Chapter 295 Someone Stands With You At Dusk, Someone Asks You How To Warm The Porridge
Sitting in a wheelchair.

Lin Tian was even more able to notice that Fang Chen's temperament had indeed undergone some changes from the last time they met yesterday.

If the previous Fang Chen still carried the vigor of a young man, like a sword drawn out of its sheath, but the current Fang Chen.

The vigor was suddenly lost.

On the contrary, there is a feeling of introverted energy, which makes people unable to see through the depth.

Compared with the previous appearance, the current Fang Chen seems to be more calm and unfathomable.

"Vori!".

As the smoke dissipated, Lin Tian suddenly noticed a big hole in the ceiling in the bedroom behind Fang Chen...

"What kind of thing are you practicing, kid?"

"I have added various alloy-reinforced building materials, which have reached the 5A security defense level.

Didn't you just throw a grenade in the room?".

Lin Tian's voice fell, and even Fang Jiuran's beautiful eyes froze.

5A security level?

This can be said to be as solid as gold, how did Fang Chen destroy it like this?

Fang Chen himself didn't know it, he shrugged resentfully, and asked back;

"5A security level...

is it awesome?".

"I just wanted to try a newly acquired martial skill.

In the end, I only used less than 20.00% of the power.

Your ceiling is like this..."

Yes, Fang Chen broke through again.

It has to be said that his luck was really good.

When he fought against Inoue last time, with the help of life-and-death oppression, Fang Chen squeezed out his potential and successfully broke through to the realm of transformation.

And now, Fang Chen has reached another level in less than two weeks.

Reached the stage of transformation environment.

Don't underestimate that this is just a small stage of improvement.

For any martial arts master, this is an insurmountable gap and gap.

after all.

Guys like Fang Chen and Huang Bufan who can fight at higher levels are not common in themselves.

A small gap in background often represents the balance of victory or defeat in a battle.

And at the moment of breaking through, Fang Chen's mind flooded with a martial skill that comes with Yan Huang Jue.

This move is called Huangquan Finger.

"Newly acquired martial arts...".

Lin Tian really wanted to slap Fang Chen to death, sir, how could anyone have nothing to do to try martial arts in the room?
And listen to what Fang Chen said, was it someone who said it?
I just used less than 20.00% of the power...

Nima!

According to what you said, if you go all out, kid, I'm afraid you and Mr.

Fang will have to live together in the underground again.

Fang Jiuran covered his mouth and said, "Mr.

Lin, Zifan, have you eaten yet? Why don't you stay and eat together?".

Lin Tian and his son shook their heads, they both have other things to do.

One of the two is the head of the huge Lin family, and the other is the president of the Lin Group.

Both of them are full of opportunities.

Seeing that Fang Chen was not in any danger, why would he continue to stay here and talk nonsense, so he bid farewell and faded away.

"System, it's time to sign in."

While brushing his teeth, Fang Chen said inarticulately.

"Ding, remind the host to sign in."

"Sign in".

[Sign in successfully, reward the host with a lucky draw]

"lottery".

[Reward the host to obtain a set of Fang Huajiu's old house]

The old house where Fang Huajiu once lived?
That USB flash drive has always been what Fang Chen misses the most now.

He faintly feels that perhaps when the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce looked for him, it was inseparable from some secrets held by his father.

The address of the old house is very clear in my mind, it is in Changquan City.

However, Fang Chen didn't plan to go in such a hurry, he just went to work at the Universal Chamber of Commerce as usual today.

"You, can you not scare me, and do something frightening at every turn, you are going to die."

Fang Jiuran saw off Lin Tian and his son, turned his head and walked in front of Fang Chen.

Slim.

She didn't bother to wash her hair today, so she wore a cute little ball.

With the woman's beautiful, mature and sexy cheeks, there was a kind of contrasting beauty.

What a beauty.

Fang Chen stopped Fang Jiuran with a smirk, but unfortunately he could only reach the woman's slender waist while sitting in a wheelchair;

"I really only used [-] million points of true energy, really only [-] million points...".

Fang Jiuran rolled his eyes; "I think you have a grudge against the house.

The last house you lived in was blown into dust."

"Now this house has made you blow out a big hole."

"Chen'er, I think I have reason to suspect that you are suitable to sleep on the street as a homeless man, and I have solid evidence."

Hey.

Fang Chen glanced at the house he lived in last night with a smirk.

As a woman, Fang Jiuran's brain circuits were naturally not as jumpy as Fang Chen's.

What this little bastard is thinking now is that he can sleep with Seventh Sister tonight.

Otherwise, the ceiling in the bedroom is rotten, so could it be possible to let Fang Chen bathe in the moonlight?
I rubbed my hands.

Fang Chen's nose moved; "What smell...".

There was a faint smell of food coming from the kitchen, Fang Chen's stomach was already hungry, and now he started to growl.

Fang Jiuran' Ah! ' screamed and rushed into the kitchen.

She was attracted by the huge movement made by Fang Chen just now, and she almost forgot that she was still cooking.

"Damn, could it be that Xiao Qi made me breakfast?".

Fang Chen glanced in the direction of the kitchen in surprise, then touched the tip of his nose.

After wiping his face indiscriminately, he also pushed the wheelchair and walked over.

In fact, he can barely go to the ground today.

Of course, he had to use crutches, but sitting was more comfortable than standing, and Fang Chen didn't bother to change his wheelchair.

If Yu Qiushan and the others saw that he was able to walk on the ground in just one day after being discharged from the hospital, they would probably have to ask around and regard him as a freak.

As soon as he sat at the dining table, Fang Jiuran came out with a large steaming stew pot; "Huh!".

Her eyes were firmly locked on the stew pot in her hand.

"Try it!".

"Did you really do it yourself?".

Fang Chen said in astonishment.

Fang Jiuran put down the stewing pot and raised his head proudly; "Naturally, do you think your seventh sister can't even do such a simple thing as cooking?".

In addition to being moved.

"Someone stands with you at dusk, and someone asks you how warm the porridge is."

This line of lyrics suddenly appeared in Fang Chen's head, and a warm feeling emerged in his heart.

Fang Jiuranyu sat directly opposite Fang Chen with her chin propped on her hand, her eyes filled with anticipation; "But this is my first time cooking, and the cooking is not delicious, so don't blame me."

"Okay, I'll try it."

Fang Chen picked up the chopsticks and frowned at the first bite.

Fang Jiuran's heart hanging in his throat suddenly gave a "Gaden"; "Is it hard to eat?".

Fang Chen shook his head with a smile; "It's delicious, I'm starting it."

After saying that, he directly grabbed a steamed bun, gobbled it up, and swept the battlefield with all his might.

Fang Jiuranyu covered her mouth with her hands; "Is it that delicious? Eat slowly, no one will grab you."

good to eat?

Delicious chicken!
If Fang Chen really didn't want to live up to Fang Jiuran's desire to get up early, he would have rushed to the toilet and retched.

Watching Fang Chen eat, Fang Jiuran was a little hungry, so he picked up the chopsticks and took a bite.

When Fang Chen raised his head to stop it, it was too late; "Ugh...".

amount……

Fang Jiuran took a sip and was choked by this strange dish mixed with various seasonings.

"Don't eat it, Chen'er, this is the scene of a large car rollover...".

Seeing that Fang Chen was still fighting hard.

Fang Jiuran hurriedly tugged on Fang Chen's arm, and the young man smiled without raising his head; "It's okay, as long as it's made by you, I like to eat it...".

It was Fang Jiuran's first time cooking, and Chen actually had an ominous premonition before eating, but fortunately, he made mental preparations in advance, and the meal was not so bad to say the least.

"Okay, Fang Chen, I'll forget about this thing...".

Fang Jiuran pouted her red lips, her eyes filled with self-blame.

When she watched Fang Ziyao cook before, she felt that it should be quite simple.

For a well-organized strong woman who has a successful career and can manage a large company, it is not an easy task.

In the end, Fang Jiuran really overestimated himself by mistake.

"Come on, Xiao Qi's love breakfast is non-toxic and pollution-free anyway, why pour it out, leave it all to me."

Fang Chen gobbled it non-stop.

Fang Jiuran's autumn-like eyes were faintly touched with a touch of tenderness; "You! You can say some sweet words to make girls happy."

(End of this chapter)