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

Buzzing, the phone in Byrne's hand vibrated.

He didn't glance at it, he leaned on the bed with his arm covering his eyes and answered the phone, with the phone next to his ear, his voice was low and hoarse, "Say."

The knight heard something was wrong in Byrne's voice, but he didn't dare to ask further, Hui reported, "Olen did what you said, and brought His Royal Highness Sai'an back to his family, and did not go to his private villa."

"Oh, I see."

After Byrne finished speaking, he hung up and threw the phone away, and continued to look up and cover his eyes in a decadent manner, too tired to move.

Because I answered the phone with my injured hand, the phone was covered in blood at this time, which was shocking.

He bled a lot yesterday, and was injured again today. Byrne's vision suddenly blurred, and he fell heavily to the ground.

"Did you hear anything?"

A knight listening to the door asked the person next to him.

The person next to him said uncertainly, "It feels like something fell down?"

"I'll go, Lord Byrne lost too much blood and passed out!" someone shouted in surprise.

Others also felt this possibility, and hurriedly opened the door.

Sure enough, what caught their eyes was Byrne who had fainted beside the bed.

"Master Byrne."

Everyone yelled in unison, full of panic in their voices.

"Quick, hurry up and call the doctor, Lord Byrne has fainted."

I don't know who yelled such a sentence, there was a commotion outside the aisle, and there was a little more panic.

You must know that they have been with Byrne for so long, but they have never seen him faint once.

Soon the news of Byrne's fainting reached the ears of the knight standing guard at the gate of Dasi's royal room.

Although they were afraid of Byrne, they did not gloat, let alone wish for Byrne to die.

Because Byrne has always reused those who keep their duty, and will give them more wages.

Apart from Byrne's bad temper, they had no reason to hate Byrne, and they were worried that they would not have such an easy job after Byrne died.

"You stand for a while, I'll go and see the situation first."

A knight hurriedly said this and immediately walked towards Byrne's room.

"Come back quickly."

The other person yelled at his back, not to ask him to come back to stand guard, but to worry about Byrne's situation and ask him to hurry back with news.

Ye Chi, who was repairing the door, had been listening to their conversation, and knew about Byrne's fainting.

He subconsciously looked at the big bed to see Da Siyu's reaction.

Da Siyu closed his eyes tightly, not sure if he fell asleep or pretended he didn't hear.

Oren who brought Saiyan home

As soon as the car stopped in front of the luxurious European-style villa, he immediately got out of the car with Sai'an in his arms.

At this time, there were already two rows of servants standing in the courtyard, one row of maids and one row of deacons.

When they saw Oren came back, they were about to say something, but before they could say anything, Oren gave them a sharp stare and told them to shut up, probably because they were afraid of waking Sai'an in his arms.

The servants who were stared swallowed their words, bowed down in unison and greeted Oren home silently. They didn't look at Sai'an in Oren's arms, not because they didn't want to look but because they couldn't. According to this rule, you can't have any curiosity about the master's affairs.

"Ma'am, the second young master is back."

Wearing a tuxedo, the old deacon, who was about seventy years old, walked into Oren's mother's room and reported in a low voice to Mrs. Ao who was sitting on the sofa.

"Dare to come back, don't you! Let's see if I don't kill him this time."

Mrs. Ao rolled up her sleeves angrily, picked up the feather duster that had been placed by the tea table early in the morning, and rushed out of the room, looking very angry.

The old deacon got used to it, and silently followed Mrs. Ao.

Oren didn't know that his mother was going to tidy him up, so he walked to the second floor with Sai'an in his arms, just as Mrs. Ao came out from the first floor and missed him.

Madam Ao suppressed her anger and asked the maid in the hall, "Where is the second young master?"

"The second young master has already gone upstairs."

The maid bowed and returned respectfully.

"Okay! Go upstairs as soon as you come back, and don't even say hello to me, my mother. You really have hard legs and you are not afraid of me interrupting you!"

Mrs. Ao was so angry that her teeth were itching, and she quickly rushed to the second floor with her long skirt.

The old deacon sighed and followed, as if he had been numb to this scene.

Oren, who carried Sai'an back to his room, gently put Sai'an on the bed and covered Sai'an with a quilt.

Sitting by the bed, he only realized that Sai'an had dark circles under his eyes. It seemed that he had not been able to sleep well recently and was under too much pressure.

"No wonder he fell asleep after fainting."

Oren raised his hand to caress Sai'an's face, and touched Sai'an's forehead, for fear that he would have a severe fever.

"Olen, you brat, die for my old lady."

Madam Ao's roar sounded outside the aisle, and the sound was getting closer.

Oren frowned subconsciously, "What's going on?"

Displeased, he got up and walked towards the door, intending to close the door and ignore it.

But before the door was closed, Mrs. Ao rushed over and gave him a feather duster, and scolded him to death, "You beast, how dare you force the fourth prince, you think the head is too heavy on the neck and you can't take it off .”

"Why did I give birth to such a bastard like you, if I don't beat you to death today, I will be killed when I go out."

Mrs. Ao beat her harder and harder, and cursed louder and louder, she was so angry that she was about to explode.

Oren, who was beaten, held the feather duster in her hand very calmly, holding onto it tightly.

"Don't let me go yet?"

Mrs. O kicked Oren, and stared at Oren angrily.

"Can you be quiet for a while, he is sleeping."

Oren let go of the feather duster in his hand, and gave Mrs. Ao a disgusted look.

"Who's sleeping?"

"You brat, how dare you bring outsiders home."

Furious Mrs. Ao wanted to smoke Oren again, but the old deacon pointed to the room and said calmly to Mrs. Ao, "Master Oren seems to have tied His Royal Highness Sai'an back."

"what?"

Mrs. Ao's eyes widened when she heard the words, she quickly pushed away the obtrusive Oren and looked into the room, as expected, the person lying on Oren's bed was Sai'an herself.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

The frantic Mrs. Ao beat Oren, which made Oren speechless, with an angry expression on his face.

Oren told himself: No, the old man will kill me if I fight back, so I have to put up with her.