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

"Do you need me to take the second young master back?"

No man spoke, the subordinate asked softly.

"No need."

The man finally spoke, as if he had no temperature or any other expression on the ice, and kept looking at the supermarket gate.

"Yes."

The subordinate in the driver's seat responded respectfully, just sat so straight and didn't dare to speak much, and he was also wearing a military uniform, but it was just an ordinary military uniform.

After an unknown amount of time, the man finally spoke again, "Is he working under He Zheng?"

"It's not counted as working for He Zheng. The second young master has his own contacts and team, and he has formed a team that is not inferior to mercenaries. It seems that he has a relationship with He Zheng." The subordinate explained.

The man fell silent again after listening, his eyes were as sharp as a leopard in the car with the lights off, very sharp.

He looks about 35 to 49. He is generally tall with 196, and his height is around [-]. He is a very eye-catching existence in the crowd.

"Second Young Master has cooperated with He Zheng for more than seven or eight years at least. They both trust each other very much. He Zheng's attitude towards Second Young Master is not like a bodyguard, but more like a friend." The subordinate added.

The man didn't say anything, and kept looking in the direction of the supermarket with sharp eyes.

At this time Harman came out, standing alone at the door of the supermarket with a bag of things.

Not long after, 49 also came out, kissed Haman as if no one else was there, took the bag from Haman's hand and took Haman to their car in the parking lot.

Suddenly, 49 glanced at the man coldly, as if he knew that he was being followed all along.

The subordinate was taken aback, he didn't expect 49 to look over, he was too guilty to look at each other.

The man directly looked at 49, but the back seat where he was sitting was too dark and 49 couldn't see him, but the man could see him clearly.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that 49 suddenly frowned and looked out of the main road, Haman asked suspiciously.

"It's okay, let's go back!"

49 didn't explain, but rubbed Haman's head.

Harman didn't think too much, got into the co-pilot and fastened his seat belt.

49 put the vegetables in the back seat, closed the door, got into the driver's seat, and drove away from the supermarket.

"Admiral, do you want to follow?"

The subordinate cautiously asked the man in the back seat.

"kindness."

The indifferent word of grace spit out from the man's thin lips, cherishing words like gold.

Deling's subordinates immediately drove to catch up with 49, not daring to neglect.

49 in the front showed an irritable and angry face when he saw the car following him all the time, and speeded up.

Haman was a little scared, and subconsciously grabbed the car door.

He, is he in a bad mood? It feels a little scary.

Haman grabbed the car door tightly, and the earrings kept shaking with the speed of the car.

In this state, 49 Harman didn't dare to speak, he could only close his eyes in fear, and tried his best to stabilize his bumpy body against the car door.

With a ding, a text message came from 49's mobile phone, which also broke the oppressive silence.

49 slowed down and took out his mobile phone to look at it. It was a report from his subordinates, saying that his elder brother had returned from abroad.

49 frowned instantly, and glanced at the rearview mirror coldly, as if he knew it was his elder brother Ji Cheng.

Almost without stopping for a moment, 49 increased its horsepower and drove away the car behind, and went straight to his residence.

When they arrived at the parking lot downstairs, 49 lifted the food in the back seat, walked around the front of the car and hugged the co-pilot Harman with one hand, and immediately walked quickly into the building without wasting a second.

Harman saw that 49 was in a bad mood, and obediently hugged 49's neck without saying a word.

After entering the house, when 49 put Haman down on the sofa and wanted to go to the kitchen to cook, Haman hurriedly grabbed 49's wrist, looked up at 49 helplessly and asked, "Did I make you angry?"

Suddenly, 49 was puzzled by the question, "Why do you ask such a question?"

Haman bit his lip slightly and hesitated for a while before speaking, "Because you looked very angry along the way, and the car drove very fast, and you didn't talk to me."

Normally, 49 would talk to him all the time, or kiss him, but 49 didn't do anything along the way, which made Harman a little uneasy, suspecting that he made 49 angry.

It was only after Haman said this that he realized how scary his journey was. He sat on the side of the coffee table after putting the dishes on the coffee table, and patted his thigh.

Haman hesitated for a while, but he got up and sat on 49's lap, looking at 49 nervously with his light golden eyes.

"I'm indeed a little angry, but I'm not angry with you. I'm just not happy that someone has been following us." 49 explained to Haman, putting Haman's long hair behind his face behind his ears.

"Is anyone following us?"

Haman was a little dazed, he didn't even know about this, and his eyes were always on 49.

Haman, who realized this belatedly, blushed immediately, and looked at 49 redly, his face gradually becoming hot.

Me, have I been looking at him?

Haman was a little frightened, he covered his mouth in embarrassment, and his face became more and more red.

Why did he suddenly blush, as if he was bleeding.

Haman's sudden expression made 49 raise his eyebrows and stared at Haman intently.

"Don't look at me yet."

Haman looked aside shyly, the ears were dyed crimson, and the earrings with a slight blue light looked unusually charming.

"Why can't I see it?"

49 stretched out his hand to lift a strand of blond hair on Haman's chest, rubbed it with his hand and asked with a low smile, the bad mood just now was swept away.

I can finally understand why the Vatican Prison is so noisy, but He Zheng still seems to be in a good mood. It turns out that having a wife really makes a difference.

49 murmured in his heart.