One Thousand Four Hundred and Ninety-Two Concern (I)

Everyone stood up, staring at the sudden arrival with surprise and joy.

Only Zhao Chuning was still sitting.

She was already drunk. Everything in front of her was blurry, and her eyes were scattered. There were two circles of blush on her beautiful oval face, making her look charming and soft at the moment.

Tang Yi's eyes finally fell on her, and his face was ugly.

"Mr. Tang, what wind blew you here today." At the dinner table, someone said enthusiastically. He was already holding the cup over.

Tian Jie took this opportunity to pat Zhao Chuning quietly, "Chuning, get up!"

She barely supported the table and tried to stand up, but her legs were still weak. Tian Jie, who was standing beside her, took her waist and tried to stabilize her. However, as soon as his hand touched her, the person in his arms was suddenly taken away.

Zhao Chuning fell limply in Tang Yi's arms. She squinted her eyes and looked at him who was close at hand, but his eyes stared at Tian Jie coldly, with a warning in his eyes.

Tian Jie's scalp was numb and cold sweat broke out on his forehead because of that look. It was as if he had violated Tang Yi's property. He had a vague understanding in his heart.

On the side, everyone gradually understood. This Zhao Chuning is not just not simple, it is simply too simple!

"Tang Yi..." Zhao Chuning murmured, calling his name. The two words were in her mouth, very vague. After not seeing each other for a few days, she felt that he seemed to have lost some weight.

Seeing her and a group of big men drinking themselves into this state, Tang Yi was angry in his heart, but when he heard her calling him so softly and charmingly, the fire was calmed down a little. However, this look at the moment is really too tempting - charming eyes, spring love ripples in the eyes. He just looked at it like this, and he felt his body hot and his mouth dry.

How could other men look at this look? Tang Yi clasped her head with his big hand and buried her face in his chest, making sure that she did not show any seductiveness before stopping.

The few people who had just forced her to drink came over in fear and explained: "Boss Tang, Miss Zhao got drunk today. We were all so happy together that she lost her sense of propriety."

No one dared to call her "Xiao Zhao" at this moment, and they all changed their words.

Boss Deng, who had answered Tang Yi's call earlier, was now mostly sober, and woke up from the shock. His ears were really not working well, and he didn't even recognize that it was Tang Yi's voice. Fortunately, he didn't say anything crazy on the phone.

Tang Yi didn't answer a word,

but just glanced at the bag she left on the chair. Tian Jie had good eyesight and immediately picked up the bag and handed it over. Tang Yi grabbed it in his hand, glanced at Tian Jie, and said in a flat tone: "I'll take her away now. If there is something important, you can talk to her tomorrow."

How could Tian Jie dare to say "no"? He nodded immediately: "Okay, I'll take you out."

The people who had been keeping her drinking before were now silent.

Tang Yi half-huggled Zhao Chuning and went out, followed by a group of people behind him. She was so limp that she slid down and couldn't walk a few steps. Tang Yi simply picked her up and walked out of the restaurant, leaving a group of people behind him craning their necks to look left and right.

"I didn't expect that they had this kind of relationship!"

"How could Mr. Tang Wu let his woman be Tian Jie's secretary! He came to pick her up in the middle of the night. He looked very distressed!"

"You don't know this, right? Everyone knows that Mr. Tang Wu is going to marry Miss Mo. Do you think the future Mrs. Tang Wu can tolerate putting such a time bomb, and such a beautiful bomb, next to her husband?"

"That's right. If it were me, I wouldn't want to!" Another woman took over.

"Hey, Mr. Liu, didn't you say that Mr. Tang was seriously ill? It seems that he's fine."

"How could it be! My news must be correct. Can he write on his face if he has any illness? With so many experts and professors consulting, it can't be fake!"

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Zhao Chuning was carried out of the restaurant by Tang Yi. The cold wind blew over her, and she was a little more awake.

Looking at the cold-faced man in front of her, she didn't know if she was dreaming or he was really in front of her.

When he put her in the passenger seat of the car, she subconsciously raised her hand to touch his cheek. The cold wind was blowing outside, and his cheek was cold. But her palm was hot. The heat made his breathing a little heavier, but his eyes were still mixed with coldness, looking at her, "What are you touching?"

"Tang Yi..." Zhao Chuning called him again.

The indifference in Tang Yi's eyes dissipated a little, adding a little warmth, "What?"

"Why are you here?"

"Your daughter is worried, so she called me and asked me to take you back." Tang Yi didn't think about it and directly pulled out Xiao Yimi as a shield.

Zhao Chuning didn't know whether she listened or didn't listen at all, and her drunken eyes kept looking at him. It's just that she was really drunk and it was hard to concentrate. He sighed, "Let's talk about it later."

It's quite cold outside.

Her face, which was originally dyed cherry red, was now frozen white.

Tang Yi took her hand off his face, put it back, and prepared to close the car door. But she suddenly reached out and grabbed the sleeve of his windbreaker. He raised his eyebrows and looked at her. She felt a sense of suffocation in her chest, "Are you sick?"

Tang Yi did not answer, but just looked at her from top to bottom. This woman must not know how cute and attractive she is.

Zhao Chuning felt even more suffocated in her chest, "I heard from Mr. Liu that you are very ill. It is said that...cancer..."

In the end, she could not say those two words.

Tang Yi narrowed his eyes, "Do you hope that I will get cancer?"

"Of course not!"

"What is it?"

Zhao Chuning looked at him, and a thin layer of mist was floating in her eyes. Under the mist, there was sadness and bitterness, "Tang Yi, I always hope that you are healthy. Even if I really hated you and resented you, but compared to letting you suffer from illness, I hope you are safe and sound, get married and have children."

Tang Yi listened to her serious words after being drunk, and his face was slightly relieved. However, at the last four words, it turned gloomy again.

He glanced at her heavily, "Pull your hands and feet back."

"So are you sick or not?" Zhao Chuning held his sleeves tightly.

He took her hand away, buckled her seat belt, and closed the door.

Tang Yi got in the car and started the car. She had a terrible headache, and his car was driving very fast. She was so tormented by the speed that she didn't even have the strength to speak when she got in. She was almost fainted, holding the seat belt tightly with her hands, and her body kept sliding down.

He was used to the speed of the car, especially in such a quiet night. He turned around and saw her pale face and that she had already got off the car. He stepped on the brakes and slowed down the car by half, freeing up one hand to pick her up.

He had never been a person who knew how to accommodate others, but at this moment, he took her feelings into consideration and did not speed up the car. He held the steering wheel with one hand and held her shoulders tightly with the other hand to steady her.