Huhua President

It was high in the sun, and the bruises on Chen Fangrui's cuffs caught Lin Zhenhai's attention, "What are you doing!" She struggled to refuse the person who came quickly to grab her hand.

"Let me see!" He grabbed Chen Fangrui's arm and straightened her body, rolled up the cuffs with lotus leaf sleeves, and there were bruises on his white and slender wrists.

"Does it hurt?" His fingertips stroked the finger marks on her wrist, and his steady voice was comforting.

Chen Fangrui raised her head and met his eyes. The gentle and warm voice just now made her heart tremble, "It hurts..." She replied softly.

"Can I come in?" It was Mrs. Deng who knocked on the door suddenly. Chen Fangrui was taken aback, but Lin Zhenhai was much calmer in comparison.

"Wait a minute! I'm changing clothes! Please wait a moment!" Chen Fangrui probably got excited, took Lin Zhenhai's hand and stuffed him into the cabinet.

"What are you doing?..." She covered Lin Zhenhai's mouth.

"Hide it obediently and honestly, eh!" She widened her eyes and closed the closet door casually.

"Ma'am," Chen Fangrui opened the door, "Is there anything you need to do so late?" she asked.

"It's okay." Mrs. Deng touched Fangrui's arm, "I heard from Mama Lin that you and Viagra had a picnic, let me see if anything happened, does the wound hurt?"

"Thank you ma'am," Chen Fangrui let her into the house, "I'm sorry for your trouble."

"You are a guest of the Assassin League..." Mama Lin knocked on the door while talking, "Madam, the general invites you to the study."

"I see." Mrs. Deng straightened Chen Fangrui's hair, "Go to bed early, and call Mama Lin if you feel unwell."

Seeing Mrs. Deng going out, Chen Fangrui forced a smile on her face. Seeing her turn around the stairs, she quickly closed the door and ran to the closet.

"Are you okay?" Chen Fangrui asked with concern, staring at the tall and straight man standing in the closet.

"Is there anything to hide? Is there anything shameful?" He frowned and came out of the cabinet with a look of displeasure.

"It's not good for someone to bump into you at night, it will be misunderstood." Chen Fangrui said while sitting on the bed.

"It's fine to make up a reason. I came to get books and find things, but now it looks like... I did something shameful."

Lin Zhenhai straightened his collar and took a book from the bookcase to go out, "Stop touching Zhao Qiqiang!" He warned Chen Fangrui for no reason.

Finally, she was left alone in the room. After a day of exhaustion, her body was so crisp, she lay on the bed and pulled the quilt over without changing her clothes, and fell asleep after a while.

Just when Mrs. Deng was about to treat Chen Fangrui as her prospective daughter-in-law, Major General Alexander brought her a completely unexpected new notice, "What do you think about marrying the Chen family?"

"Okay, Chen Meimei's looks, family education, talents, and personality are all very good. She is a good match with Viagra, and..."

"Then what do you think of her and Zhenhai?"

Madam Deng was taken aback by Major General Alexander's question, and it took a long time before she answered slowly: "I think she and Viagra may be more suitable."

Mrs. Deng glanced at Major General Alexander's expressionless face, and sighed softly, "If you want to match Zhenhai and Chen Meimei, you have to find a way to deal with her relationship with Viagra, your son may have feelings for Fangrui .”

"I'll let him go for a while." Major General Alexander said, putting down the pen in his hand.

"Anyway, they are all married. Which one is different? Why do you have to... Marry Zhenhai, and it will easily hurt the feelings of the two brothers." Mrs. Deng didn't quite understand.