Lu Moqing leaned against the car, wearing a black cotton shirt, light gray casual pants, and a high-quality hand-knit cashmere coat matching the color of his pants.
His understated yet not extravagant attire made him look even more charming and handsome.
Qiao Xu walked with her suitcase, hesitated for a few seconds, and then continued walking.
"Why are you here?"
"To drive you to the airport."
He opened the passenger door and met Qiao Xu's confused gaze, saying, "Get in."
Qiao Xu looked at his smiling face and recalled his lonely gaze when he left last night. Her feet seemed to move uncontrollably, and she inexplicably got in the car.
Seeing her not rejecting his offer, Lu Moqing sighed in relief, and the corners of his lips were upturned in joy.
He got into the driver's seat, concealing his happiness perfectly, acting serious. However, he didn't know that his amused expression was evident in his eyes.
