Huhua President

"Is your illness better?" Chen Fangrui asked.

Mrs. Takeuchi nodded, her eyes kept scanning her face affectionately, and suddenly her eyes stopped on her cheeks. There were very small wounds, and the wounds could not be seen without careful inspection, "What's the matter?" She supported Chen Fangrui's chin and turned her face slightly and asked.

Chen Fangrui knew in her heart that it was Zhang Nana's whipping wound, but she didn't expect Mrs. Takeuchi to see it. She held her hand and explained: "I accidentally scratched it, but it will be healed soon."

"Xiaochi, Doctor Fan will come to check you in a while, I'll go to the front first." Mrs. Takeuchi quickly got up and took off the coat from the hanger and put it on Chen Jianglong's body.

"Tired? Go back to your room and take a rest, and wait for Dr. Fan."

Chen Fangrui stretched her waist a lot, "Well! I'm really tired after talking about it, so I'll go back to my room first."

Before Dr. Fan came, Chen Fangrui fell asleep as soon as she lay on her bed. Her body was embedded in soft pillows. The pink sheets made her skin as white and tender as snow. Her long hair was slightly curled and spread on the white bed. On the pillow, under the warm sunshine in the room, she can finally sleep peacefully.

"Cool breeze...cool breeze!" While sleeping, Chen Fangrui felt someone calling her nickname softly, the voice was gentle, and she opened her eyes dimly. It was no longer a strange dome and decoration, but her own room.

"It's time to eat, put on your clothes!" Mrs. Chen pulled Chen Fangrui up, "How tired are you? Are you in the Killer League and they don't allow you to sleep?"

"It's because my home is so comfortable!" Chen Fangrui stretched her waist, and the loose sleeves slid down her slender arms, revealing her lotus-white skin, "Is Dad back?" Chen Fangrui got off the bed with bare feet Full of thick carpet.

"I don't like the floor of the Killer League the most. There is always no carpet, and it's very cold to step on it with bare feet!" With fluffy hair, she turned her head and smiled at Mrs. Takeuchi, complaining.

"Xiaochi, come to my study after dinner. I have something to tell you." Chen Jianglong said softly before picking up the chopsticks. The Chen family has a rule that politics is never discussed at the dinner table. do not like to hear.

Chen Jianglong's study is not as luxurious as the headquarters of the Killer League Killer League. The whole house does not seem to be as gorgeous as the guest room. There are mountains of books and books, an ivory white fireplace, and a simple black long table. The only thing that can tell Chen Jianglong's identity is the wall. The horizontally placed ancient sword on the side table comes from the distant Ming Dynasty.

Chen Fangrui knocked on the door of the study with Sydney soup in her hand, "Knock! Knock! Knock!", and there was a response from inside: "Come in!"

Chen Jianglong was sitting in a chair by the fireplace, warming himself by the fire, "Dad, I cooked it myself, can you taste if it tastes as good as my mother's?" Chen Fangrui sat on the ground at Chen Jianglong's feet.

"Xiaochi, do you know Lin Zhenhai?" He asked casually.

"It's not a lot..." Chen Fangrui thought for a while and said, "I only know that he is the eldest son of the Killer Alliance, and he is highly valued by Major General Alexander. He studied in Munich, Germany, and he really wants to learn military combat. ,...his character is very commanding, that's why Major General Alexander valued him so much," Chen Fangrui looked up at Chen Jianglong and replied.