"Didn't the old man ever think that the dead girl would inherit the company?" When Zhenyu heard the housekeeper's words, he was shocked: "How can this be? Didn't they always want to support Yuna's child, and now let her into the company? ”

She slumped to the ground: "It turns out that the things I have been struggling with do not exist, and the nightmare of being kicked out of the house has been hanging over my head since I learned that Mayu's second child was a son. It wasn't until I heard the news of her death that my life came alive. Now it's telling me that it's something that doesn't exist at all, hahahahahaha. ”

What have I done all these years! I've been blinded by what happened in college.

Zhenyu cried bitterly: How could it be like this, it has been a wrong step and a wrong step because of the dark side of his heart over the years.

Remorseful, she knocked weakly on the basement door.

In the backyard of the Seahorse Villa, Rico began to exercise her leg strength early. After arriving at Seama's house, Kibe and Tezuka go to the backyard with their bags.

She could now watch them talk with ease, and she could watch her movements at the same time.

"Why are you here so early today?"

"Of course I have to enjoy playing tennis yesterday if I didn't play it yesterday." Kibe smirked.

"You're going to bully me now that I can't run around at will, and when I can run on both legs, you'll see." Rico let out harsh words.

"Then you can't rush it, I'll help you do a recovery training when the time comes." Tezuka couldn't help but laugh.

"That's it, let's go warm up." Rico Ren took care of her leg training and didn't bother with them anymore.

Seahorse Seto got up early and trained for a run in the backyard. As a result, I bumped into an old acquaintance who had been running home, and I even suspected that this place was not surnamed Seama, but Tezuka.

The two high school students happily ran lap after lap before finally finishing their warm-up and entering the court.

Tezuka's left hand is still in a state of nerve spasm, and he holds a racket in his right hand to prepare for a game with the trace.

"Your left hand isn't good yet." Seeing this, the trace department glanced at Rico: "Why are you so rigid, wouldn't it be better to go to Kyushu for treatment by yourself?" ”

"You don't understand, this is our love, she agreed to accompany me." He couldn't help but snicker.

"But it's not interesting for you to hit with your right hand." The trail is gone.

"My right hand used to be weaker than my left, but now you don't necessarily have an easy way to beat me." Tezuka took out a couple of tennis balls from his bag and walked towards the baseline.

"Wait, I remember the last game we had and Rico helped you get a few points, the score was 4:4, and we continued with the score of that game." Traces remembered the days when I played with Tezuka every day in Germany.

"4:4 is no different from 0:0, it doesn't matter." Tezuka agreed to his request.

The trail is in place at the bottom line of the court, ready to wait for Tezuka's serve.

After finishing today's leg training, Rico hurriedly drove her wheelchair to the court.

"I'm not too late."

"It's not too late, but your cousin said he's going to start the game with the score of the last game we played in Germany."

"It's so cunning, it's clear that the trace department lost pitifully that time." Rico grimaced to liven up the atmosphere.

"That game is never over, and I've been thinking that if you can't play, I'll have to find Tezuka."

"Come on, Kunimitsu." Rico cheered on the field.

"Aren't you going to cheer for your cousin?" Jibu couldn't help but tease the naughty egg in front of him.

"Then you give him two balls." Rico clasped her arms in her hands, as if she were on her upper body.

"Huh?" Jibu shouted: "The score is 4:4, so not conceding is a sign of respect for the opponent." ”

"Miss Rico, breakfast is ready." Irie ran from a distance.

"Let's play after breakfast, but this place is really good as a course." Rico looked at the sky: "It is surrounded by trees, and summer sports will not be stopped because of the sun." ”

"Yes, yes, it's good anywhere here." The traces were haphazardly answered.

The two men on the court each put their rackets in their bags and pushed Rico back to them.

The housekeeper saw two more people at the table: the family is getting more and more lively?

He couldn't help laughing: It won't be long before Young Master Seto looks for his wife.

After breakfast, a few people gathered around the stadium and waited to witness the match between Jibu and Tezuka.

"Why don't we develop a tennis game then?" Seahorse Seto proposed to Katsura Ping.

"It's not bad, not to mention having these two models with such good figures." Gui Ping laughed: "Sports games are also good, but they are simulation games, and you don't need to experience real feelings like the previous monster games." ”

"The real feeling can also be experienced, and we can just use our hands and feet in technology." The Seahorse Brothers discussed it on the side.

Frightened, the trace department walked up to Rico: "You don't care? I always feel like they're a little scared. ”

"What's this? It's just a game at best. Rico flipped the page of the book in her hand: "Let's race." ”

While Tezuka was about to serve, Kibe returned to the backcourt to prepare for the catch, and the game began.

It's a little glad that the trace didn't turn into another person under the influence of his mother.

Rico thinks about Mayu Kibe in the basement: although it is not the time to send her to prison now, she must clean up those people when everything is resolved.

"The Tezuka realm of your right hand is so strong." When he returned the ball, he exclaimed, "You've seen Rico's training style, so let's learn from it." ”

"She doesn't have time to teach me this." Tezuka jumped up and smashed, taking the opportunity to score.

"Obviously, I trained secretly." Rico covered her mouth and laughed, "You've heard me mention it a few times, that's why you're groping for weight-bearing training by yourself." Now I think about it, it was weird when you ran laps yesterday, the two of them also ran 20 laps, and they drank water regardless of the image, but Tezuka only had a slight sweat. ”

"Ah, that's cunning, Tezuka." Jibu scolded: "You didn't even tell me about such a good training method. ”

"I thought you knew." Tezuka explained in a serious manner.

"Keep serving, I don't believe I can't beat you today."

Traced his feet, walked to the backcourt, and continued to prepare to receive the ball.

The game on the field continued, but there was no sign of the Seahorse brothers going to work today.

"Isn't it a working day, why don't you go to work?" Rico closed the book and asked her question.

"The company's affairs are almost ready, so I can be lazy for a day today, and then I will be busy." Gui Ping played a round game: It would be bad if my sister knew that my brother was trying to find ways to dig up the talents of the Ministry of Traces.

"Hehe, yes." Seahorse smiled weakly: "Anyway, you're idle, why don't you have a card game?" ”

"No, I want my brain to take a break, you can find Muto Games remotely." Rico said angrily.

"That's right, but can't the boss of the technical department you use in Japan let him work at Haima Group?" Seahorse couldn't hold back, and finally asked her doubts.

"Now the problem of the Jibu Group is very complicated, I want to let him stay in the Jibu Group for a while, and then choose the company he wants to stay in." She turned the wheelchair around: "If you really can't find a suitable technical leader, you can bring it yourself for a while, anyway, wasn't it the same before?" Later, we will slowly look for talents. ”

"Ahh Seahorse Seto said in a dejected manner.

"It's fine." Ricle looked at Seahorse's depressed appearance and couldn't bear it: "I will ask him if he has any technical friends who are changing jobs and invite them to work in Haima Group." ”

"Okay, I've sent out the job postings on various job boards."

"Uh-huh."

Phew—fortunately, my sister wasn't angry. My brother may be used to confessing to her, in the United States, and in Germany.

After all, as long as two people work together, there is nothing that cannot be done.

Gui Ping looked at his brother and sister who needed to worry about it with relief, and couldn't help but laugh.

"End of game, 6:5." Tezuka reported the final score and breathed a sigh of relief: It seems that this training camp has made the trace department improve a lot.

"Isn't there supposed to be a final game?" Jibu shouted unhappily.

"It's not an official competition, so there's no need to fight to the death." Tezuka walked out of the arena with his racket and said to Rico, "This new stadium is really good." ”

"Hehe, you have to see who sent someone to build it." Seahorse Seto said proudly.

"Yes, yes, sure enough, it is what the future eldest brother does, it is beautiful." After Tezuka's flattery made the seahorse very useful, he passed past the two of them and took the kettle brought by Irie to replenish the water.

"Tezuka, you're so cunning, if you win, I'll want to run." Traces ran out: "Do you want to have another game?" ”

"Today, you don't have to." Tezuka became mischievous: "I still have to study university courses on my own?" I don't have time to play against a loser. ”

"You-" The trace was reprimanded, and the words of his defeated men stuck a few words into his heart like a sharp sword.

He looked at Rico, clenched his fists, and shouted at Tezuka, "I'm going to beat you someday." ”