Bai Cheng'an's lips curved slightly, "Very good!" After a moment of thought, he still admonished, "Don't let anyone know my identity!"
The person on the other end responded solemnly, "Yes, I understand!"
After hanging up the phone, Bai Cheng'an saw Qian Sisi struggling to push their large suitcase out from a crowd, staring at him with a face full of resentment, which also drew curious glances from quite a few passengers around them.
The man chuckled, striding over, took the suitcase with one hand, and held Qian Sisi's small hand with the other, walking out as if no one else were present.
Just a moment ago, Qian Sisi was the object of sympathy; now she immediately became the focus of attention and envy, unable to withstand the prying eyes of the public. She had no choice but to hide behind Bai Cheng'an and quickly leave the airport.
