Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

[today, there is a woman in the master's attic. She is really beautiful, with long hair and beautiful eyes... I went to give her some food today. It's like walking out of the forest...]

[yes, and I think she's not in good spirits. She always wants to throw up. Should she be pregnant?]

[did the Master bring it back from outside?]

[no, the master hasn't been out for a long time. I don't know where he came from. Maybe he's pregnant with the master's child?]

[alas, his luck is really good. I don't know what Vivian will do if he knows...]

【……】

So havila simply had a bold imagination that the woman and should have been Ye Qingcheng.

Moreover, Dongfang Shijin went to China half a year ago, which was very unexpected, but Dongfang Shijin didn't know ye Qingcheng at all, and it had nothing to do with Ye Qingcheng at all.

So I guess it should be... Ye Qingcheng's mother?

Well, master Dongfang has married 29 wives for so many years. All of them have a common feature, which is that they are more or less similar to Ye Qingcheng, so... If you hand over Ye Qingcheng to master Dongfang, I wonder if you will be able to make Dongfang Shijin safe temporarily?

Havila really didn't know if there was any other way, but there seemed to be no other solution except this one.

Only enough to try this method.

“……”

"Squeak --"

Havila was about to take a step forward and say something, but she had not taken a step. The heavy wooden door was pushed open again. Everyone subconsciously looked at it. Only a tall figure came in from the door. Tudor was wearing pure silver armor and holding a helmet in his hand. His left face was still ferocious and terrible, Her light brown hair curled slightly and looked like a savage.

Havila's disgusting eyes did not hide. Gondor killed Turin that day, so she naturally became the king of knights.

"My Lord."

Gondor held his helmet and half knelt on the carpet in front of his desk with the highest courtesy.

The Oriental master, who had been closing his eyes slightly, slowly opened his eyes, as if he had just had a nap. He slowly released his hand holding the cup, leaned forward, moved his body, and even could hear the sound of knuckles clicking.

"So?"

Master Dongfang opened his mouth and his voice was a little hoarse. It seemed that he hadn't had a good rest for several days.

"I-haven't-find-them, but-i-found-something-about-them-in-holland, and-i-wonder-how-to..."

“Kill-them。”

Master Dongfang leaned back into his chair again. He was playing with a high-quality cigar in his hand, turning slightly. His voice was as calm as today's weather, and the waves were not surprised