"Hey…" she said timidly, greeting them with a small smile.
"What's up?" Qian Meng asked, surprised to randomly see this long-lost friend of hers there.
"I wanted to stop by and see how the honeymoon went. I'm sorry it seems stalkerish and creepy that I pulled in at the same time as you guys." She sighed. "I asked my mother what time your flight lands and I guessed you would reach by now."
There was an awkward tension between them, especially after they announced the marriage. It was impossible to get used to it. Even when thinking themselves as estranged friends, there was no pressure to act nicely. But now they were family.
"Don't be absurd, Yize. You're my sister. You're welcome to come to our house any time you want," Mo Qingchen said smoothly.
Yize's eyes widened at the statement. It was probably one of the very few affectionate words her brother had said to her in their whole lifetime. "Seriously?"
