One Thousand Four Hundred and Ninety-One Boyfriend (Two)

Tian Jie saw that her face looked strange and asked, "Are you okay?"

Zhao Chuning squeezed out the word "okay" from her teeth for a long time. She staggered to the bathroom, her mind was in a daze. When she stood firmly on the glass table, she was ready to take out her mobile phone to make a call. When she touched her pocket, she remembered that her mobile phone was thrown in her bag, but the bag was pressed in the box.

"Miss, do you need help?" The waiter who had been waiting quietly on the side came forward and asked.

"Can you lend me your mobile phone?"

"Okay." The other party took out his mobile phone and handed it to her. Zhao Chuning said "thank you" softly, and then dialed the number that she knew by heart. However, the phone rang again and again, and finally it was completely cut off, and no one answered it.

Zhao Chuning stood there holding the phone in frustration. In front of her, in the mirror, her face was pale and more terrifying than a ghost.

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On the other side.

Tang Yi just woke up.

On the side, Tang Yu asked him, "How do you feel?"

Tang Yi's thin lips were still bloodless, and he only said, "Not bad. How about Tang Wei?"

"Not good or bad, but at least he woke up." Tang Yu said, "When he woke up, the first thing he asked was you."

Tang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay as long as he wakes up."

"He has a girlfriend to take care of him, but you--" Tang Yu sat on the chair and looked at him, "Do you want your fiancée to come and take care of you?"

"No need." Tang Yi refused without hesitation.

Tang Yu smiled, "Then the secretary you tried to protect last time, what's his name Zhao?"

Tang Yi's face darkened a little, and he didn't answer, but asked with a stern face, "Where's my phone?"

Tang Yu leaned over and handed him the phone from the bedside, "There was a missed call just now, and I didn't answer it for you. Also, a child called before, and I said you were asleep."

Speaking of the child, Tang Yu's eyes deepened a little, as if exploring. Tang Yi knew what he meant, but didn't answer him. He just supported himself and stood up, "Go, I'm fine now."

Tang Yu knew Tang Yi's temper.

Since he didn't say anything, no one could control him.

"The old man and your father have come to see you. I can see that your father is also worried about you." Tang Yu stood up, "Wait until you recover, don't be angry with him anymore."

Tang Yi didn't reply, and he didn't know whether he heard it or not.

He leaned against the head of the bed and flipped through his phone. He skipped the strange number and called the child.

"Uncle!" Xiao Yimi's crisp voice came from the other side immediately, "Are you feeling better? Every time I called you, I said you were asleep."

Hearing the childish voice, Tang Yi felt that the pain in his body was relieved a lot.

Even in such a cold night and such a quiet ward, he felt warm in his heart. The corners of his lips unconsciously curved into a faint arc, "It's okay now."

"Really? You can't lie." The little guy was still worried.

"I'm not lying to you."

"I want to go see my uncle, but my mommy and grandma won't let me go." Little Yimi said in a frustrated tone. Tang Yi could imagine her sitting on the sofa with two pigtails, pouting her lips and drooping her head, sulking. When he heard her say that Zhao Chuning wouldn't let her come, the arc of his mouth suddenly converged, and he said in a light voice: "Let your mommy come to answer the phone."

"Mommy hasn't come back yet!"

Tang Yi glanced at the time. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and she hadn't come home yet? She was so incompetent as a mother?

"I just called my mommy, but it wasn't my mommy who answered the phone, but an uncle." Little Yimi muttered over there: "I don't know when my mommy will come back."

"Which uncle?" Tang Yi's voice dropped a few points, and there was a little more coldness between his eyebrows. Cheng Zheng? She left the child at home so late just to date Cheng Zheng?

Thinking of the scene of the two of them together, Tang Yi got angry for no reason.

"I don't know, I don't know him." Little Yimi replied.

Tang Yi only said a few more words to the child casually, and then hung up the phone. Then, he dialed again without hesitation.

The phone rang a few times, and someone answered it. It was very noisy over there, and you could hear the sound of people constantly urging you to drink.

"Hello." A strange male voice came from the other side of the phone with a bit of drunkenness.

Tang Yi's face was dark, as if covered with frost, "Who are you?"

"Are you looking for Xiao Zhao? Xiao Zhao just drank two glasses of wine and went to the bathroom. Call back later." The person who answered the phone was also a little sober, speaking loudly and with a big tongue, and he didn't recognize Tang Yi's voice at all.

"Where are you?" Tang Yi asked patiently, grinding his teeth. He wanted to tear that woman apart now. Who are you drinking with?

"We are on the third floor of Yachuan Hotel. By the way, who are you?"

"Her man!" Tang Yi spit out three words coldly, and then said: "Let her wait there, she is not allowed to go anywhere!"

After that, he hung up the phone without saying a word.

This side.

Zhao Chuning washed her face and came out of the bathroom, feeling weak and limp, as if her backbone had been pulled out. She didn't know whether it was because of the glass of wine she drank or the news she heard, but now she felt uncomfortable everywhere.

She went back to the private room to get her bag. Just as she entered, Mr. Deng, who had poured her wine earlier, handed her his cell phone, "Xiao Zhao, your boyfriend just called, take a look."

"What boyfriend?"

"How many boyfriends do you have?" Mr. Deng teased her with a smile.

Zhao Chuning took the phone and was distracted when she saw the number. Mr. Deng patted her seat, "Sit down! Your boyfriend told you to wait for him here, don't go anywhere!"

"He's coming?"

"Yeah. That's what he said."

Zhao Chuning was about to leave, but after hearing this, she slowly sat back.

The people at the table started drinking happily again. Zhao Chuning sat there, absent-minded all the time, looking at the time and looking at the door from time to time.

Mr. Deng poured her a glass of wine, "Xiao Zhao, don't keep staring at the door. Your neck is almost stretched out like a giraffe because your boyfriend is coming. Drink, drink!"

Zhao Chuning retracted her gaze and saw that everyone was holding a glass. She knew she couldn't hide, so she had to pretend and drank a lot.

Everyone was eating and drinking happily, but she was the only one who was absent-minded. She felt that Tang Yi would not come, and she felt a little disappointed and a little worried. She sat softly on the chair, not sober anymore.

Suddenly...

The door of the private room was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

The restaurant manager came in personally, respectfully. When everyone was feeling strange, they saw Tang Yi coming in after the manager. He was wearing a thin white shirt and a black windbreaker. But even with such a simple outfit, standing under the light, he was the most outstanding one.

He looked indifferent, and his sharp eyes swept across everyone's faces.

Everyone stood up, staring at this person who suddenly came in with surprise and joy.