Two hours later, the plane landed at the Imperial Capital International Airport.

After returning to the imperial capital, Hua Yingrou seemed to have regained some spirits. She did not look afraid, but rather expectant.

The ones who came to pick her up at the airport were Xie Zhiwei and Xie Zhiyan. Hua Yingrou couldn't help but shudder when she saw the three Xie brothers standing together, with their arms clasped in front of them, in a vigilant and protective posture.

"The child in my belly is half your blood. You can't hurt him. If anyone dares to hurt him, even if I die, I will turn into a ghost and haunt him!"

Hua Yingrou's tone was a little panicked.

Xie Zhiyan was also a little shocked when he saw her like this: "Is she okay? Why is she having such a miserable time out there? Should we find a psychiatrist to see her?"

"You want to send me to a mental hospital? I won't go! Help!"

She suddenly screamed, scaring the three brothers of the Xie family.

Fortunately, they were already standing outside the terminal and the car was not far away.

Xie Zhiwei winked at the bodyguard, who immediately stepped forward and dragged her into the car.

"If you can't speak, just keep your mouth shut." Xie Zhiwei glanced at Xie Zhiyan coldly, then got into the car.

Xie Zhiyan said innocently, "Why are you blaming me for this? If Hua Jian were here, he would definitely say worse than me. Hua Yingrou would be driven crazy!"

Qin Ci asked from the side: "Have you told Hua Jian that you found Hua Yingrou?"

Xie Zhiyan's tone became more serious when he answered Qin Ci: "I sent him a WeChat message. By the way, Mr. Qin, when is your orchestra performing? Can I go and see it?"

Qin Ci looked a bit pretentious, "You are also involved in music."

"Hey, Brother Qin, I'll add you on WeChat so we can chat in detail."

Xie Zhitan caught a glimpse of the two men exchanging a few words and then making an appointment for a drink like brothers. He strode away without worrying about them.