It's rumored that the young master of the imperial capital is a flawless, world-class lover, but he has a few personality flaws. How do you, Sister Shen, view this?
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Chapter 380 Late Night Airport
Three o'clock in the morning.
Imperial Capital International Airport.
A woman wearing a black suit, a mask and sunglasses was walking and talking on the phone while carrying a briefcase.
Her voice is not as crisp and sweet as that of other women, but slightly hoarse, yet as sexy as a mellow lady's cigarette. It sounds as if there is a layer of cute mist, which is particularly alluring.
The exit is a fluent American English.
"I just arrived at the airport and am about to come back."
"What does it matter? I'll be back to the imperial capital soon anyway."
"This place is very different from before. In fact, I didn't stay in the imperial capital for very long."
"I took some time to go back to Yungang, but he wasn't there. But I can always find him."
"Pearl Media? It's not bad, but the president is a bit stupid."
"After I came back, there were already three groups of people investigating me. Aside from Ning Haoyu, I don't know who the other two are."
"How could they have imagined that the person who came to sign the contract was a woman?"
The woman's low, playful laugh had a unique allure to it at the airport late at night, even though her face couldn't be seen.
There was a man beside her who was catching a night flight and was looking at her vaguely. The woman curled the corners of her lips in contempt and sarcasm, then turned and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window.
Since it is an international airport, the waiting room is also designed towards the scenic area. In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the spacious apron and the bustling city with flashing night lights in the distance.
The sunglasses cast a film-like filter over everything. The woman looked into the distance, muttering in a trance.
"I can't wait to come back now."
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Shen Pianpian was dreaming.
She hadn't dreamed for a long time, and this time she dreamed of her childhood self.
It is still a hot summer in Yungang.
At grandpa's birthday party.
The brightly lit hall was bustling with people, men and women coming and going in elegant clothes, whispering and smiling.
Their bright red smiling lips and overlapping profiles seemed to be covered by a thin layer of white mist and could not be seen clearly.
At some point, a dazzling white light suddenly flashed.
Little Xia Yunduan looked up sharply in an instant.
Across the distant crowd, there was a black lens hanging on the neck of a young man with a slender figure like a bamboo. Then the lens moved away, but for some reason the young man's face was always unclear.
Xia Yunduan only felt that the older brother smiled at him from afar, then he turned and left, never to appear again.
Then, an unknown amount of time passed, and people walked hurriedly. Time seemed to speed up. The little child looked at the people around him whose pace quickened inexplicably, listened to the laughter in his ears that became louder and faster, and stood there in panic.
At this moment, a tearing roar came from the distance.
"The eldest lady is missing! The young master of the Cheng family is also missing! Sir!"
Xiao Yunduan's body suddenly froze. In the dream, Shen Pianpian was in a trance and reflexively wanted to close her eyes and cover her ears, but her body could not move at all.
Time speeds up again, the scene changes, and the view suddenly comes to a vast expanse of sea.
This is the back mountain of Peacock Mountain of the Huo family.
The deep blue sea was surging, but the roaring waves could not cover up the panicked and noisy shouting.
"Miss!"
From a distance, she saw a woman covered in blood and swollen all over being carried ashore screaming.
The noise was even louder than at the vegetable market that evening.
The next moment, the little cloud was suddenly pulled away by someone.
The person before my eyes was a young man with a narrow chest. He was wearing a three-piece suit, but the quality was not very good. He was a little thin and aloof. When I looked up, I saw a pale-faced young man with a cold expression. His narrow eyes had pupils like glaciers that had not melted for thousands of years.
These cold eyes looked down at her and said lightly,
"Don't look."