LOOKING FOR A WIFE FOR MY FATHER
CHAPTER 33: ANGER AT THE DESIGNERS!

Because Chelsea's leg was injured, Leo strictly forbade him from running.

And Chelsea have also contacted the coach to apply for leave.

Temporarily stop training and all related activities, and rest at home.

The next morning...

When Chelsea woke up, she rushed to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Leo frowned when he heard someone coming out of the room.

"The wound on your leg is still not healed. If you move a lot, it'll trouble me."

Then he pulled Chelsea, took her to the living room couch.

Chelsea was upset, thinking why he was bothering Leo. He was worried that Leo and Reaner would go hungry.

Before long Reaner was seen coming out of his room still yawning, then calling his mother and sitting next to Chelsea.

Because today was a holiday, so he didn't go to school.

Chelsea rubbed Reaner's head and asked, "Darling, are you hungry?"

As if to answer Chelsea's question, Reaner's small stomach reads a sign in response.

Chelsea subconsciously thought of cooking. However, since Leo glanced at him, so he had to sit back down. He looked at Reaner, blinking his eyes a few times.

Seeing the two's funny interaction, Leo just huffed. After that he stood up and took the car keys, then went out to buy breakfast.

After breakfast, Chelsea lay a little on the couch digesting the food.

With Reaner sitting next to him while watching TV.

Leo came back from the room and sat on the couch, prompting Chelsea to ask the question, "Aren't you going to work?"

Leo glanced at him and said casually, "The president also needs a break."

Chelsea narrowed her eyes, "Didn't she have enough rest?"

Leo ignored him, then pulled the injured Chelsea leg and placed it on his leg to remove the gauze wrapped on his leg.

Chelsea saw if Leo had the ointment in his hand. "It turns out he just went to the room to pick this up.!"

Recalling yesterday's incident, when he was in pain when given the medicine. Chelsea couldn't help but say, "You. You take it easy"

Leo looked at him lazily,

Chelsea whispered, "It's not you who's hurt."

As he spoke so, Leo's hand had already applied his ointment. Chelsea could only close their eyes and prepare to scream. It turned out that he only felt a cold sensation on his feet.

"Eh? Why don't you get sick?"

Slowly opened his eyes, seeing the bruises and swelling on his legs already lightening. Leo's white and slender fingers touched his feet and gently massaged them.

And it doesn't hurt, it's cold. Makes her feel very comfortable.

Chelsea lay comfortably hugging Reaner,

kissed her little face while watching TV together.

Well, life is really beautiful!

Even though he and Leo were always fighting, but he never forgot to massage and apply the ointment every day. His legs healed completely in just a few days.

Chelsea are eager to hug Leo.

Leo also these few days has never quipped and

Dessy called him a few times, training the competition

beauty has reached its final stage. Recently, they have also often worked together for promotional activities.

When Chelsea arrived at the training ground, and right after that the participants were invited to go to a dinner party.

The bewildered Chelsea, pulled into the car with Dessy sitting next to her, happily pulled Chelsea's hand and asked about her condition, "Have your legs improved?"

"Why did you come back so soon?"

"Don't worry, I'm feeling better."

Chelsea laughed, but in her heart she was complaining. If he hasn't improved, then he won't be able to come back here.

A few days of not being able to set foot on the ground, completely made him feel suffocated.

Afraid that Dessy would worry, she raised her leg and

turn around.

Dessy finally felt relieved.

Thinking of something, he then saw someone who was in the car.

Then pulled Chelsea over and asked in a soft voice.

"Do you know President Hernandez of the City?"

"No, I don't know him at all."

Chelsea almost choked on her own saliva, trying to deny it in a loud voice.

Dessy looked at him strangely, "What makes you so excited?"

Ugh ugh, Chelsea coughed twice, "I'm just surprised by your question. How could I possibly know someone like President Hernandez."

Dessy thought, "Yes too, if you know President Hernandez, you can immediately sign a contract with City. Where can you use it to participate in this beauty competition."

Chelsea heard the words with a smile.

Dessy didn't think much of anything either, she was just joking.

"Yesterday I heard that the designers who scolded you backstage that day have been fired. I think it's President Hernandez's anger at the designers."

"She..what's it? Though yesterday he only drove me to the hospital when he accidentally saw me hurt. Even if the designers were fired, maybe it was because there was something wrong with their work" Chelsea said, touching her nose and unsure of what she said just now.

Will Leo do that for him?

"Are you kidding? The man's mouth was very poisonous. Every day he gets angry at her. So how could she do such a thing for him?"

Shaking her head, while looking at the man next to her who was still trying to dress up in the mirror.

He looked at Dessy and asked, "Where are we going?"

"In a few days there will be a charity party to be held by the city government, to earn a lot of money. So the government will hold a dinner for the rich people who come to the party. Since it comes from the city of S, of course, we have to do

the obligation to make more contributions to the S city charity."

Now we will accompany these rich people to the party and let them donate more money.

Then, the amount of donations from each person will be withdrawn to measure whether it meets the standard, which will be used as an assessment of our final results in the final later.

Dessy rubbed her tired face and said lazily.

A beauty competition is never a simple competition.

What it needs to do, if only to provide an opportunity for some people to transact dirty privately.