Chapter 8: Reunion at the Airport

  After receiving a call from Zhong Rui, the chief secretary of Chu Si Han from City A, Su Nian Qing was in an extremely excited state for several hours. Su Shao Chen finally couldn't bear it and drove her out of the hospital early, under the pretext that he didn't want her happiness to be built on his suffering!

  The airport hall was playing the arrival messages of flights, and at this time, the mobile phone in the pocket vibrated. Su Nianqing looked up and glanced at the silhouette of passengers walking out from the exit, and hastily glanced at the information on her phone.

  The text message was sent by Su Shaochen, with a string of numbers on it, and three words were attached at the end: Mu Yi Chen.

  As soon as she saw this name, she was slightly stunned, thinking of the elegant figure at A City Airport, who was indeed a man of his word, gentle and refined like a noble young master, without being tainted by worldly air.

  It's unimaginable that in this materialistic society, there still exists a man with such elegance and refinement. If he were born into an aristocratic family in ancient times where poetry and literature were the norm, she might not have been surprised by his demeanor. But in today's world, it was precisely this man who left her with the deepest impression.

  She had always thought that no one could compare to Chu Si Han, but unexpectedly, this man with a completely different temperament from him was not inferior to him in any aspect.

  There were travelers passing by her side, she hastily put away her phone and quickly shook off the thought from her mind. Seeing the joy of her loved one had already filled up all her emotions.

  She saw a familiar figure at the exit and waved her hand excitedly towards him, calling out in a low voice: "Sichan!"

  A tall and straight figure appeared in the line of sight, with a slender body wrapped in a long black windbreaker. His 180cm height made him stand out in the crowd like a crane among chickens. Every gesture he made revealed the fatal charm of a mature man.

  His handsome face was as if carved out of marble, with clear-cut features and a pair of sharp and profound eyes that exuded a few degrees of coldness. The sense of isolation that was imperceptibly isolated made people dare not look at him for more than a few glances, even though his handsome face had a strong appeal!

  She walked out of the crowd, and ran to his front, couldn't help but stretched her hands to hug him, rubbed against his broad and warm chest, originally a strong and heroic woman, at this moment she was like a little woman, in front of the man she loved, recklessly showing off her coquettishness.

  This is a right that every woman should have, but the little woman who nestles in Chu's cold arms has not realized it. The man's face is icy, without any relaxation.

  "You're finally back!" She carefully grasped his coat, looked up at him and smiled sweetly, "Are you tired?"

  "Chu Si's eyes lowered, and he glanced at her for a moment. His deep, dark eyes were calm and waveless, his thin lips tightly pursed. Just a few seconds later, he shifted his gaze away, and a low, cold voice emerged: "Let's go!""

  You were stunned for a moment, and soon came back to your senses, still smiling brightly. You turned around and took the suitcase from his hand, smiled at him tenderly, "I'll do it!"

  He raised his straight sword eyebrows, Chu Su Han didn't say much, turned around and took the lead to walk out, his style of doing things was still a strong man's demeanor.

  She pulled the suitcase, Nianqin slowly followed behind him, the tall figure in front of her cast a faint shadow on her face. Looking up at that proud figure, a strong sense of security surrounded her, making her feel exceptionally at ease.

  The figure in front of her suddenly stopped, and she subconsciously drew back her body, slightly tilting it backward, staring at him in surprise as he emerged from behind him. However, she saw that he had straightened up his body and nodded respectfully towards the two figures not far away.

  Following his line of sight, not far away by the window, two slender figures were also looking this way. The man with a square face on the left was holding a boarding pass and ticket, looked over at them, then turned around to answer the phone.

  It was the slender and elegant figure on the right side that caught Su Nianqing's attention.

  His handsome face was imposing, but he had just restrained the overly arrogant atmosphere, his skin was whiter than that of ordinary men, and the slightly angular outline made him look more elegant.

  In the same dark-colored coat, he looked more calm and elegant than the man with a Chinese character face next to him. The kind of quiet and refined temperament actually made the man beside him look inferior.

  With hands tucked into his sleeves, his slender body half-turned, the gaze directed this way was clear and cool, with a hint of subtle chill in its quietness.

  Looking at him, Su Nianqing slightly narrowed her eyes and thought to herself, why did she get this feeling from every outstanding man she met recently?

  Completely different from the style of He Chu, elegant and refined, gentle yet powerful, this temperament and cultivation, in addition to being born with nobility, also require later environmental nurturing.

  He smiled slightly, nodded calmly, and elegantly without being rude. As she looked at him, she felt a strong aura surrounding him, as if the air around them had paused for a moment.

  She was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered that the "NPC delegate" had also given her this feeling. When she raised her eyes, the man beside her had already turned around and walked towards the door, and she didn't think much, pulled her legs and followed him up.

  Behind him, the man with a national character face hung up the phone and looked in the direction of Mu Yicen's line of sight with a slightly scrutinizing gaze, but only saw a small figure dragging a suitcase behind a big man.

  It's probably because the suitcase is very heavy, and the figure pulling it walks with a somewhat hurried pace, while the big man in front doesn't slow down at all to show consideration for her, but instead seems to have a feeling of wanting to shake off the big trouble.

  This disparity makes men frown with discontent.

  "Tsk, tsk, men these days are getting more and more ungentlemanly! Women should be pampered and cherished, not treated like servants! As a man, I'm embarrassed for him!"

  Upon hearing this, Mu Ye withdrew his gaze, his dark eyes narrowing slightly as he let out a light laugh. His clear voice floated in the noisy air: "Alright, that's just how he is. Don't have any expectations of him either. Time's almost up, hurry up and go inside. Give me a call when you arrive. Take care!"

  "Take care! See you later!" The man with a national character face stretched out his hand to shake hands, nodded and turned to leave.

  Seeing off a good friend, Mu Yi dust just took out his mobile phone and dialed back the missed call. The man's light and gentle voice came from the other end of the phone: "Old Seventh, let's have lunch together! I've called all those people to come and welcome you!"

  "Where?" On the other end of the phone, Mu Yicheng found the car and got in, lowering his body.

  "Wangfujing Hilton, don't let our pigeons go!"

  "Alright, I'll be there on time!" He hung up the phone and a black Maybach majestically drove onto the road.

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