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

Oh my god, I... am I dreaming?

Rank, who was behind the race, rubbed his eyes desperately, but he opened the big iron gate again and Harmoll's car was still parked outside.

This……

Lan Ke still couldn't believe it, so he squeezed his thigh hard, and the pain made him almost cry.

That's Master Harmore!That Lord Harmoll, who was so calm and terrifying, never took the initiative.

Lan Ke felt that his world view was collapsing. Is this still the Harmoll he knew?

Lan Ke glanced at Saiman curiously, and it was Saiman with a strong smile on his face.

Lan Ke suddenly had a chill. Could it be that His Highness said on the phone that he was an enemy on purpose?In order to make Master Harmore nervous?

I always feel like this.

Lan Ke was inexplicably worried about Harmore. His highness not only became a stranger, but his IQ also took off, and he was also black-bellied.

Buzz buzz... Saiman's cell phone rang.

Saiman kept his eyes on Hammer's face in the car, and calmly took out the cell phone in his pocket to answer it.

He didn't speak first, he was waiting for Harmore to take the initiative, and kept looking at Harmore outside the big iron gate.

"Why, do you still need me to go up and carry His Highness back down?"

Harmore spoke in such an indifferent voice, as if he had returned to his usual self.

But Saiman knew Harmore too well, and his voice now was full of displeasure, and he just restrained it.

"If you want, I don't mind."

Saiman smiled lightly, keeping eye contact with Harmore.

Hamoore immediately bit his lip and looked angrily at Saiman at the window on the second floor.

He told himself not to be angry, Saiman did this on purpose and he couldn't mess up.

"I only give you 3 minutes, if you don't come down, you can walk back by yourself."

Harmore immediately hung up the phone after speaking, without saying anything more.

It's not that he doesn't want to talk nonsense with Saiman, but he's afraid that Saiman will get mad at him and run away after a while.

Oss, who was driving, glanced at Harmore through the rearview mirror. He thought Harmore was angry, but no, Harmore looked a little nervous, and kept holding the back seat cushion.

Sure enough, as long as he met His Highness Lord Hamoel, the disguise could always be disintegrated in an instant.

Oss sighed, he didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing to send Harmore here.

Saiman, who was hung up on the phone, was not in a hurry at all, and just stood in front of the window and looked at Harmore.

Harmore kept looking at the time, and it seemed that it was going to be 3 minutes. Saiman didn't move, he clenched his lips again.

Do you have to let me go up to pick him up?

Harmore knew that Saiman thought so, but he just didn't want to accept it.

He endured the panic and continued to wait, but after another 3 minutes, Saiman on the second floor did not move, and kept looking at him.

"Master Harmore, do you want to go back?"

Oss asked in a low voice, as if he was afraid that Hammer would get angry.

Harmore lowered his head, clenched his fists with red eyes, and said nothing, his lips were about to be bitten.

"How about I help you up?"

Oss proposed, it was really uncomfortable to watch.

"He won't come down even if you go, he just forced me to pick him up." Harmore was a little angry and unwilling.

Oss naturally knew it too, but it was only because Hamoel didn't go up for a long time that he proposed that.

"Your Highness, didn't you say that Lord Harmoll would go back with him when he came?" Ranke, who was standing beside Saiman, asked puzzled.

Obviously their luggage was still placed by the sofa, no matter how they looked at it, they knew that Harmore would definitely come.

"After I took that step, I still can't change anything. It would be meaningless if he didn't take the initiative."

Saiman said indifferently, keeping his eyes on Harmoll, who was in the car with his head bowed.

"Okay, okay!"

Rank didn't try to persuade him any more, he could only wait for Harmore to come over.

Ye Miao, who was watching all this by the window on the second floor, was surprised, "I'll go, why is Harmore here?"

Shen Tianyu, who was sitting on the sofa cutting fruit, heard Ye Miao's voice and walked to the window, standing behind Ye Miao, looked out of the big iron gate.

He frowned, even though he knew that Ha Moore's assassination of Ye Miao was ordered by the queen, but he was still a little displeased.

"Although I haven't had contact with Harmore, I heard that he is a counselor with a very smart mind, but when he was ten years old, he suddenly chose the Queen's faction and was expelled from the family." Ye Miao suddenly said this to Shen Tianyu.

"He also has Ha in his name. Could it be that he is from the same family as Haman?" Shen Tianyu asked curiously.

"Harman is Haman's elder brother. Their family has an outstanding eldest son who passed away from a serious illness. He seemed to be smarter than Harman. Even my teacher said his death was a pity." Ye Miao said, eyes Has been outside Harmoll.

He couldn't help sighing, it really was Brother Haman, he was so beautiful.

It seems that the men in their family all have long hair, and they all wear earrings inherent in the family.

Ye Miao stared at Ha Moore directly.

Hearing Ye Miao's words, Shen Tianyu suddenly became thoughtful.

Can a ten-year-old really choose who he will serve in the future according to his own ideas?

Did the dead eldest son really die of illness?

Shen Tianyu turned his gaze back to Hammer outside the big iron gate, feeling that things were not that simple.