The Big Boss & His Dainty Wife-Chapter 173 - Can you take me home 1

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“Xiaotang, we ordered so much food. Can we finish it all?” Qiao Ning asked somewhat worriedly.

Hai Xiaotang had never been thrifty with money since childhood, but she did not often spend this much. “It’s fine if we can’t finish everything, as long as it’s tasty,” she reassured.

“Let’s go Dutch on the bill,” Qiao Ning suggested.

Hai Xiaotang waved a dismissive hand. “No need. With the allowance from my grandfather, I’ve saved quite a bit. A little splurge is fine. I’ll cover this meal!” Qiao Ning smiled and dropped the matter, “Xiaotang, do you come here often?”

Hai Xiaotang shook her head, “Not often. Maybe once every two months.”

In the past, it was always Dongfang Yu who paid when they ate here.

Lost in thought, Qiao Ning giggled, “Big brother comes here often too, I’ve noticed lots of people love this place.”

“Of course, because this place serves the best food,” Hai Xiaotang did not mention that Dongfang Yu also loved coming here.

The Dongfang Building being just next door made it convenient for him to dine here — he was practically a regular.

Whenever he had to entertain, he would almost always come here.

As expected, Hai Xiaotang knew Dongfang Yu well. Right now, he was indeed here, entertaining guests.

Dongfang was currently working on a major collaborative project with the government. Dongfang Yu was entertaining important figures, such as the mayor, right here tonight.

This collaboration was exceptionally important and it promised huge profits.

The government chose to collaborate directly with Dongfang because of Dongfang Yu’s donation to build an orphanage free of charge, which had won the hearts of the higher-ups.

Once the bigwigs were pleased, all sorts of benefits would naturally lean his way.

Among the people that Dongfang Yu had brought to entertain was Lin Xinxin.

Because the mayor wanted to inquire about the orphanage, Lin Xinxin, as the chief designer, was invited along.

And as with any entertainment, drinking was required.

As the only woman at the banquet and a very beautiful one on top of that, Lin Xinxin was naturally encouraged to drink a lot.

Dongfang Yu never advocated conducting business over drinks.

However, this particular deal was exceptional and should not be treated lightly, so Lin Xinxin, understanding this, drank quite a lot.

Everyone else was drinking heavily, Dongfang Yu alone stayed sober.

“Mr. President, could you… take me home…” Lin Xinxin suddenly leaned drunkenly toward him, asking softly with a hint of vulnerability.

Her eyes sparkled with an unspoken hope and trust.

Dongfang Yu instantly grasped the meaning of her words.

She was afraid that if someone else took her home, they might take advantage of her.

With a gentle flicker in his dark eyes, Dongfang Yu reassured, “Don’t worry, you’ll get home safe.”

He would not be the one to take her home, but he could arrange for someone to do it.

Thinking she had gained his approval, Lin Xinxin showed a sweet smile.

Flushed from the alcohol, her fair cheeks were tinted an enticing pink, while her bright eyes mirrored the limpid autumnal streams.

Especially her lips, they were cherry red and tender.

Her charming smile drew the undivided attention of the men present.

Only Dongfang Yu seemed indifferent, his dark eyes revealing no sign of agitation.

In fact, he was growing slightly impatient.

Checking his watch, he noted it was already past eight.

Seems like he wouldn’t be able to help Hai Xiaotang with her studies tonight.

Dongfang Yu took out his phone and composed a message to her—

[I’ll be home late tonight. Don’t wait up for me.]

While dining, Hai Xiaotang received his message.

She couldn’t restrain a smile. She was not going to wait up for him tonight, or tomorrow night for that matter!

“Xiaotang, who’s the message from?” Qiao Ning casually asked out of curiosity..

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