The next day, at ten in the morning.
A City airport.
Nan Qingqing, holding a bouquet of sunflowers, had already appeared at the exit, instantly attracting the attention of everyone there.
She was wearing a pair of thin high-heels and a pink chiffon dress, her pure and beautiful face like that of a doll, carefully watching the activity inside.
Soon, many people came out.
Nan Qingqing kept craning her neck to see the activity inside, but she hadn't seen a trace of Ghost Doctor for a long time.
Before long, the passengers of that flight had all exited, and still no sign of her.
She furrowed her brows, an impatient expression appearing on her face.
"Wasn't she supposed to be on this flight, arriving on time? Everyone has left, why haven't I seen her yet?"
Suddenly, someone patted her shoulder.
"Are you Duan Zhu's daughter, Nan Qingqing?"
Hearing a strange woman's voice, Nan Qingqing quickly adjusted her expression and turned back with a sweet smile, "Yes, I am Qingqing."
