Zhang Ziwen looked confused as he took the plane ticket. After a moment, as if he suddenly understood, he slapped his forehead and laughed, saying, "Ah, now I remember. I'm so lucky. I must have won a prize from the stuff my older sister bought last time. Ah, it's too bad she had to return to the country early. What should I do? Australia has always been the place I want to visit the most." Zhang Ziwen sighed and said to Tang Ying with a smile, "…Hee, why don't we go together?"
Tang Ying looked at his expectant face and her heart stirred. She really wanted to go with him, but she had an important appointment with American Secretary of State Rice tomorrow, which she could not cancel. She could only look at him apologetically. She truly enjoyed traveling with him, but the timing was unfortunate. Little did Tang Ying know that the meeting tomorrow was set up by the CIA or that the luxurious Australian trip for two was Zhang Ziwen's escape plan.
