The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

Da Siyu never replied to Ye Ming's text messages, just quietly looking at the moon outside the window, wearing a large V-neck white silk nightgown, with long blond hair hanging casually in front of him.

The lights in the room were not turned on at this time, and the moonlight shone directly into the room through the five-meter-high floor-to-ceiling windows, and the marble floor was clearly visible wherever the moonlight went.

"According to your guess, how long will it take for them to capture that hacker base?"

Da Siyu finally spoke, and glanced at the figure standing in the shadow with a sharp corner of his eye.

Ye Chi who was being questioned came out of the darkness and was exposed to the moonlight.

He has white hair and is about 67 or [-] years old. He is wearing a deacon tuxedo and a monocle. He looks upright and serious.

He put one hand in front of his chest neither humble nor overbearing and nodded back, "Ji Cheng plus the strength of the Shen family plus the strength of the He family, no matter how they lose, it will not take more than a week."

Da Siyu didn't show any unnecessary expression when he heard the words, he leaned against the long legs of the wheelchair, just rested his chin and looked at the big courtyard outside the window without saying a word. When the nightgown fell off, he showed his beautiful white long legs, looking lazy, But the aura is cold and scary.

Occasionally, there were patrollers passing by outside the villa, and he kept a cold face and said nothing. Judging by his expression, the patrollers outside were definitely not his people.

"One week is too long, send people to support, and capture that base within three days."

Da Siyu gave orders, although his voice didn't fluctuate and he was leaning lazily on the wheelchair with his chin resting on his legs, but he still had a face of staying away from strangers.

"People have been sent to support, and they should almost meet Ye Ming now."

Ye Chi said, still respectful.

Da Siyu seemed annoyed, so he said to him, "There are no outsiders around, so you don't have to be so restrained."

"Yes."

Ye Chi nodded, no longer bent over, but straightened up, standing behind Da Siyu with a sophisticated and expressionless body.

Da Si Yu Tuo continued to look at the groups of knights patrolling back and forth outside the villa with increasingly gloomy expressions, and his beautiful green pupils were tightly twisted all the time.

Ye Chi looked at his master's expression and didn't speak. His cold eyes baptized by the years glanced out of the window, and his voice fluctuated slightly, "If you feel noisy, I'll go down and deal with it."

"A few jumping clowns, no need."

Da Siyu's voice, holding his chin, has no warmth.

"Yes."

Ye Chi waited quietly.

"You are willing to implicate your grandson, so you don't worry that he will be caught by those hackers?"

Da Siyu suddenly asked indifferently, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at Ye Chi behind him to see his reaction.

Ye Chi stood up straight, staring straight at the bright moonlight outside the window, "Our Ye family only works for your lineage, and he will not be that exception."

Da Siyu was not happy when he heard this, but his eyes were indifferent, "Even if your best son died for me, have you never held grudges against me?"

Ye Chi knew what Da Siyu was probing, and it was normal for him to be cautious after being betrayed all his life.

"All your worries are impossible to happen. I promised your mother that I will protect you for the rest of my life, so I will naturally abide by this agreement."

When Da Siyu heard the word mother mother, he clenched his slender hands in his wide sleeves, his eyes were cold, but they were quickly covered up.

He was still leaning on the wheelchair with his chin resting, his legs lazily crossed, and the voice outside the window taunting, "Looking at a man is not only poor in vision but also insane, he deserves to be killed."

Hearing what Da Siyu said about his mother, Ye Chi frowned, but when he looked at Da Siyu, he restrained his hatred. Only then did he realize that Da Siyu was just saying that, and the murderer who killed his mother was still I can't wait to cut myself into pieces.

"My lord, it's time for dinner."

A maid's voice suddenly sounded outside the door, gentle and pleasant.

Da Siyu had an indifferent face, without any fluctuation in his eyes.

Ye Chi walked towards the door and opened it for the maid.

"Hello, Deacon Ye."

The maid nodded politely and pushed the dining car into the room.

Ye Chi didn't speak, but glanced coldly at the guard outside the door.

Naturally, the people outside are not Da Siyu's people. Except for Ye Chi, all the people in this villa are from the royal family, even the gardener who repairs the courtyard.

Da Siyu lived in this environment for 19 years, which happened to be the year Ye Miao was born, and Da Siyu was only nineteen years old at that time, the same age as Ye Miao now.

"Today's dishes are all your favorite."

The maid put the food one by one on the small table that Da Siyu usually used with the wheelchair, and said to Da Siyu with a slightly red face.

"sorry to bother you."

At this time, Da Siyu's legs were already placed in the wheelchair's footrests, like a disabled person with immobile legs, and he smiled kindly at the maid. With long hair and a pretty face, he looked very approachable and approachable. Very gentlemanly and gentle.

No, the maid's face turned even redder, "That...then have a good meal."

The maid shyly pushed the dining car out, her little face flushed with a racing heart.

But she didn't know that as soon as she left, Da Siyu's face turned cold, and she looked terrible.

Because the people here are all monitoring Da Siyu for the royal family, Da Siyu naturally has to pretend to be harmless to humans and animals.

Ye Chi, who watched the maid leave, closed the door, went to Da Siyu, took out silver needles, and tried them on the food one by one.

There is no problem with the food, but there is a slight change in the silver needle when it reaches the water.

"They don't dare to let me die so quickly, and they don't know how to tamper with the food."

Da Siyu said as he picked up the glass of water and poured it into the green plants by the window, and put the glass back on the table expressionlessly.

At this time, the green plants were fed by him with the water brought in by the maid for three months. The leaves visible to the naked eye were getting yellower day by day, and they looked like they were going to die soon.

In order to survive, Da Siyu never drank the water from the maid, but used the water from the bathroom faucet, even he himself felt sad.