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

The secretary standing by the desk dared not speak, and kept paying attention to Bowen's expression.

He could clearly see the unwillingness and anger in Bowen's eyes, and he sighed besides being uncomfortable.

When Mr. He was still alive, he was arranged by Mr. He to Bowen. He can be regarded as the elder brother who watched Bowen grow up. He still knows a little about Bowen.

Bowen has no interest in the royal family or the throne, but he has great opinions on Da Siyu, even paranoid resistance.

When there is no news about Da Siyu, Bowen is generally very gentle, but once he knows about Da Siyu, he will become very irritable and easily swallowed by hatred.

I also hope that he won't do anything stupid. Today, Da Siyu has Bai En and Shen Yu by his side. If he takes action against Da Siyu, he won't get any benefit, not to mention that he will end up with a dead body .

The secretary sighed. Although he was clear in his heart, he couldn't persuade him. Under such circumstances, Bowen would not only refuse to listen, but he would even get angrier.

If only the housekeeper was here, the secretary murmured and looked out the window.

Just as he thought so, the subordinates outside knocked on the study door and said, "Boss, the butler is here."

The secretary's expression turned cloudy in an instant, and he immediately looked towards the door of the study.

Bowen, who was sitting at the desk, frowned slightly, and clenched the phone in his hand.

He welcomes the housekeeper whenever he comes, but why today?

"Boss, the butler is here."

The secretary thought that Bowen hadn't heard, so she happily turned to Bowen at the desk and said.

But the joy on his face disappeared in the next second, because he saw the coldness from Bowen's eyes.

The secretary understood that the housekeeper might be a lobbyist at this time, and it might be sent by Shen Yu, otherwise, how could it be so timely.

When Shen Yu was studying in country d, he had dealt with Shen Yu. He was an extremely thoughtful person. Now that he helped Da Siyu get rid of the king and queen, it was impossible for him, who knew Bowen's identity, to let Bowen go. Regardless, it's not in his nature.

"You should meet the butler! The butler's body is not as good as before. It will take him at least two hours to come to us from the hotel. How can the butler be able to bear the car after sitting for so long."

The secretary pretended not to know that the butler was a lobbyist, and deliberately emphasized the butler's strength, because he knew that although Bowen was easily blinded by hatred, he was also a very filial person, and it was impossible to miss the butler when he heard what he said.

Sure enough, Bowen immediately got up from the chair, and walked towards the door with some quick and strenuous steps while holding a cane.

He opened the door, and the butler outside the door instantly came into view.

The butler smiled lovingly at him, holding an exquisite bento box in his hand.

The housekeeper was not angry because it took so long for Bowen to come out to open the door. He smiled and handed the bento to Bowen, "It's been a long time since I tasted my craft! Do you want some?"

Bowen would have been very happy if this had happened before, but now the butler was standing behind Heizi, which meant that his guess was correct, and the butler was a lobbyist sent by them.

Heizi, who met Bowen's eyes, nodded and greeted him politely.

Bowen didn't have a good face, and he could vaguely see the anger in his eyes. He probably didn't expect the housekeeper to become a lobbyist, and they made such an old housekeeper travel all the way to find him .

Heizi could clearly see the anger in Bowen's eyes, which he had guessed before he came, so it was not surprising.

"Did you just eat enough?"

Bowen didn't pick up the box, so the butler raised his head and asked.

"Then save it for tonight."

The butler wanted to take back the bento in his hand, but Bowen suddenly reached out to take the bento from him, and said anxiously, "I haven't eaten yet."

"That's good, I'm still worried that you've already eaten."

The butler smiled so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes, which showed his happiness.

But Bowen couldn't be happy no matter what, with mixed feelings in his heart.

"Aren't you tired from driving all the way here! Sit down and rest first."

The secretary hurried to the housekeeper, and hurriedly led the housekeeper to the sofa by the window.

The butler who was being helped away looked back at Bowen who was still standing at the door with a puzzled expression, and asked the secretary, "What's wrong with that child, why does he look strange?"

The secretary who was asked this question was a little stunned, and looked down at the butler in bewilderment.

The butler was a little puzzled by the secretary's opinion, so he asked him, "That boy Bowen is in a bad mood?"

The secretary was a little confused, "Aren't you here to be a lobbyist?"

"What lobbyist?"

The butler asked back, looking like he didn't know.

The secretary is completely stupid, isn't the housekeeper a lobbyist?Then why come here at this time?

The longer the secretary became, the more confused he became. He helped the butler sit down on the sofa and glanced at Heizi who was following him.

But Heizi didn't say anything, just stood beside the butler without moving.

The secretary looked up at Bowen who was coming, and seeing Bowen frowned, he guessed that Bowen should have heard the conversation between him and the housekeeper, and wondered why the housekeeper came here if he was not a lobbyist.

"What's the matter, what happened?"

The housekeeper who sat down on the sofa looked up, and saw that Bowen and the secretary had very strange expressions, and asked them worriedly.

"No, nothing happened, don't worry."

As the secretary said, he took the bento from Bowen and put it on the tea table, unfolding it layer by layer.

There are four layers of bento, all of which are Bowen's favorite dishes when he was a child.

"It's fine if nothing happens. I keep the bento warm all the time and it's still warm. Eat it while it's hot."

The butler greeted Bowen to sit down, took out the thermos cup and unscrewed the lid to pour out the broth inside, gave a cup to Bowen and gave a cup to the secretary, and thoughtfully handed the secretary chopsticks for him to eat together.

The stooped secretary didn't dare to refuse, hurriedly took the broth and chopsticks from the butler with both hands, and obediently sat down on the sofa.

He glanced at Bowen, and was relieved to see Bowen also sitting down. He was really afraid that Bowen would get angry and throw the soup away.

But after thinking about it, it was impossible. Bowen had always been a good boy in front of the housekeeper, no matter how angry he was, he would never show it in front of the housekeeper.

"Mr. Heizi also drink some to warm his stomach."

The butler poured another cup of broth, then turned around and handed it to Heizi who was already standing behind the sofa.

Heizi immediately took it with both hands, nodding his thanks.

Shen Tianyu told him that the housekeeper likes to feed, and he will eat whatever is given, so don't make the old man sad.

Heizi drank the soup in a few sips in a hurry, walked quickly to the tea table, put the cup away, went back to the sofa and stood up.

"Would you like another drink?"

The butler raised his head and asked Heizi behind him.

Heizi immediately shook his head, the thermos was only so small, he would be gone if he drank another cup.

The butler didn't know that Heizi was worried about this, so he thought it wasn't to Heizi's liking, so he turned around without asking.

He put his hands on his lap, and sat quietly watching Bowen, who was facing him, buried his head in his meal, showing a gentle and nostalgic face.

When Mr. He was still there, Bowen often ate with them, and he was very attached to him. Bowen would secretly leave him any delicious food, holding the food and smiling at him with his little face up, so that people could see You can be happy all day with a smile on his face.