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

Chapter 430 Discussion
Only then did Yang Siyu smile and said, "Since you are Han Yi's friend, if you don't mind, just call me Brother Yang."

"Brother Yang!" Song Qicheng cupped his fists.

Yang Siyu smiled and said, "Your friend is really a hero."

Han Yi said: "Of course, my friends are not ordinary people!"

She turned to Song Qicheng and said, "You first write a letter to go home to report that you are safe, and then you will temporarily live in the shop. Yang Siyu will make arrangements for it. If you have anything to do, feel free to tell me."

Song Qicheng nodded and agreed one by one.

When the matter came to an end, Han Yi also heaved a sigh of relief.

After leaving the sycamore tree, he turned around and sneaked to Prince Qi's mansion again.

She hadn't seen Xiao Yihan all this time, and she missed her very much. Thinking about it, she already had a thick skin, and she might as well get thicker.

"Not here again?" Han Yi's joyful expression collapsed, full of decadence.

Zhang Lin gloated and said with a gleeful smile: "That can't be helped, the lord is busy now, dealing with internal and external, open and secret, good and bad, I wish one person could be used by two people, so why bother?" Let’s talk about love.”

Han Yi rolled her eyes: "Why do I look at your words full of gloating? You are not much better than me, and you still haven't even wanted to talk about love!"

Zhang Lin was imprisoned in the palace these days, and his temper seemed to have worn off, and he replied slowly: "I'm fine being alone, I'm not in a hurry, there are so many good girls in the world, and a good man like me Very few."

Han Yi smiled: "I half agree with what you said. There are many good girls, and there are many good men. If you are used as an example, it's hard to say. I know you are very good at marching and fighting, but Marrying a wife does not depend on your ability to march and fight, but whether you will wash and cook to hurt your wife, I see you... hang."

"Hey..." Zhang Lin became displeased, and reasoned with the facts, "Let me tell you, our prince has never done laundry or cooking. Do you think he is a good man?"

Han Yi's expression remained unchanged: "How can this person be the same as others? The key is that he is good-looking. Can you compare with the prince in terms of appearance? You can't even compare with Mo Qi."

"Hey, I say you..." Zhang Lin shouted, "You are discriminatory! And it is unreasonable discrimination! Is this general not good-looking?"

Han Yi pressed her hands: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, in my opinion, you are still very handsome... you are very good-looking, your eyebrows are eyebrows, and your eyes are eyes. It's all my fault that the example I used as an example is wrong. Mo Qi's appearance is one in a million, and he is still abstinent... So in general, you look handsome and handsome, but you still don't have a wife."

Zhang Lin was startled, and didn't know how to refute for a long time, so he could only say: "How can you be careless about finding a wife? I'm not a casual person."

"That's a good point, I'll give you extra points." Han Yi clapped his hands and smiled, then asked, "What do you think?"

Zhang Lin murmured when he heard the words, and said seriously: "To be honest, although Mo Qi is a good-looking boy with high martial arts skills, but with his temperament, if you say that he will answer you for a long time, which girl can bear it?" ah?"

Han Yi also asked seriously: "Do you think the prince talks too much?"

Zhang Lin was taken aback, and said disapprovingly: "My lord is different from Mo Qi. My lord doesn't want to talk nonsense, and Mo Qi doesn't want to talk too much. Can it be the same?"

Han Yi nodded: "It's not the same."

(End of this chapter)