The sweet wife is too sweet: Husband, do you want a hug?

Chapter 157 He Holds Her In His Arms

In fact, Tang Xinyan knew in her heart that it was only 10 minutes before boarding the plane, and he must have already passed the security check and boarded the plane.

But she still ran into the airport, looking for him like a headless chicken.

He is taller than ordinary people, handsome in appearance, and outstanding in momentum. It is not difficult to find him in the crowd at a glance.

But she searched everywhere, but there was no sign of him.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead, bent down, and panted heavily.

The past two days have been occupying the headlines and being bombarded by netizens, which made her nervous and exhausted physically and mentally. She thought that she could meet Mo Chiwei before he went abroad, but now she knew that she would not be able to see him. Like a frost-beaten eggplant, it was completely crushed.

If it wasn't for the people coming and going at the airport, she would have fallen to the ground to catch her breath.

After recovering, she straightened up and walked out of the airport listlessly.

After walking a few steps, suddenly a deep, mellow and extremely pleasant male voice came, "Mrs. Mo."

Tang Xinyan's steps walking out suddenly stopped.

She blinked, thinking for a moment that she had a hearing problem.

After a few seconds, she seemed to realize something and turned around quickly.

Seeing the man not far away from her through the VIP channel, her pupils dilated unbelievably.

He was wearing a well-tailored black suit and a coat of the same color, like a walking hanger. He was tall and leggy, straight as a pine, and stood out from the crowd.

Tang Xinyan's thick and slender eyelashes trembled, and uncontrollable mist gushed out of her eye sockets.

She bit her lip, like an immobile sculpture, froze in place.

The words of thanks that I had prepared were stuck in my throat, and I couldn't utter a single word.

Mo Chiwei took off his coat and handed it to Jian Cheng who was behind him. He strode towards her with slender legs.

Before Tang Xinyan could react, a shadow shrouded her eyes, and then her waist tightened.

She was embraced by the man.

Tang Xinyan's nose was sore when she smelled the clean and hormonal masculine scent mixed with a faint smell of tobacco.

When she was most helpless, vulnerable, desperate, and most in need of help, reliance, and support, she never thought that this nominal husband would come to her like a god.

Give her safety, warmth and support.

His small head was pressed against the hard and warm chest, and her thick long eyelashes trembled violently.

Closing her eyes, she broke free from his arms.

Raising her eyes and meeting his dark, deep narrow eyes, she said softly, "I came to thank you, thank you—"

He should be boarding the plane soon, and he has some questions, and it's not appropriate to ask them now.

She waved to him tactfully, "Best trip."

Mo Chiwei's handsome face was slightly gloomy, and he narrowed his bottomless dark eyes, "Is there anything else to say?"

Tang Xinyan looked at him suspiciously, not quite understanding what he meant.

The most important thing for her to come over is to thank him!

Of course, she still has a lot of doubts and wants to ask him, but now is not the time!

Seeing his secretive expression, she touched her nose, "I'll treat you to a big meal when you come back."

As soon as the words came out, she felt embarrassed. With his identity and status, he hadn't eaten any big meal!
Sure enough, he rejected her offer, "Don't eat."

Tang Xinyan snorted, "Then how do you want me to thank you?"

He looked at her quietly, his thin lips were tightly pressed and he didn't speak.

Although he was born handsome, he was usually too cold and indifferent. When he pursed his lips, his outline became more sharp and cold, which made people feel afraid to approach him.

(End of this chapter)