Young Master Chu’s Guide to Spoiling his Wife

Since Xu Ming got married, Han Yi has been the subject of all the Han family's supervision.

He was thinking of leaving City B on the night of Xu Ming's wedding. He didn't expect that he was caught by Tang Jingyuan as soon as he stepped out of the hotel's door.

"Where are you going this night?" Tang Jingyuan didn't care about outsiders' eyes directly, and directly grabbed Han Yi by the collar and grabbed him. "go home with me!"

"Mom, I have a task, and I must go today." Han Yi said with a sullen expression, "In this way, I promise to come back in one month. No matter how many blind dates you arrange for me, I will definitely be there."

"If I believe you, there will be a ghost!" Tang Jingyuan made up her mind not to let go of people, even if he said the flowers. "Come back home!"

After pulling and pulling, Tang Jingyuan got Han Yi to the parking lot. But at the moment she opened the door, Han Yi turned and ran away.

Tang Jingyuan looked at the empty side, still a little bit unrecovered. How could this stinky boy run like a rabbit, and the kung fu lady disappeared in a blink of an eye?

Han Yi used all the speed he had in the police academy assessment, and finally got rid of Tang Jingyuan. He dubiously took a taxi to the airport, and took a plane back to Yunnan that night.

Due to its special geographical location, Yunnan often has some immigration personnel. Recently, Han Yi took the initiative to invite Ying to work with the anti-drug team.

I think that he will be able to recruit the elites of the police force in two years. He will be promoted in two years and become the deputy director of the Public Security Department. Now he is hiding in such a place because he has to be forced into marriage by his family. No need for others to talk more, Han Yi himself found it ridiculous.

When the plane arrived in Kunming, it was three o'clock in the morning. Returning to his residence, Han Yi fell on the bed with a dazed mind. It was already past four by this time.

After sleeping for a few hours, Han Yi was woken up by the doorbell at 8 o'clock in the morning. He frowned, but couldn't see who was outside through the door mirror.

At this time, who will come to you? Han Yi was vigilant, pinned the gun behind his waist and opened the door.

"Hello sir, this is your express, please sign for it!"

As soon as the door opened, a clear and beautiful voice came into my ears. Han Yi looked down and saw a woman wearing a peaked cap, holding a large package a few centimeters higher than her, staring at him with a warm smile on her face.

No wonder she hadn't seen her just now, it turned out to be blocked by a package.

"I haven't bought anything, you gave it wrong." Han Yi took a step back and closed the door.

"Eh eh eh, sir, wait a minute!"

Relying on his dexterity, Chi Xingran quickly got into the door. Slightly raised his head and looked at Han Yi, with a look of embarrassment: "Sir, why don't you think about it? I sent it from a long distance, you see that the address is correct, did you buy something? Things, don’t you remember them? Or they were given by others?"

Han Yi glanced at the handwritten address she handed over, and he was indeed right here.

"Why is it not a courier slip, but a handwritten one?" He asked her with a sharp gaze, Chi Xingran who asked, stiffened, a little scared.

This person's eyes are so terrible...

"Because it is in the same city, in order to save a courier order, our lady boss wrote a note and asked me to send it." She replied in a low voice, staring at Han Yi intently with her big eyes, which made Han Yi feel inexplicable. Guilt.