Chapter 380 Han Yi's Wife

Hearing his tired and hoarse voice, Tang Qi tightened her grip on the phone, "Are you still busy? It's already 9 o'clock."

She knew that the meeting started at 5pm and it had been four hours now.

Mo Shaochen laughed softly, "It's almost done. It will be finished in about half an hour."

"You haven't eaten yet?"

Mo Shaochen replied in a low voice, "I don't have much appetite."

Tang Qi said a few more words, hung up the phone, turned around and asked the waiter to pack up a few hot pot dishes, then went to the supermarket to buy an iron pot, washed it, and went to the self-service counter of Hutchison Whampoa to fill half a pot of white porridge.

The waiter knew that she was a guest of the private room. When he saw her packing the free porridge in the pot, he didn't say anything but helped her enthusiastically.

"Can I pack some seasoning for you, too? Do you like spicy food?"

"Not spicy, please."

After packing, Tang Qi glanced at the nameplate on the waiter's chest, and paid 100 more when checking out.

"Tell waiter No. 19 that I'll treat her to milk tea."

The cashier was surprised for a moment, then smiled and said he would definitely pass it on.

After putting the packed things into the car and returning to the private room, several senior executives supported the drunken Xu Xing and Han Yi and walked out staggeringly.

Tang Qi followed behind, and when they were about to leave Hutchison's door, Han Yi, whose feet were unsteady, tripped over the carpet. The person who was supporting him was also a little drunk, and the two were about to fall. Tang Qi quickly reached out to support them.

Just as her hand was about to touch Han Yi, a faint scent of lilies came over her, and a slender and soft hand gently blocked her hand and supported Han Yi's arm.

Tang Qi looked over.

It was a tall, bright young woman. She looked at her with a smile and said, "Thank you. I'll be fine."

Tang Qi nodded, then turned to help the senior executive next to Han Yi.

The other party was not very drunk, but he almost fell down because of Han Yi's force.

The senior executive thanked her gratefully, "Thank you, Miss Tang."

Tang Qi smiled and turned around, and saw Han Yi, who was always calm and composed, holding the beautiful woman who was supporting him in his arms and kissing her.

The two kissed passionately.

Tang Qi was stunned for a moment, then turned and walked out of Hutchison.

After arranging for a designated driver to take Xu Xing home, Tang Qi waited outside the gate for about ten minutes. Just when she didn't want to wait any longer and was about to leave, the young woman with watery eyes, red and swollen lips, and a shy look on her face came towards her with Han Yi's arm in arm.

"I'm sorry to make you laugh."

Tang Qi couldn't help but glance at the woman's rosy and moist lips, then looked at Han Yi, whose expression was natural, and his eyes behind the lenses were calm and clear, without a trace of drunkenness.

Tsk, birds of a feather flock together.

The tricks are getting more and more complicated.

The young woman obviously knew Tang Qi's identity and took the initiative to extend her hand to her, "Hello, I am Han Yi's wife, my name is Xiao Lan."

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Tang Qi shook hands back, "I'm Tang Qi."

Xiao Lan happily wanted to exchange contact information with her. Tang Qi did not refuse, but she felt a strange feeling in her heart.

It was not until the two added each other on WeChat that Xiao Lan pulled her into a chat group.

Xiao Lan told her, "This is the group of wives of the Mo Group's executives."

Tang Qi: ??? After parting with Han Yi and Xiao Lan, Tang Qi drove to Xiangshan.

In the car, Han Yi took off his glasses and lay in the back seat, resting his head on his wife Xiao Lan's legs. Xiao Lan gently rubbed his temples with her fingertips, saying, "The boss lady of Mo's is pretty, but she's too young. She hasn't even graduated from high school, right? Your boss is such a beast. He can lay his hands on such a young girl."

Han Yi opened his eyes and looked at his wife. Without the obstruction of lenses, his eyes were sharp and incisive. Although Xiao Lan was used to seeing this look, he still couldn't stop his heart from palpitating for a moment.

Han Yi put on his glasses and smiled at his wife Xiao Lan with an ambiguous smile, "When you were pursuing me, you were two years younger than her and just in the first year of high school. Have you forgotten?"

(End of this chapter)