These damn Japanese spies are really haunting us.

How long has Grace been in Chengdu and she is being targeted again?

But it was also obvious that the Japanese spy behind him did not know Grace's true identity, otherwise he would have found a way to assassinate her long ago.

"Chen, what's wrong with you?" Grace asked.

Chen Yongren made up a story: "Nothing, I was just thinking..."

"You want to send me back?" Grace took a step back, alert: "I know, all of you are the same."

"Do you want to calm me down first, then go back and report my whereabouts, and then let them arrest me and take me back in exchange for credit?"

This foreign girl seems to be quite familiar with the process. It seems she has done this many times before.

"Miss Grace, you think too much." Chen Yongren smiled and shook his head: "I'm just thinking about where to take you to relax next, and how to arrange you in the evening."

This is the truth. Chen Yongren can live in the military academy, but he can't let Grace sleep on the streets.

"Chen..." Hearing this, Grace was deeply moved and looked at Chen Yongren with apology: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you, I thought..."

"You are my friend, there is no need to say this." Chen Yongren said, "Chengdu is a big city, and you have come here with great difficulty. Even if you want to leave, I will never let you go."

"Yeah!" Grace nodded excitedly.

Chen Yongren continued strolling on the street with Grace. Worried that the Japanese spy pretending to be lame could not catch up with them, he slowed down his pace, controlled the bird, and stared at the Japanese spy behind him.

'What is their relationship?'

'Boyfriend or girlfriend?'

"This is so strange. How could a Kuomintang officer hook up with a foreign woman?"

……

The Japanese spy guessed the relationship between Chen Yongren and Grace, and secretly followed them and observed them.

First determine where she is, then report to your superiors and find out the identity of this foreign woman as soon as possible.

The Japanese spy was also worried about losing the person, so he did not plan to leave halfway.

Chen Yongren remained calm.

Prepare to settle this foreign girl down, and then deal with the Japanese guy behind me.

With Chen Yongren's company, Grace gradually opened up her heart and smiled much more often than when she first arrived.

Chen Yongren never lost his smile.

With his lucky skill in hand, Chen Yongren picked up a lot of money.

Just as I picked up a dollar, I saw Grace pointing at a small stall in front of me and said excitedly: "Chen, what is this?"

Look in the direction of Grace's finger.

This is a craftsman who makes dough figurines. Ordinary colorful dough quickly turns into lifelike dough figurines in his hands.

If you don't look carefully, it looks like a real person was shrunk down and placed on the stall.

Grace, who has lived in the United States for many years, has seen some human-shaped sculptures at most. When has she ever seen something like this that can be molded into a human shape with just a pinch?

"Chen, what is this? It looks interesting." Grace bent over and looked at the stall in front of her curiously.

There were a few customers near the stall, speaking to Grace in a thick Sichuan and Chongqing accent.

She didn't understand Chinese to begin with, and with the dialect added to it, Grace was left with a lot of questions.

"They say this is a small dough figurine. This stall is very famous in Chengdu. There is nothing they can't make, except what you can't imagine."

Chen Yongren explained to Grace with a smile, and seeing that she was interested, he generously took out a French franc and handed it to the stall owner, speaking in the same Sichuan and Chongqing accent.

"Make one for my friend, just like her."

With a master of language in his hands, Chen Yongren can speak even dialects with ease.

"Yes, yes." The stall owner happily took the money, looked Grace up and down, memorized her appearance, and started to get busy with his hands.

Grace stared at the craftsman intently, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

Soon, a miniature version of Grace appeared in the hands of the craftsman.

"Chen, look, that seems to be me." Grace looked at Chen Yongren, grabbed his arm, and jumped up and down.

The craftsman keeps working, continuing to perfect the details of the dough figurines.

Hair, clothes, wrinkles, smile on face...

With the craftsman's superb skills, a miniature version of Grace appears in his hands.

After comparing and improving some of the shortcomings, he handed the clay figure to Grace.

Grace excitedly took 'herself', looked at Chen Yongren and said, "Chen, look, he's really amazing."

"The hair, the clothes, the eyes... ah, it looks exactly like me."

“He’s so awesome!”

Grace couldn't help but give the craftsman a thumbs up: "I like your..."

"Um…"

"artwork!"

"Chen, please help me translate!" Grace looked at Chen Yongren.

"She said she really likes your work," said Chen Yongren.

Apart from anything else, this craftsman is indeed good and is definitely not some counterfeit who is trying to take advantage of the situation.

"Chen, I assure you, this is really the best gift I have ever received!" Grace couldn't bear to take her eyes off the dough man.

Chen Yongren could see that Grace was happy from the bottom of her heart.

"This is the first time I've received such a gift." Grace couldn't let it go. She gently hugged Chen Yongren and kissed him on the face.

Paji.

A red lip mark appeared on Chen Yongren's face.

"Chen, I will definitely treasure this gift." Grace said seriously.

'I just wanted to avoid a stupid meeting.'

'I didn't expect Chen Yongren to be so interesting.'

"I have really found a treasure."

'It's much better than those who are just pretending to be hypocritical and wearing suits all day long.'

'At least Chen looks much better than them.'

……

Grace was delighted.

Chen Yongren continued to walk the street with Grace, while taking a look at the Japanese spy behind them.

Grace loved the clay figurine so much that she couldn't bear to put it down even when eating.

It was not until the evening, after dinner, that Chen Yongren sent Grace back to the hotel to rest.

"Have a good rest tonight. I will come to see you tomorrow. If you encounter any danger, be sure to call the military academy immediately to inform me." Chen Yongren reminded.

"Thank you, Chen. Fortunately, you are here to accompany me today, otherwise I would not know..." Grace raised her head, her eyes gentle, and said softly.

Don't say anything, looking at this fake Black Widow...

wrong.

After calculating the time carefully, Grace is the authentic one.

After all, it depends on first come first served, whoever looks like him first gets it.

"Ms. Grace..." Chen Yongren said.

Grace, however, reached out and covered Chen Yongren's mouth, her eyes shining, and whispered, "Chen, I'll tell you in the afternoon. Please call me Grace."

“All my friends do.”

"Grace." Chen Yongren said.

"What do you want to say?" Grace smiled happily.

"You've said thank you too many times today." Chen Yongren said seriously, "We are friends. There's no need to be so polite between friends!"

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