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

Fortunately, they didn't fight.

Fan Prison breathed a sigh of relief, if there was a fight, he would be a big sinner.

But who would win in a fight between Ye Miao and Shen Tianyu?

Fan Prison was inexplicably curious, carefully looking up and down at Shen Tianyu and Ye Miao.

It must be Ye Miao who won, Shen Tianyu is a weakling like that boy Fan Chengyu, how could he beat Ye Miao, a practicing family.

Vatican came to its own conclusions.

He is several years older than Shen Tianyu and Fan Chengyu. When he was about to go to college, Shen Tianyu and Fan Chengyu were still singing Xiang Tiange, so for Fan Prison, his impression of Shen Tianyu and Fan Chengyu was still in the When I was young, I was a bully and a bad guy, even now that these two people have grown up, Fan Prison still thinks they are bad.

Ye Xiao, who was about to fight, was relieved when he saw that Ye Miao and Shen Tianyu had reconciled, and looked up at Shen Mu who was beside him.

"It's okay!"

Shen Mu frowned and asked Ye Xiao if he was accidentally injured when Ye Miao quarreled with Fan Prison.

Ye Xiao immediately shook her head, "It's okay, Ye Miao and the others just spoke a little louder, and they didn't fight."

Shen Mu didn't say anything after hearing the words, and only felt relieved after carefully checking that Ye Xiao was fine.

Ye Xiao stood obediently for Shen Mu's inspection, blushing.

49 Here, he frowned furiously, and immediately picked Haman up from the sofa to stay away from the Vatican.

He shouldn't have put Haman here. No matter how you think about it, a Vatican prison plus Ye Miao feels terrible. Fortunately, Haman was not injured.

Harman, who was suddenly picked up, looked down at 49 in doubt.

Why does he seem so angry?

Harman blinked and stared blankly at 49.

49 didn't explain, hugged Haman and walked to the sofa where they were sitting just now, away from Ye Miao, the prison.

Outside the hall door at this time.

Byrne and Da Siyu have been listening to the movement in the hall.

When Shen Tianyu yelled at Ye Miao, Da Siyu was so angry that he wanted Byrne to push him into the hall to kill Da Siyu.

But before he entered the hall, he heard Ye Miao's voice, saying that he wanted to go to the slums because he was worried about him, and his eyes were red when he heard the self-reproach.

Da Si Yu hates himself for being worthless, and always makes Ye Miao worry about him.

"He just wants to protect you instinctively, and it has nothing to do with whether you are strong or weak." Byrne, standing behind the wheelchair, explained to Da Siyu in a low voice.

He couldn't see Da Siyu's expression at this time, but as soon as Da Siyu lowered his head and tightened his hands on his legs, he knew that Da Siyu was complaining about himself and felt that he couldn't do anything well. worry.

Da Siyu in the wheelchair wiped away his tears and nodded. He also didn't want Byrne to worry about him, so he didn't say anything.

Byrne asked, "Do you want to go in, or go upstairs?"

Da Siyu wiped away his tears before returning, "Go upstairs!"

Now Da Siyu doesn't know what expression to use to face Ye Miao, he will feel guilty.

"it is good."

Byrne pushed Da Siyu to the outside of the corridor, walked around the lobby and stopped under the semi-circular stairs.

Byrne bent down and easily picked up Da Siyu, and walked upstairs.

The knight who had been following Byrne immediately picked up his wheelchair and followed Byrne with an aunt smile on his face.

The adults of their family have finally come to the end of their hardships, and now they are proficient in hugging Da Siyu, and Da Siyu no longer refuses.

When Byrne carried Da Siyu up to the second floor, the maids on the Duke's side had already been waiting for a long time.

They bowed respectfully to Enda Siyu, and immediately walked to the master bedroom prepared for Da Siyu, leading the way.

They had cleaned up the room half an hour ago, and they had been waiting at the stairs for Baiendasyu to come back.

"My lord, this way."

The maid opened the door and stepped out of the way.

Byrne didn't speak, and entered the room with Da Siyu in his arms.

The room is decorated in a European-style aristocratic style, with luxury and nobility everywhere, and many decorations are embellished with diamonds and jewels.

Byrne gently put Da Siyu on the bed, and carefully pulled his hands from Da Siyu's back.

"How is the wound, isn't it bleeding?" Byrne asked softly.

Da Siyu shook his head, the wound didn't bleed, but it still hurt.

After all, it was a gunshot wound, so it was impossible for him to heal so quickly in a short time. In addition, Da Siyu forced himself into the palace today, and even took a car.

"Where's the doctor?"

Byrne asked the knight who had put the wheelchair against the wall.

The knight immediately walked to Byrne's side, nodded and said, "The doctor has already sent someone to pick him up, and now people from the entire Duke's mansion have moved into the palace one after another, leaving a small team to take care of the villa."

"Let him come here to report." Byrne ordered.

"Yes."

The knight took the order and withdrew.

As soon as he left, the maid who followed from the Duke's Mansion pushed rows of suitcases into the room, went straight to the closet, hung up Da Siyu's clothes carefully, and then went into the bathroom to put away the toiletries. They arranged them neatly one by one, and put fresh roses in the bathroom and small hall, and they bowed and retreated after taking care of them one by one.

After a while, Da Siyu's things were everywhere in the room, as if Da Siyu had lived here for a long time.

After about a minute, the butler hurried into the room, came to the big bed and said to Byrne who was covering Da Siyu's quilt, "My lord, your room is ready, it's just opposite to the Duke."

"Oh, I see."

Byrne didn't look back, and responded quietly, continuing to cover Da Siyu with the quilt.

The butler didn't expect Byrne to answer so quickly, and glanced at Da Siyu lying on the bed.

He also tidied up the room to make a show. He didn't hang up Byrne's clothes, because he wanted Byrne to share a room with Da Si Yu, and he came here to tell Byrne that he wanted Byrne to take the opportunity to live here. Unexpectedly, Byrne did not do this.

The housekeeper is in a hurry!But Byrne didn't even grasp such a good opportunity, and it was even more difficult for him to intervene as a servant.

"Do you want dinner delivered to your room?"

The butler gave up the assist and made dinner first.

"Cook some meat porridge, he can't eat too stimulating and greasy food."

Byrne glanced back as he spoke, as if he was looking for a chair.

The butler saw it, and strode outside, and brought back a chair after a while, and put it behind Byrne.

Byrne pulled the chair over and sat down, pointing his chin out, telling the butler to step back.

The butler put one hand on his chest and lowered his head slightly, and left after saluting.

Da Siyu, who was lying on the bed, kept watching the back of the butler walking towards the door, silently.

In fact, when the butler was looking at him just now, he could see that the butler was talking about the room on purpose, and wanted Byrne to take the opportunity to live in his room.

But they didn't know Byrne too well, and Byrne would not move to live with him without his consent.

"They are also doing it for my own good, so don't argue with them."

Byrne looked at Da Siyu on the bed and said, obviously he also knew the intention of the big housekeeper.

Da Siyu looked quietly at Byrne who was sitting by the bed without speaking, and said after a long time, "If you want to live with me, I will not refuse."

Byrne laughed when he heard this, and said to Da Siyu, "I want to share a bed with you when I live with you. Are you sure you want to invite me, Lord Duke?"

He didn't know that Da Siyu, who was frightening, was serious about what he said, maybe he was looking forward to it!Waiting for Da Siyu to nod in agreement.