Feng Churui watched her go through the boarding pass and then go to line up to go through the security check. That thin and weak back seemed to contain a great amount of energy, and people did not dare to look down on it.
Did she not even want to look at him again?
Did she even want to give him time to say a few words?
Really, was that so?
Secretary Wu hesitated and said beside him, “Mayor...”it was getting late, it was time to go to the city hall.
Feng churui calmly retracted his gaze, turned around and walked out. “Let’s go back.”
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After returning to the United States, Wu Xuewei’s mood was still not a little better. On the plane, she had not said a word. No matter how anxious Qiao Lun was or how many questions he asked, he refused to say a word. When she asked too many questions, she kept on crying. The flight attendant had sent over tissues, he hurriedly helped her wipe her tears.
But those tears were like tap water that had been turned on. They could not stop!
