Master Loves His Little Beautiful Wife

Han Wen looked at the two of them in confusion. He subconsciously touched his face and asked, "Is there something on my face?"    

" There is nothing, but don't you think your expression right now... Hmm? Extremely ugly? " Hee Guang heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that he had returned safe and sound. When he heaved a sigh of relief, he naturally couldn't help but want to tease him.    

When he heard this, Han Wen did not roll his eyes. He smiled and said, "According to the informant's information, Chapman seems to have taken a fancy to the Prime Minister's wife!"    

"What? " Su Ningning and Hee Guang were stunned when they heard that!    

Chapman really had a very heavy taste. Could other people's wives be shared as well?    

Su Ningning carefully recalled the way Boris and Manley interacted. The corners of her mouth could not help but curve into a mocking smile. "Is Chapman crazy? Is he also able to move Manley?"    

Although Boris and Chapman seemed to have a balanced power, it could even be said that Chapman was slightly better than them.    

After all, they were the supreme royal family and had a history of a hundred years.    

However, Su Ningning was more optimistic about Boris. This person was very bold and scheming. Most importantly, this person had endurance and ability to lie low!    

"This is really Chapman!"    

At this moment, Chu Yichen slowly walked down from the stairs. He took his wife into his arms and smiled. He bent down and kissed Su Ningning on the cheek. "Is this suicide?"    

"Probably." Su Ningning also twitched her mouth. "Chu, it's time to eat. Don't worry about these things. Just wait and watch the show."    

Coincidentally, her Chu really did not have time to think about the matters of the royal family. It would be much easier for the two of them to fight.    

...    

The afternoon sunlight scattered on the balcony, separating the cold from the outside through thick glass.    

Patrie wore a thin shirt and stood by the large floor-to-ceiling window. He reached out his palm and placed it on the glass window. His eyes quietly looked at the scenery outside, but his face was tense.    

"Your Highness?" Stan stood behind Patrie on the right, his narrow eyes flashing with anger. "There are rumors about the royal family now, which seems to be very bad for you."    

On the left, Carson's expression was also quite serious. "Not only is it disadvantageous to Your Highness, but they are also here for the royal family's authority!"    

Hearing this, Patrie's thin lips tightly pursed, but his demonic eyes flashed with a cold light. He lightly snorted, "Is he impatient to break down the royal family? Does he really think that the royal family is idiots?"    

A hundred years of accumulation was not just a word!    

It has supreme power and vast connections.    

"Your Highness, could this be..." Stan looked at Patrie, but Patrie interrupted him, "No, Boris is not that stupid!"    

"But now he is the only one who has the ability." What Stan wanted to say was that Boris's motive was even more obvious.    

"En!" Patrie sneered. "You are not wrong. Although this is not Boris's means, there are traces of him. So we should be more cautious in our next move."    

His slender fingers tightly clenched into fists. Patrie's heart was burning with fighting spirit.    

"Your Highness, what are your next plans? How should we deal with it?" Calson asked in a low voice.    

"Countermeasures?"    

Suddenly, Patrie showed a serious smile.