Everyone stood up, staring at the person who suddenly appeared in surprise and joy.
Only Zhao Chuning was still sitting there alone.
She was already drunk. Everything in front of her was blurry, and her eyes were unfocused. There were two circles of red on her pretty oval face, making her look charming and soft.
Tang Yi's gaze finally fell on her, his expression grim.
"Mr. Tang, what brings you here today?" Someone at the dinner table said enthusiastically, already holding a cup.
Tian Jie took this opportunity to pat Zhao Chuning quietly, "Chuning, stand up!"
She tried to stand up by holding onto the table, but her legs weakened. Tian Jie, who was standing beside her, put his arm around her waist to steady her. However, the moment his hand touched her, the person in his arms was suddenly taken away.
Zhao Chuning fell limply into Tang Yi's arms. She narrowed her eyes and looked at him who was so close to her, but his eyes were staring coldly at Tian Jie, with a warning in his eyes.
Tian Jie's scalp went numb when he was stared at by that gaze, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. It was as if he had violated Tang Yi's property. He had a vague understanding in his heart.
Everyone on the side gradually understood. This Zhao Chuning was not just not simple, he was simply too simple!
"Tang Yi..." Zhao Chuning murmured, calling his name. The two words were held in her mouth, very vague. After not seeing him for a few days, she felt that he seemed to have lost some weight.
Seeing her and a group of men drinking themselves into this state, Tang Yi was furious, but when he heard her calling him so softly and charmingly, the anger was calmed down a little. However, the current look was too tempting - her eyes were as charming as silk, and her eyes were full of spring love. He felt his body burning and his mouth dry just by looking at her.
How could other men see her like this? Tang Yi held the back of her head with his big hand and buried her face in his chest, making sure that she didn't show any seductive behavior before stopping.
The few people who had just forced her to drink came over terrified and explained, "Boss Tang, Miss Zhao got drunk today. She was so happy to be together that she lost her composure."
At this moment, no one dared to call her "Xiao Zhao" and they all changed their words.
Mr. 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 say a word, 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 calmly: "I'll take her away now. If there is anything important, you can talk to her tomorrow."
How could Tian Jie dare to say "no"? He nodded immediately: "Okay, I'll take you out."
Those who had been keeping her drinking were now silent.
Tang Yi half-hugged Zhao Chuning out, and a group of people followed behind him. She was limp, her body kept sliding down, and she couldn't even take a few steps. Tang Yi simply picked her up and strode 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!"
"Why did Master Tang Wu allow his woman to be Tian Jie's secretary? He even came to pick her up in the middle of the night. It looks like he is really worried about her!"
"You don't know this, right? Everyone knows that Master Tang Wu is going to marry Miss Mo. Do you think the future Madam Tang Wu can tolerate having such a time bomb, and such a beautiful one, placed next to her husband?"
"That's right. I wouldn't want to do that either!" another woman responded.
"Hey, Mr. Liu, didn't you say that Mr. Tang was seriously ill? Now it seems that he is fine."
"How could that be possible! My news is definitely correct. How can someone's illness be written on his face? With so many experts and professors consulting, it can't be false!"
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Zhao Chuning was carried out of the restaurant by Tang Yi. The cold wind blew over her, and she sobered up a little.
Looking at the man in front of me with a cold face, I don’t know if I’m dreaming or he is really in front of me.
When he put her in the passenger seat, 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. It made his breathing heavier, but his eyes were still cold as he looked at her, "What are you touching?"
"Tang Yi..." Zhao Chuning called him again.
The coldness in Tang Yi's eyes faded a little, and a little warmth appeared. "What's wrong?"
"Why are you here?"
"Your daughter was worried, so she called me and asked me to take you back." Tang Yi pulled out Xiao Yimi as a shield without thinking.
Zhao Chuning didn't know whether he listened or not, and he kept looking at him with drunken eyes. But he was really drunk and it was hard for him to concentrate. He sighed, "Let's talk later if you have anything to say."
It's quite cold outside.
Her face, which had originally been rosy red, had now turned pale from the cold.
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 depression in her chest, "Are you sick?"
Tang Yi didn't answer, but just looked at her from top to bottom. This woman must not know how cute and attractive she is.
Zhao Chuning's chest felt even tighter. "I heard from Mr. Liu that you are seriously ill. It is said to be... cancer..."
In the end, she couldn't utter those two words.
Tang Yi narrowed his eyes, "You hope I get cancer?"
"of course not!"
"That is?"
Zhao Chuning looked at him, and a thin layer of mist appeared in her eyes. Under the mist, there was sadness and sorrow, "Tang Yi, I always hope that you are healthy. Even if I really hated you and resented you in the past, compared to letting you suffer from illness, I hope you are safe and sound, get married and have children."
Tang Yi listened to her drunken words, and his expression lightened up a little. But when he heard the last four words, his expression suddenly turned gloomy.
He glanced at her sternly, "Pull your hands and feet back."
"So are you sick or not?" Zhao Chuning held his sleeve tightly.
He pushed her hands away, fastened her seat belt, and closed the car door.
Tang Yi got in the car and started it. She had a terrible headache, and he was driving very fast. As soon as she got in, she was tormented by the speed of the car and didn't even have the strength to speak. She was in a daze and almost fainted. She held the seat belt tightly, but her body kept sliding down.
He was used to the speed of racing, especially in such a quiet night. He turned around and saw that her face was pale and she had already fallen off the car. He quickly stepped on the brakes, reduced the speed of the car by half, and freed up one hand to pick her up.
He was never someone 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 to steady her.