He entered a wealthy family by mistake

"Have you finished the fight?"

Oren asked his mother coldly, she looked like she was often beaten, otherwise she wouldn't be so calm.

"You...you beast."

Mrs. Ao beat herself until she was out of breath. She pointed at Oren with one hand on her waist and was speechless.

Although she was not short, just above Oren's chest, it did not prevent her from scolding Oren.

Oren forced himself to hold his forehead calmly. If he wasn't afraid that his father would force him to go abroad again and imprison him for a few more years, he would have thrown his mother downstairs.

The old deacon stretched out his hand to look at the watch on his wrist, and told Oren very considerately, "There is still an hour before the master comes home. If the master knows that His Highness Sai'an is in your room, you will probably be in trouble again, Second Young Master." I have to live on an isolated island for ten years and then come back.”

Oren's mouth twitched, and the old deacon had his usual serious and venomous tongue.

There is no normal person in this family, right?

Oren felt like his brain was going to explode. He frowned and looked irritated. One or two people thought that he was the one who kidnapped Sai'an.

"Because you always don't do human affairs. You have a criminal record, so you can't be trusted."

The old deacon saw through Oren's thoughts, pulled down his sleeves to cover the watch on his wrist, put his hands in front of his abdomen and smiled kindly at Oren, smiling kindly even though he was swearing.

Oren's face instantly darkened, and he looked at the old deacon coldly.

The old deacon who was threatened with death seemed to be unable to see Oren's anger, and still smiled at Oren, even the wrinkles in his smile were gentle.

But in reality, I was thinking: This young grandson knows that if he causes trouble all the time, it would be best for him to be beaten to death by his wife, so as not to have to wipe his ass.

The expression on the old deacon's face was so gentle, but he wanted to kill Oren so much in his heart.

Oren has been pampered since he was a child and has a prominent family. He has developed a character that disobeys him and often causes trouble. The housekeeper often cleans up his messes, which clears up his grievances.

In addition, since the youngest son of the family does not need to inherit the family's business, his parents rarely discipline him. Their original intention was to let him live a free and comfortable life, but in the end he was raised to be cold-blooded, ruthless and violent. He does not look down on anyone and dares to do so. beat.

"If you don't hurry up and send the fourth prince back to the palace, I won't be able to wait for your father to come back and break your legs."

Mrs. Ao gave Oren another feather duster, raised her head and put her hands on her hips and shouted fiercely at Oren.

"If he doesn't return to the palace, he will live in our house from now on."

"Staying in our house? You think your home is a palace and you still live in our house. Send me back quickly."

Mrs. Ao's lungs were about to burst with anger, and she kicked Oren angrily, just wanting to kick this bastard to death.

"Can't you just talk properly?"

Oren, who was beaten all the time, was really irritable, but as soon as he raised his voice a little, Mrs. Oren beat her with a feather duster, "You still dare to talk back and be mean to me? Your wings are stiff, right?"

Oren was almost driven crazy, but he couldn't fight back, so he could only block his body with his arms and let Mrs. Oren hit her.

Sai'an was on the bed at this time. He was drowsily asleep when he heard a strange voice, which was very loud. He seemed to wake up accompanied by beatings. He sat up with difficulty holding his forehead in discomfort.

He opened his sleepy eyes, and what came into view was an unfamiliar room. It was European-style and spacious. The large balcony was facing where he stood up, and the sunlight lazily shone into the room.

He looked out and saw the courtyard, which had a rockery with flowing water and a majestic pavilion. Next to the pavilion was a large patch of roses, like a beautiful climbing arch.

The wind blows the white gauze curtains on both sides of the window from time to time, slowly flying in the air, looking a bit unreal and dreamy.

"Where is...where?"

Sai'an, who was holding his forehead, seemed to have lost his memory. He clearly remembered that he was in the Duke's Mansion.

"How could I have given birth to such an inhumane scumbag like you?"

From the door of the room, Mrs. Ao's yelling came again, and there was the sound of a feather duster hitting Oren.

"They say I didn't kidnap him. Why don't you believe me?"

"What do I believe in you? I believe that a sow can climb a tree."

……

Sian, who heard the quarrel again, held his groggy head and turned his eyes to the door of the room. Only then did he see clearly that it was Oren. He could hit Oren with a feather duster, but he was not a beautiful blond lady with an angry face. Saw it.

No, it seems, seen?

Sai'an had no memory, but it looked familiar. He was looking at Mrs. Ao in a daze.

"cough!"

The old deacon put his hand to his mouth and cleared his throat. He stood up straight and reminded Mrs. Ao, "Madam, the fourth prince is awake."

"Oh, I'm awake!"

Mrs. O's eyes lit up when she scolded Oren. She immediately pushed her son who was blocking the way and walked quickly into the room. She sat down on the bed and looked at Sai'an crazily without blinking.

Sai'an was startled, subconsciously shrank back, and quickly distanced himself from Mrs. Ao.

What is she doing!

This was the first time that Sai'an saw a strange woman dare to sit beside his bed and look directly at him.

Compared to Sai'an's fear, Mrs. Ao looked at Sai'an with excitement in her eyes.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! It looks like a porcelain doll and is so delicate. It can't be compared to the two silly big guys in my family. It looks like two bears and is not cute at all. The smaller boy is still cute.

The most important thing is that he has blond hair and blue eyes, his skin is as thick as grease, his eyelashes are like fans, and his face is delicate and tender. He is beautiful and well-behaved.

OMG this kid has no pores at all and his skin is so good.

Mrs. Ao came directly to Sai'an, held Sai'an's face with both hands and stared at him wildly.

Sai'an was frightened, retreated and hugged the quilt tightly in his arms, looking at Mrs. Ao warily.

Why is this person so familiar?

This was the first time for Sai'an to meet someone like Mrs. Ao, and he was a little uncomfortable with it.

"I'm sorry, auntie must have scared you!"

Mrs. Ao apologized quickly and hid the feather duster behind her back, as if she was afraid of scaring Sai'an.

Sai'an wanted to say something, but he suddenly remembered who the person in front of him was.

I said she looked familiar. It turned out to be Oren's mother, whom I had met at a banquet before.

Um? Mother Oren?

Sai'an's pupils dilated as if he had just reacted, so this is the Oren's house?