He entered a wealthy family by mistake

After a long detour, we returned to Oslank at Villa Hamel

As soon as the car stopped, before Os could say anything, Rank ran into the villa and he was left behind.

"Why are you still angry, like a little girl?"

Oss scratched his head with a headache. No matter what he said along the way, Rank ignored him and treated him like air.

He thought about being patient and coaxing Ranke when he got home, but Ranke just abandoned him and left.

"Could it be that he wants me to coax him in other ways, by giving him flowers? Or by giving him a ring?" Ao Si touched his chin and thought seriously.

"Could it be that I kissed him suddenly before we confirmed our relationship, so he lost his temper?"

"It's true that sending flowers won't work. It's more sincere to send a ring."

Os came to a conclusion and looked down at the gemstone ring on his index finger.

"This is a family ring passed down to me by my mother, so it doesn't matter if I pass it on to my wife! We are all one family anyway."

After thinking this, Aos immediately got out of the car, took out large and small bags of ingredients from the trunk, and hurried towards the kitchen.

After freezing everything, Ao Si strode out of the hall.

He was originally very happy, but after leaving the hall, he stopped and frowned coldly.

Because at this time, a blond man with blue eyes was reclining on the sofa in the lobby. He looked about 31 years old, about 176cm tall, and was dressed like a royal.

The reason why Os was angry was not because of this, but because the man asked Hamol to take off his shoes in a half-kneeling position, while he himself lay lazily on the sofa and admired his fingers comfortably.

That damn boy, he dared to treat Lord Hamor as a servant.

Aos was furious, clenching his fists by his thighs.

Now equally angry was Saiman. Standing opposite the sofa, he glared angrily at his fourth brother Sai'an on the sofa, full of anger.

If Hamor hadn't told him not to get angry just now, he would have ripped off Sian's head and kicked it open.

"Why does the second brother look so unhappy?"

Sai'an knew clearly that Saiman was so angry and yet he dared to ridicule him. There was a playful smile in his eyes when he looked at Saiman.

Although he is Saiman's younger brother, he is not as tall and handsome as Saiman. Instead, he tends to be a pretty and pretty boy. He does not have Saiman's violent aura, but has more of an elegant nobility. His hair is slightly long and excessive. Neck position.

Sai Man clenched his fists angrily, his tendons bulging, and he looked at Sai An as if he wanted to eat him alive.

Seeing that Saiman had been holding back his anger and not daring to lose his temper with him, Sai'an found it even more interesting.

He glanced at Hamel who was squatting aside to take off his shoes, deliberately stood up and sat in front of Hamel, smiled and reached out to pinch Hamel's chin.

"This face is indeed very beautiful. No wonder my second brother has been obsessed with you for so long."

After saying this, Sai'an raised the corners of his mouth, squeezed Hamor's chin tightly, and made Hamor look at him arrogantly.

Hamor did not struggle, but said coldly, "Your Highness, the Fourth Prince, must be tired after a day's flight. I will send someone to arrange a room for you to rest."

Even though Hamor looked calm on his face, he had stabbed Sai'an ten thousand times in his heart.

But he couldn't break up with Sai'an, and now he had to work undercover next to the queen.

"Why let others come? Just clean up my room for me. You will take care of my daily life during the time I am in country H, including at night."

After saying this, Sai'an specifically looked up at Saiman and asked him with a rich smile, "You don't mind, right, second brother?"

Saiman couldn't bear it any longer, so he quickly walked towards Sai'an, slapped away his hand that pinched Hamor's chin, and pulled Hamor up into his arms.

Hamor wasn't angry when Saiman didn't listen to his words and ran away. He was already furious when he heard Saiman's words.

"Wet wipes."

Harmore stretched out his hand towards Saiman without expression.

Saiman bent down and picked up the wet wipes from the coffee table, holding back his anger and handing them to Hamor.

Hamor opened the lid of the wet wipes, took out the wet wipes and wiped the areas where Sian touched them one by one, and then neatly threw the wet wipes into the trash can nearby.

After wiping it once, he still felt it was not clean, so he wiped his chin and hands carefully seven or eight times with a cold face, and did not stop until he felt it was clean.

Seeing Hamor's move, Sai'an narrowed his eyes and showed a dangerous face, his voice was filled with coldness, "How dare you think of this prince as a bacteria?"

"I don't know if the Fourth Highness is a germ. The queen asked you to come to me to take over the He family, not to confront your brother Wang. If you don't mind, I can report everything that just happened to the queen. .”

"you"

Sai'an was stunned and looked very afraid of the queen.

"Aos, take His Royal Highness upstairs to rest."

Hamor stood up straight and called Os's name, looking coldly at Sian who was gritting his teeth and staring at him on the sofa.

Upon hearing Hamor's voice, Os immediately came over from the first floor and came to Sai'an. He gestured upstairs with a gloomy face, "Please come to the fourth prince."

"Humph!"

Sai'an snorted, stood up and left angrily, and the four knights following him hurriedly followed.

"sorry."

Saiman immediately hugged Hamol into his arms and apologized that Sai'an would target Hamol because of him.

"Why are you apologizing? You can just kill that scumbag for me later." Hamol said calmly.

Saiman didn't speak, but his eyes were very scary. Even if Hamor didn't say anything, he wouldn't be lenient.

I really have to thank my mother for sending you to country H. Without the protection of my mother, I wonder how long you Sai'an can survive.

Saiman's eyes were red, like an angry beast.