For the first time, Wei Yu opened up to Lan Qingyue and talked for a long time. Lan Qingyue didn't know how to comfort him or how to continue the conversation.

A gentle evening breeze stirred the lavender, and the two people lying down to watch the stars gradually fell silent.

The next day, all the guests set off to leave, and the production crew's vehicles took them wherever they wanted to go.

Lan Qingyue was unfamiliar with the place and the people abroad, so she took the production crew's car directly to the airport, where the crew had already bought her a plane ticket.

Lan Qingyue wanted to go with Wei Yu, but she knew the chances were very slim. Ji Junyao was already there, so Wei Yu would most likely go back with him.

With some time left before boarding, Lan Qingyue dragged her small suitcase around the airport looking weak and helpless. "You haven't gone back yet?"

A shadow fell over her, and a pair of shiny leather shoes blocked Lan Qingyue's path. Startled, Lan Qingyue took several steps back. Her slender high heels slipped on the smooth ground, and her body leaned back uncontrollably. Lan Qingyue's face turned pale with fright.

A hand flailing wildly grabbed, then a sudden tightening of the wrist, a sharp pain in the forehead, and the person was pulled into a broad, warm embrace.

Lan Qingyue's heart was pounding with anxiety, and her mind was still blank and confused.

How could you be so careless?

The voice from above was deep and pleasant, and a calming power soothed Lan Qingyue's tense emotions.

Lan Qingyue said pitifully, "I...I thought it was...a bad guy, so I got scared. And the floor was too slippery, so I lost my footing."

What a terrible thing!

I should have known better than to wear such high heels. They may look nice, but they're not very safe. Flat shoes are much more stable.

Qi Yu glanced down at the small, fair hand gripping his sleeve tightly, raised an eyebrow and smiled, deliberately asking, "Do I look like a bad guy?"

“Of course it doesn’t look like it!” Lan Qingyue denied.

Such a handsome villain, how wicked he is!

"Then why were you scared?"

Qi Yu pressed on with this question relentlessly.

Lan Qingyue: "..."

Can we please stop talking about this?

I know you're handsome, and I bet there's a line of people praising you that stretches to the Pacific Ocean. I won't bother joining that long line.

"Um?"

Qi Yu's dark eyes were fixed on Lan Qingyue's fluffy head. Even though they were already safe, her little hands were still tightly gripping his sleeve, the cuffs of which were crumpled into a ball.

"I..." Lan Qingyue's mind went blank. "I... I just didn't expect to run into the big boss here, right? In this foreign land, I have to be careful and vigilant, so... I overreacted."

She genuinely believed that Qi Yu had already gone back. After all, he was a very busy man; he couldn't possibly spend several days idly in the same place, wasting so much money!

It breaks my heart just thinking about it.

"Boss, it's time to board." While Yunfei was throwing out the trash, the boss had already picked up a girl. How could he be so fast?

It's true that having a good-looking face is useful.

Yunfei stood ten steps away, looking around sadly. With the time running out, he had no choice but to step forward and "tear down a temple."

When Lan Qingyue heard Yun Fei's voice, her small body stiffened, and her face instantly became burning hot, like a boiled shrimp.

Yunfei didn't see it, didn't see it, didn't see it.

How shameful!