Xiao Xu carefully replied from behind, "Yes, I've already asked someone to pack up. All the luggage is here. I've also found the passport and other things."
"What is it? Whose luggage? Whose passport? Mine?" Feng Ling's eyelids twitched.
"Yours." Li Nanheng glanced at her indifferently and turned to leave.
Seeing that he was about to return to the helicopter, Feng Ling gritted her teeth and abruptly stood up to follow him. "Why are you touching my things? Li Nanheng, do you have any respect for me? Do you think you can touch my things just because you want to? Do you know what respect is?"
The man didn't even turn his head. After arriving at the cabin door, he said coldly, "If I didn't respect you enough, I wouldn't have let you successfully hide from me in England for a whole year. Now that your studies in England have ended, there's no need to waste time. I'll take you back to America. Is there a problem?"
With that, he went in.
