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Chapter 664 Grandpa(2/3)

Delong raised his head in surprise, that was not what he meant.

"You have to take care of your own affairs, and you can't be too busy with work. People are like screws. They always feel that after the nail is driven in, they will still have enough time to calmly do the things in their hearts.

Actually, we really don’t have that much time to arrange things.”

"I understand what you mean, Grandma."

"But you will still follow your own inner thoughts?" "Well, yes."

"Try the soup for me, add some seasonings, and put down the side dishes." "Okay."

At this time, the doorbell rang.

Mr. Delon got up and went to the entrance to open the door. It was Philomena who came.

She was not wearing a divine robe. She wore a red turtleneck sweater on her upper body and blue jeans on her lower body.

However, she has a special ability, that is, no matter how youthful and beautiful she is, she will give people a "dark" and depressing feeling.

"Here we come." Delong greeted with a smile and invited her in.

Philomena looked at Delon. As an excellent assassin and dream user, she could easily sense the other person's emotions, but she didn't say anything about it.

Most of the time, people like her are not lovable. Her expression and posture make it seem like the people around her owe her tens of thousands of points wherever she goes.

But due to his own reasons, Deron felt very kind to this girl from the Fisher family.

Philomena walked into the living room and was about to sit down when Deron pointed to the dining room: "We were talking in the dining room.

The voice was very high, as if deliberately emphasizing.

Philomena walked into the dining room. Karen, who was leaning on the kitchen door frame, turned to look at her and nodded to her. "Minister."

Philomena saluted Karen. "Sit down."

Um

Philomena sat down.

Delong poured a cup of tea for Philomena and placed it in front of her, then sat down in his previous seat. "The fight last time was still not good." Mrs. Tang Li began to find fault.

Philomena said nothing.

"Mute?" Mrs. Tang Li shouted.

"It's a matter of strength." Philomena began to answer, "I definitely don't have enough strength, there is no way."

"That's all you're good for. As an assassin, if you only dare to attack people whose absolute strength is below you, then what kind of assassin do you think you are?"

"The other party is also an assassin."

"Oh, trash."

Philomena's expression did not change at all, she lowered her head and began to drink tea.

Karen found it a bit strange. It turned out that the atmosphere of her grandmother and Philomena's walks in the past was actually like this.

It seems that my grandmother really does not have the temperament to be a teacher. Fortunately, Philomena is also stronger than most students.

Mrs. Tang Li started to put the dishes on the table, Karen saw this and started to help. At this time, Richard and the others also came back with fruits. Lunch started like this.

At the dinner table, Deron did not deliberately speak to Karen or pass the food. He was very quiet and normal.

Duck took the initiative to start the conversation, and Karen would also pick up a few words, mainly because Richard would cooperate with him. In short, the atmosphere of the lunch was not as lively as expected, but it was still good.

After dinner, Karen was ready to rest. Richard saw his grandma walking into his bedroom, taking off all the bedding and putting on new quilt covers and sheets.

He was very moved and stepped forward to hug his grandma: "Grandma, you are so kind."

"Give way, don't disturb me, I'll arrange the arrangements for Karen so she can rest here early."

Richard: "…….'

"Karen, the decoration is ready. Come up and have a rest." "Okay, grandma."

Karen lay down on Richard's bed, and Philomena walked in first and sat beside the bed.

"Sit on the chair."

Philomena stood up after hearing this, sat on the chair opposite the bed, and said: "Minister, I want to ask for leave.

"reason."

"Special training."

"Special training? Where is it?"

"I don't know, she arranged it."

She should refer to my grandmother.

"Then just follow her arrangement. If I approve it, how long will it take?"

"I don't know, but you can call me back at any time if you need it."

"Um."

Philomena looked at Karen and asked, "Do you want to stay for dinner?"

"Well, yes, are you busy this afternoon?"

Philomena was stunned for a moment and replied: "Not busy."

She actually has nothing to do.

Alfred positioned her as his young master's thug and bodyguard, and she really couldn't do anything else. Deng could give her a director role like Richard did.

"Then you can stay for dinner too."

"OK."

After Philomena finished speaking, she closed her eyes and fell asleep while sitting in the chair.

Sleeping is always the easiest thing for her.

After Philomena finished speaking, she closed her eyes and fell asleep while sitting in the chair.

Sleeping is always the easiest thing for her.

At this time, Mrs. Tang Li walked in with a glass of hot milk. When she saw Philomena with her eyes closed, she directly cursed: "I told you, you are not allowed to sleep with your defenses down."

Philomena, who had just fallen asleep, woke up and opened her eyes: "I am next to the minister."

"It doesn't matter who you are with. You have to ensure that you are practicing at all times. Go find a place to sleep on a fruit stall outside, and then tell me how many customers came to that fruit stall in the afternoon and how much fruit it sold."

Philomena stood up and walked out of the bedroom.

Mrs. Tang Li put the milk on the bedside table, and when facing Karen, she changed her previous cold expression and became very kind:

"Drink milk and then go to sleep."

"Okay, grandma."

"Do you think I'm too harsh on her?"

"No, you are doing this for her own good."

The assassin's loss rate is the highest.

"The same goes for you. Now that you have the position, don't work as hard as before."

"I know, grandma."

Richard appeared at the door of the bedroom and said: "Karen, I have to go back to the headquarters to work. I will come back for dinner in the evening."

"I'll ask for leave for you."

"No, no, no need, I actually have a lot to do." Richard winked at Karen.

He has noticed that his father's mood today is a bit wrong. How should I put it, he is a little excited, and he feels that he may find an excuse to beat himself up in the afternoon to cheer him up!

Richard, who sensed this sign, decided to drive back to work first.

"Go ahead, by the way, the appointment letter for Memphis is here. He is your deputy director of the office. However, he has some problems at home. In addition, he also has a part-time job given to him by Alfred, so sometimes he will be late and leave early, or even be absent from work.

, these are all agreed by Alfred."

"Hey, what's this? I won't be angry. Memphis is my good brother. Although this guy is older than me, I always treat him as my younger brother.

You don’t know, it’s a good thing he met me, otherwise I really don’t think how can he survive in the workplace with his stupid wooden mind, and he will starve to death even if he goes out to beg.”

Mr. Eisen, carrying an ashtray, happened to appear at the door. His eyelids drooped.

However, he still placed the ashtray on Karen's bedside with a wet tissue in it. "Mr. Eisen, I don't smoke."

"It's okay." Eisen shook his head, and then put down a cigarette. This was also a church cigarette, which had a paralyzing effect on the soul, and the price was higher than the one from the God of Thunder.

Eisen knew that Karen sometimes needed this kind of thing to suppress the pain when his soul was hurt or depressed. "Is this?"

"I bought it."

"OK, thanks."

"Okay, let Karen rest." Mrs. Tang Li drove everyone away and closed the bedroom door.
To be continued...
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