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

Rank, on his side, looked at the phone that had regained its composure and breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really worried that Lan Ying kept asking him about things with Aos and didn't know how to answer.

"Your eldest sister?"

Os blew out a puff of smoke and asked Rank.

Rank nodded honestly, raised his head and looked at Os, his face turned red unconsciously.

"What about the marriage proposal? Have you asked clearly?"

"I didn't ask, but I guess I know what my eldest sister means." Rank said softly.

Ao Si's lips curled up when he heard this. As long as his mother was right, she would take Rank home to show his parents when the time comes. The matter would be settled.

"What did your parents say?"

Ostow asked.

Rank shook his head, he didn't know, his eldest sister didn't say anything.

Ranke vaguely felt that something was wrong. Why didn't his parents tell him about such a big matter and accepted the marriage proposal from the Ao family?

Are you afraid that the Ao family will get angry, so you dare not refuse?

The only thing Ranke could think of was this. After all, his parents were honest people and feared power.

"Is your family putting pressure on my family?"

Rank raised his head angrily and questioned Os, his eyes were red.

"My mother is not that kind of person."

Ost smoked and touched Rank's head to comfort him.

He himself had some doubts, and his parents were also very calm. He thought his parents would make a big fuss about him proposing marriage to Ranke, but he didn't expect it to be done so easily.

Could it be that you proposed marriage to the wrong person?

Os, who touched Rank's head, frowned.

But that’s not right either!Sister Ranke knows this, so she must be right.

Ao Si took another puff of cigarette, always feeling that something was wrong but he couldn't find the problem.

Ranke also felt confused and something was wrong that he couldn't explain.

"Move into my room tonight."

Oss suddenly lowered his head and said to Rank.

"I don't want it, why should I stay in your room?"

Rank refused directly and slapped his big hand on his head.

Os, "Isn't it normal for us to be engaged and share a room?"

"That's just an engagement, don't try to take advantage of me."

Rank hugged his body and stayed away from Os, looking at Os with a wary expression.

What if Ao Si's bestiality comes out in the middle of the night? He is not as strong as Ao Si and cannot be easily subdued by Ao Si.

Aos felt funny when he saw Rank's look, "I said if I touch you legitimately after we get married, then I'll keep my word."

Rank blushed immediately. He didn't expect Os to mention this.

But he was relieved a lot, at least he didn't have to worry about Ost messing around.

"I won't let you go if you kiss me. After all, you are my wife now."

Ao Si touched Rank's bright red lips with his fingers and stroked them gently.

Rank blushed again instantly. Normally, he would scold Os, but he didn't hate Os for kissing him now. It was just that Os was not gentle at all when he kissed him, and he always felt uncomfortable.

Os, who didn't hear the rejection, acquiesced that Rank had no objection, lowered his head and kissed Rank once, and then again, until their lips were glued together.

Rank's face immediately burned up, and he was so ashamed that he was at a loss.

Aos smiled and did not continue to bully Rank. He just rubbed Rank's fluffy hair.

Anyway, after getting married, he has plenty of time to bully, so this is not enough time.

in the room.

Saiman, who was sitting on the sofa, kept looking at Oscar Rank through the unlocked door. Rank was still blushing and shy, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in interest.

He knew that Aos liked Rank, but it was just Oos's own imagination and wishful thinking. Unexpectedly, Rank actually fell into Aos's hands.

"This is the expenditure on the palace banquets in previous years, and they are all clearly recorded."

The old secretary-general opposite the sofa handed the transaction details to Hamor, who was sitting next to Saiman, and asked him to take a look.

Hamor took the flow details and looked down at it carefully.

Now Hamor has taken over the position of secretary-general and is responsible for assisting Da Siyu. He is learning about the royal family's expenditures and some work matters in recent years.

"If you want to know anything, I can find it for you." The old secretary-general said.

"Ah."

Hamor didn't raise his head as he opened the flow sheet.

The old secretary-general said no more and let Harmore see for himself.

At this time, the coffee table in front of them was filled with a lot of documents, and the piles were piled high.

Because Hamor not only looked at the transaction details of the past few years, but he also carefully understood the details of the king's rise to the present. He even did not miss the details of purchases. He also found some people in the palace who had enriched their own pockets, so that All the big leaders were sent to prison.

Saiman has been sitting in the room with Hamor looking at these details for the past few days. He has long been tired of it. He yawns from time to time and is very lazy.

The old secretary-general glanced at Saiman, who was always yawning. Sure enough, the rumors were correct. His Highness Saiman and His Highness Saidsi left everything to their princess to do and didn't care about anything.

I didn't believe it when others told me, but now it seems that the princes are really eating soft food.

How embarrassing to say this!

The old secretary-general looked shameless, but he was glad that Saiman and Said were willing to wait and see only their wives, otherwise the royal family would not be bleeding like a river now.

I don’t know if it’s good or bad!

The old secretary-general sighed heavily.

Saiman, who heard the old secretary-general sighing, glanced across and asked him with a smile, "I see you are tired too. Shouldn't you take a rest?"

It's because you want to be lazy!

The old secretary-general complained in his heart but did not dare to say it out loud. He glanced at Hamol.

Hamor was still looking down at the water flow details. He was wearing silver glasses and his long silver hair was pinned to the back of his head. A few strands of short hair fell on both sides of his face, revealing his beautiful white neck.

The old secretary-general didn't dare to look any further and quickly looked away.

Hamol is now their princess, that is, a member of the royal family, and she can no longer look at her as she did before.

"Give your eyes a rest, you've been looking at the details all morning."

Saiman confiscated the detailed notebook in Hamor's hand, put it back on the pile of documents, and raised his hand to signal the maid standing aside to serve tea.

The maid immediately nodded, pushed the dining cart to the coffee table, and poured tea respectfully.

Saiman picked up Hamol and put him on his lap, then took the tea handed to him by the maid and gave it to Hamol.

Hamor wasn't angry because Saiman interrupted his work. He happened to want to rest too.

After taking the tea, he took a sip and sat quietly on Saiman's lap.

Saiman took off Hamor's glasses with a smile on his face, pressed Hamor's temples, and asked Hamel to relax.

Hamor got used to it and drank tea silently.

The maid is also used to it and is waiting by the side.

The old secretary-general couldn't get used to it. The dignified prince was not doing his job all day long, and he only knew how to give his wife tea and massage.

What a bunch of hopeless love brains!

The old secretary-general wanted to cry.

Forget about being in love, all the male princesses I'm looking for are none of them.

When they learned that they had a little prince, they were so happy that they almost flew into the air. It turned out that the little prince was already married, and they almost vomited blood.

Now that the Duke has been abducted by Lord Byrne again, he will definitely have no heirs. Anyone who dares to let the Duke get married must not be hacked to death by Lord Byrne.

The old secretary-general wanted to cry more and more. What evil had their royal family done? Not a single princess was a prince. They thought they would have heirs everywhere, but they didn't even lay an egg.

No, no, no, we still have His Highness Bowen, and we still have His Majesty the Queen.

Your Highness Bowen, you must be straight!Otherwise, we old men will all be hanged at your doorstep.

The old secretary-general wiped away his tears and felt aggrieved. They didn't dare to die now and were too embarrassed to see their Majesty the Queen.

What do you want them to say when she waits? Are all her precious sons and grandsons kidnapped by men?

The maid glanced at the old secretary-general who was wiping away tears. She didn't know what was wrong with him, but she thoughtfully gave him a tissue.

"Thank you, kid."

The old secretary-general's voice was choked with sobs, and he kept wiping tears, and looked at Saiman with a look of hatred.

Saiman, who was pressing Hamor's temples, felt confused as to why he was still looking at him with a look of resentment.

Hamor could tell what it meant at a glance, so he kept silent and continued to sit on Saiman's lap and drink tea calmly.

After wiping his tears, the old secretary-general looked at Hamol and kept sighing in his heart, why is their princess not a woman? She is smart and beautiful, but she can't have children.

Hey, forget it, if the princess is a woman, His Highness Saiman may not like it. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. We are all covered with dirt and it is useless to worry about it.

I just ask the princess not to dislike our Highness Saiman for abandoning him in the future. How can such a dignified prince have the dignity to live after his wife divorces him!

The old secretary-general wiped away tears while looking at Saiman, so worried that his hair almost fell out.

Saiman frowned, why does this old man keep crying and looking at me crying?