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

"Trash, it's a fucking bunch of trash, even a powerless person can't take it down."

Here at Aiwen, the men he sent to deal with Sai'an came back, and reported that Sai'an was not found, and even lost Sai'an and Aiwen lost his temper.

The kneeling subordinates were trembling and did not dare to show their air. It took a long time before someone said, "We... this is a capital crime. If the queen finds out, our family will be in danger."

"With me, there is no danger, useless things."

Aiwen scolded them angrily, blushing with anger.

Originally, Aiwen didn't want to deal with Sai'an directly, but the more he thought about it later, the more unhappy he became. Oren's attitude towards Sai'an changed, so he became so angry that he sent his own people to deal with Sai'an again, and wanted to teach Sai'an a lesson , and being able to put the blame on Ye Miao, who took Sai'an out privately, kills two birds with one stone, but in the end, it's not as good as God's fortune, and Sai'an's life is mostly nothing.

"Then, what should we do now? Your Highness is missing. If, if the queen finds out, she won't skin us."

Thinking of the queen who was kind on the surface but vicious on the inside, his subordinates were so frightened that they couldn't speak well.

Ai Wen kept a cold face and didn't speak. He wished Sai'an would die outside, and it would be best to play with him to death.

"Master Aiwen, it's not good."

The knight captain hurried into Ivan's room, panting.

He was a little confused when he saw people he didn't know in Ivan's room, and he didn't know what was going on with these people.

Ai Wen didn't explain, and gave his men a fierce look, telling them to back down.

The subordinates did not dare to speak, and hurried away with their heads down.

The knight commander stared blankly at his subordinates leaving, and then turned his head and asked Ivan who was standing there, "Why is this so unfamiliar, could it be the new recruits sent by the queen?"

Ai Wen didn't reply, so he naturally couldn't answer this question, these people are all his privately raised subordinates.

"Didn't you say something happened?"

Ivan sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs proudly and looked at the knight commander standing opposite him.

The knight commander was somewhat displeased, but he didn't say it directly. Hui reported, "All the people sent to deal with He Zheng's nephew were arrested. The police station informed us to go there."

"Are you kidding me?" Ai Wen ran away in an instant, kicking the coffee table fiercely and cursing, "More than ten people can't take down a kid, what are your people doing?"

"There can't be a problem with my people. If they can't take down He Zheng's nephew, either that kid is a Lianjiazi, or someone sabotaged the plan to rescue him and take down our people. It can't be their problem."

The knight commander defends his subordinates. They are knights who are honored. How can I tolerate Ivan saying that about them.

"Obviously there is no need for today's matter, why do you insist on dealing with He Zheng's nephew? Now that it's all over, everyone has gone in." The knight commander became impatient.

Ivan, who was said by the knight commander, instantly showed a hideous face, extremely vicious.

The knight commander was startled, and immediately lowered his head.

He is still afraid of Aiwen, the person who can be reused by the queen must have extraordinary means.

"Now, what do you say now?"

The knight commander was discouraged, and he raised his head and asked Ivan in a low voice.

"What are you panicking about? Did we agree with Ye Miao to take His Highness out of the villa? What's wrong with us just sending someone to arrest the person who took His Highness out of the house privately? Can the police still detain them?"

The knight commander suddenly realized that he was so anxious just now that he forgot that he could still come this way.

"Why are you still standing here, why don't you get out?"

"I'll do it right now."

The knight commander didn't want to stay any longer, so he left immediately with a cold face.

Seeing that the knight seemed unconvinced, Aiwen became more and more upset, "If you dare to be honest, you will be the next one to clean up."

In the lobby on the first floor, Harmoll, who was sitting on the sofa, saw the knight commander rushing up the stairs and out, so he immediately gave his subordinates a look and asked him to follow him out to see what was going on.

The men nodded and hurried to do it.

"Are you looking for Sai'an?"

Saiman, who was sitting next to Harmore, said that he fed a cherry tomato to Harmore.

Harmore replied flatly after eating, "If this is really the case, it is impossible to be so flustered."

Saiman looked down at the fruit plate on the coffee table and didn't speak. After a long time, he picked up a cherry tomato and asked, "Why did Ye Miao approach Sai'an?"

"Maybe I feel sorry for him."

Harmore returned if he wanted to.

Saiman's eyes moved, but he didn't say anything. He wiped the water from the cherry tomatoes and raised his hand to feed Hamoore.

Hammer stared at Saiman while chewing, and asked him, "Your Highness is hesitating, and you don't want to deal with your brother?"

"No."

Saiman's voice didn't fluctuate, but it sounded deep and complicated.

Hamoel knew Saiman so well, how could he not know how he was feeling now, seeing Saiman being bullied by Oren must also feel a little uncomfortable in his heart, after all, he is his younger brother.

Harmore picked up a cherry tomato, wiped off the water with a tissue and said, "Since I suspect that there is something wrong with Aiwen, it means that His Highness Sai'an is probably bewitched. As long as His Highness asks, I will naturally not deal with him."

When Saiman heard this, he looked up at Harmore, a little surprised, after all Harmore had said that he wanted to cut off Sai'an's hand.

"Why are you so surprised? Naturally, I can't do things that His Highness doesn't like. Besides, he may not be our enemy, right?"

After Hamoel finished speaking, he fed the cherry tomatoes into Saiman's mouth, and his movements were very gentle. With his silver-white long hair casually pinched up, the short strands of short hair falling on his cheeks were so beautiful that people couldn't move their eyes away. The necks are breathtakingly beautiful, like a beautiful painting.