The businesswoman flirting with her husband: Prince Tsundere, don't get angry!

Chapter 172 Disguise
Yang Siyu didn't move at all.

He looked at the eyebrows and eyes that were exactly the same as the person in his heart, and his doubts gradually deepened.

How can there be two identical people in this world?And how did he replace the other without his prior knowledge?What is the point of doing this?

He has always been conceited and smart, but now he can't figure out what is going on in front of him.

Seeing him condensing his body, Han Yi was a little ashamed, no matter what her temperament was, she was always a boudoir girl.

She was alone in a room with a strange man in the middle of the night, she was not happy all over, she really didn't know what kind of way that man made her girl, she was so ignorant of etiquette, shameless, really hateful.

She looked at him coldly: "If you don't leave, I will kill her, do you believe it?"

Yang Siyu was relieved when he heard this, at least Han Yi is still safe now.

So he didn't hesitate anymore, opened the door, and the moment he walked out, he said something without looking back.

"You're nothing like her."

Han Yi looked at his back in a daze.

The candles flickered a few times, and the room was eerily quiet, only Han Yi stood alone in front of the door, the old man whose shadow was drawn by the candlelight.

Another shadow floated over from far and near, covering Han Yi's shadow.

"Miss, is Mr. Yang gone?" Qin'er looked at Han Yi who was in a daze, her expression was full of worry.

Han Yi rolled her eyes, as if she was a little dull.

"Which Young Master Yang?"

Qin'er was surprised: "Yang Siyu, Mr. Yang!"

It turned out that his name was Yang Siyu, she knew it.

He was right, two completely different people, even ordinary people can see the difference, let alone those close to them.

Although I don't want to pretend to be her, but to survive, I need to pretend, right?
Some people live in this world without masks.

Knowing more is always a good thing.

She looked at Qin'er and smiled: "Yang Siyu? He's gone."

Seeing Han Yi's smile, Qin'er couldn't help sore nose, choked up and said, "Miss, what happened to you today? Hua'er and I were really scared..."

Han Yi stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder.

"It's okay, I'm just in a bad mood."

Qin'er raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, and took Han Yi's arm, feeling a little happy: "Sure enough, it's the best thing to ask Mr. Yang to come. Seeing that Miss is in a much better mood now."

Han Yi felt a little disgusted, so she pulled out her arm indiscriminately, and raised her hand to stroke the strands of hair that fell from her bun.

He said softly: "You don't have to do this next time, it's not very good."

"Why?" Qin'er was a little puzzled, and asked: "Didn't Miss say that she and Mr. Yang are friends of gentlemen?"

Han Yi's eyes were slightly cold, and he looked at her without saying a word.

Qin'er didn't notice Han Yi's strange eyes, clapped her hands, suddenly realized.

"That's right, Miss now has a son-in-law. It's really not good to spread the word with Mr. Yang, and my son-in-law probably won't be happy either..."

"Uncle?" Han Yi interrupted her: "Who is Uncle?"

Qin'er was stunned: "Miss..."

Han Yi raised her hand to rest her forehead, her voice was a little weak.

"My head is a little heavy, and I can't think of many things at once."

Qin'er hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Miss, it's because of Master Mu Mi...?"

Yang Mugu?
Han Yi stared straight at Qin'er all of a sudden, her voice a little hoarse.

"Is he also in the capital?"

Qin'er panicked, what's wrong with Miss?
(End of this chapter)