C1002 The queen of the future

Duan Chengrui sat alone at the table, his chess game unchanged.

That pair of beautiful eyes had taken many years for it to become clear and half transparent. Now that the note was reflected in Duan Chengrui's hand, each of the words on it, suddenly flowed down with tears, soaking Duan Chengrui's robe.

"Is this the kind of woman you want?"

On that paper, shockingly