Diamond Honey Wedding: Top Husband Dots on His Wife

Chapter 141: Pretending to be a Couple
No matter how deep the friendship between Xiao Yihe and himself is, he still has to be careful, because it is impossible for him to trust anyone 100%.

The position of the president of Herlans is hereditary, so even his own brothers are fighting openly and secretly with him, so he will not completely trust this outsider.

"She did come with me, but we got separated on the way, and she had to barge in."

Xiao Yihe spoke nonsense in a serious manner, even if he knew that what he said was not true, but there was no evidence, there was nothing you could do about him, unless Ian went to find evidence, but such a trivial matter did not require him to use his power.

Under the balance, Ian didn't make things difficult for Xiao Yihe, he waved his hand: "Okay, let's all go down, this is just a misunderstanding, we are all friends."

"Yes." Those people looked at each other in blank dismay, put away their guns, and then evacuated from here.

His rights still need Xiao Yihe to help him consolidate, military resources also need to be provided by Xiao Yihe, and he cannot be offended for the time being.

Only then did Han Mitang breathe a sigh of relief, Xiao Yihe was able to protect her, even the prince wanted to give him three points, this person is really not easy.

"Since he's your friend, why don't you introduce him?" The prince didn't have the slightest color on his face, but his lips were brightly red. His face was sickly, yet majestic.

Xiao Yihe smiled faintly, and waved to Han Mitang who was stunned aside.

Han Mitang took a deep breath and walked towards Xiao Yihe. She couldn't afford to offend the royal family, and she had to listen to what others said. After all, she also knew how much she weighed.

The princess stood beside the prince, tightly holding the wine glass, and looked at Han Mitang intentionally or unintentionally.

Han Mitang walked slowly, and in terms of temperament, she was not inferior to the ladies present, the prince looked at Han Mitang and smiled: "She is indeed a beautiful woman, with her good eyesight, when she gets married, I will help you to prove her marriage. "

Han Mitang is not very proficient in the language of Herlans, the words said by the prince made her think a bit slower: "What did he say?"

Han Mitang tilted her head and asked in her native language.

Xiao Yihe pretended to be profound, and said lightly: "It's nothing, I just praised you for being beautiful."

Han Mitang also noticed the forbearance on the princess's face at this moment, women's intuition is often the most accurate, she could see that the princess looked at Xiao Yihe with different eyes, in order to avoid the same incident as Nangong Xuanjing from happening again Incident, she kept a little distance from Xiao Yihe.

Seeing that she was avoiding him, Xiao Yihe looked at the prince's eyes again, and stretched out his hand to hold Han Mitang in his arms: "Her name is Han Mitang, she is my friend, and these two are my friends, honey." Tang, you should know their identities, this is the prince and this is the princess."

Xiao Yihe introduced each other for them, and Han Mitang struggled to leave his arms: "What are you doing, why are you hugging me?"

"Without hugging you, do you want him to see through that we are not familiar with each other, and then deal with you?" Xiao Yihe's face was calm, and the corners of his mouth only slightly curled into a perfect arc.

"I'm afraid you two are more than just friends, right?" The prince couldn't understand what they were talking about, but felt that their actions just now were flirting, so he asked tentatively.

Han Mitang understood this sentence, and instantly understood the concern in Xiao Yihe's eyes, so she had to cooperate with Xiao Yihe in acting the play.

Xiao Yihe didn't answer, but looked at Han Mitang and smiled softly, the prince let go of his vigilance.

After the banquet, it was already late at night, and she could only share a room with Xiao Yihe.

Walking into the door, Xiao Yihe began to take off his coat, Han Mitang was stunned, looking at the sofa beside the bed, she stepped forward and moved the sofa aside.

Xiao Yihe frowned deeply, and looked at her little movements in puzzlement: "What are you doing moving the sofa?"

"Sleep." Han Mitang looked at him with wide eyes: "I don't sleep on the sofa, so I still have to share a bed with you." She was not afraid that Xiao Yihe would plot against her, because Xiao Yihe did not treat her at all. It's not interesting, it's just that she doesn't want to sleep with a strange man.

"Do you think I will do bad things to you?" Xiao Yihe leaned lazily on the crystal table behind, rubbing his chin with his hand, with a smirk on his face, his eyes kept following Han Mitang's figure.

"No." Han Mitang replied flatly.

"Then why are you still sleeping on the sofa?"

Xiao Yihe was slightly surprised that she wasn't afraid at all that he was plotting against her: "You really don't worry about me."

"Okay, I'm going to sleep, don't bother me with your words." Han Mitang lay on the sofa, and finally had a moment of leisure, fell down on the sofa, and relaxed her whole body.

Xiao Yihe looked at her with regret, chuckled, walked into another room, turned on the hot water, and took a shower.

When he came out, Han Mitang had already fallen asleep, but her brows were furrowed and her hands were clenched tightly, feeling very insecure.

Xiao Yihe stepped forward, gently hugged her body, and put her on the bed, while he walked to the sofa and sat down, leaned lazily on the sofa, and closed his eyes.

The night is already very deep, the round moon rises, reflecting on the sea, the sea wind blows, blows the sea, the waves rise slightly, it is very peaceful.

I don't know how long he slept, but Xiao Yihe heard footsteps in the house. He slept relatively lightly, and he could detect even slight movements.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Han Mitang walking out barefoot.

He didn't call her, but took a coat and followed her out, walking behind her.

She walked to the viewing point of the cruise ship, and then stopped. Looking at the waves being blown on the sea, her nose was sore and tears flowed down her cheeks.

"Actually, I've always wanted to know why you didn't marry Nangong Ye. Aren't you supposed to get married a long time ago? Why did you change the date? Are you here again?" Xiao Yihe suddenly popped up, startling her.

Even if he already knew about it, he couldn't possibly know all of the unknown reasons.

Being a little chilled by the sea breeze, Xiao Yihe carefully put on her coat, and said in a calm and magnetic voice, "Don't catch a cold." He also handed her a tissue.

"Thank you." Han Mitang wiped away her tears and took a deep breath.

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it." After all, exposing other people's scars and bringing up old things will inevitably make them more sad.

Seeing that he said that, Han Mitang didn't intend to mention it, because she really didn't know where to start, and she didn't want to tell an irrelevant person about this kind of thing.

"Thank you, I lied to you, but you took care of me today." Han Mitang paused: "If you need my help in the future, I will definitely help you." He probably doesn't need her help Bar.

(End of this chapter)