cloudy eyes.

When he saw the two, especially Tang Song behind Ouyang Xianyue, a heartfelt smile appeared on his face.

”Tang Song!”

Though his voice was somewhat frail, it was still firm.

Tang Song quickly collected his thoughts, stepped forward with humility, and said: ”Academician Ouyang, long time no see.”

”You rascal, you still remember to come back to see this old man.”

”I’ve always wanted to see you again, but thinking that I have yet to fully fulfill my promise to you, I was afraid of disturbing your peace, so I dared not come rashly.”

A momentary daze passed across Ouyang Chengping’s gaze as he slowly sat up on the bed, sighing: ”I must admit, you’ve far exceeded my expectations back then, you’ve done very well.”

”To receive your acknowledgment is my honor,” Tang Song replied, handing over the wooden box in his hand. ”Knowing you love tea, I specially found a good teapot for you, hoping it will suit your taste.”

Ouyang Chengping glanced at the simple yet exquisite wooden box, smiled, and opened it.

A classically shaped stone scoop teapot lay quietly on a bright yellow silk cushion.

With smooth lines, the teapot body displayed a warm and deep purplish-red color, evidently a top-tier masterpiece by a renowned artist.

Tang Song timely introduced: ”This teapot is called [Ganlu Spring Pot], and it’s said that the brewed tea is exceptionally sweet and pure, and also beneficial to health.”

Ouyang Chengping held the smooth-as-jade purple clay teapot in his palm, caressing it repeatedly, and couldn’t put it down.