Wife Capture: Leng Mei Boss loves to the bone

Mr. Han didn't answer the question, just in time, Mother Han also came out, "Dad, Qi'er, the party is over, I'm waiting for you to go in, his father and I can't handle it alone."

After hearing the words, Mr. Han and Han Shaoqi turned and entered the hall.

After the charity gala, there was another meal. Han Shaoqi made a mistake when he was speaking just now, so naturally he couldn't neglect those guests at this moment.

However, Mr. Han noticed with sharp eyes that Han Shaoqi, who was following behind, glanced back frequently, obviously looking for something, with some whitening brows, worry became more and more serious, but he smiled a second before he asked.

I bowed my hands to everyone, "I'm sorry, something was delayed at home just now."

Although Mr. Han has abdicated, his prestige is still there, and the guests will naturally give him face.

"You're welcome." The guest returned the courtesy.

So the atmosphere of the dinner was harmonious, except for the stiff and absent-minded expression on Han Shaoqi's face, everyone pretended not to see it.

His expression was in a trance, and when he returned to the villa, Huangfu Yao felt indescribably tired and tired.

I looked around and wondered why Song Gang wasn't here today?

I remember a few days ago, when I came back, Song Gang would wait for me and ask how the situation here was going.

Suddenly remembered, my brother seemed to have told me that Song Gang had a girlfriend, whose name seemed to be Luo Qian, who was Xiaotong's best friend.

Thinking of Ning Xiaotong, then thinking of Han Shaoqi, and then thinking of the man by the West Lake, feeling irritable.

Huangfu Yao felt hesitant about how to take the next step.

The originally planned route, but because of a sudden accident, made me helpless.

Rubbing his brows and eyes, Huangfu Yao looked at the dizzy yellow light above his head, and seemed to see that person's face dimly.

In a blink of an eye, he thought of that face as the culprit that caused his brother's pain, and couldn't help feeling distressed.

There was a trace of helplessness and bewilderment on his face.

Who can tell himself what to do next.

It is inevitable for Ning Xiaotong to return to her brother, but after this matter is over, how can she get out?

……

Han Shaoqi returned to the villa, a little unhappy.

I was still thinking about the scene of meeting during the day, so that I forgot to change my shoes while standing at the entrance.

Until Ning Xiaotong's voice came from afar, "Shaoqi, what are you doing there?"

Only then did Han Shaoqi come to his senses and put on his shoes.

Ning Xiaotong enthusiastically served the food and asked Han Shaoqi to come over for dinner.

During the meal, Xiaotong said expectantly, "Shaoqi, shall I go out to work?"

Han Shaoqi choked on a mouthful of soup, coughing until his face turned red.

Xiaotong didn't expect him to react so quickly, so she stood up quickly in fright, and went around the table to pat him on the back.

He asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

Han Shaoqi coughed for a long time, and finally returned to normal. He took out a tissue and wiped his mouth. He frowned, "Why do you suddenly have such an idea?"

Xiao Tong returned to her seat, pouted, "Staying at home is so boring."

"How can you be bored?" Han Shaoqi looked at her, "You can read books, watch TV, do yoga, or play mahjong with the ladies next door."

Xiaotong rolled his eyes at him, "Do you want me to enter old age early?"

Han Shaoqi said awkwardly, "I'm sorry." He straightened his face, "Little Tong, as my wife, you don't need to go out to earn money to support the family."

Xiaotong sighed, very distressed.