Ling Yan could only muster a helpless chuckle, fearing that Qingchi would always believe that Ling Xiu was extremely annoyed by her, after all, the long shadow of the past couldn't be easily erased.
"I don't hate you!" A sharp and awkward voice suddenly broke through, shattering the hum of the airport and sweeping over it like a clap of thunder.
Qingchi looked up in astonishment to see, amid the ebb and flow of people, a tall and handsome figure standing out in the crowd, his piercing gaze impossible to ignore.
Ling Xiu appeared in the airport hall.
Ye Lu's expression changed slightly, Ling Xiu had actually come.
With a throbbing headache, she thought for a moment that such a short farewell shouldn't result in any mishaps, but she still tensed up, ready for anything.
"Second Young Master, what did you say?" Qingchi's small face was full of shock, her lips moved slightly, and her voice was soft.
Ling Xiu charged over and suddenly stood in front of her.
