The loyal handsome Xiao really didn't eat a single bite and asked to rush to the airport immediately. Poor Xiao Wa looked at the table full of beef and mutton with tears in his eyes, and climbed into the driving seat of the G-Class with his saliva slurring.

He sighed for a while while holding the steering wheel, and then he changed out of his Baima outfit, into a black shirt, black pants, black sunglasses, and a black FENDI bag in one hand. He came out of the villa like a black Rakshasa, opened the car door like a black whirlwind, got in, closed the door with a "bang", and threw the luggage bag behind him. When he saw Zhang Moyan suddenly, his face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Reporter Zhang, what are you doing?" Xiao Xingyu twisted his body, and Zhang Moyan could only see her own reflection in his punk glasses.

"Oh, I'm going to the airport too," Zhang Moyan moved back. The other person's eyesight seemed very lethal even through the black lenses.

"I want to travel to Ruzhou... Ruzhou shouldn't be unwelcome to me, right?" She added forcefully before the other party could speak.

Xiao Wa couldn't help but chuckle and coughed to suppress his laughter. He then expressed on behalf of the people of Ruzhou: "How could it be? Ruzhou welcomes tourists from all over the world with open arms!"

Xiao Xingyu's eyes were murderous: "Are you tired of living?" He threw the bag next to Zhang Moyan and said, "Drive!"

"Oh, brother Yu, fasten your seat belt." Xiao Wa shook his head and started the car as if nothing had happened.

The distance from the city center to the airport is 46 kilometers. Although no one requires silent driving throughout the journey, the black box-like G-Class is as quiet as if it had been vacuumed clean.

Xiao Xingyu was leaning on the seat wearing a black mask, dressed in pure black from head to toe, with the words "Don't mess with me" written all over his body in bold letters.

Zhang Moyan didn't know whether Xiao Xingyu was resting with his eyes closed. With her life experience, she had no idea how to deal with the current situation. She could only brainwash herself that she was just a tourist on a business trip, quietly doing what she should do, and opening the company's backend on her mobile phone to submit a business trip application.

Suddenly, Xiao Xingyu's phone rang. He tilted his head to look at the caller ID, reached out and opened the phone: "Mumu."

"Brother, which flight are you on today? I'm already waiting to pick you up at the airport!"

The car was so quiet that the voice on the other end of the phone could be heard clearly. The young man named Mu Mu sounded like a sunny and cheerful young man.

"Are you sick? You're leaving so early!" Xiao Xingyu's voice was muffled beneath his mask, and his tone was still not very good. "I'm still on the way to the airport," he turned his head and asked Xiao Wa, "What flight is my flight?"

"It's at 1:30 in the afternoon, and the flight is MU...MU83 or something?" Xiao Wa was driving and suddenly his brain was not enough. He asked Zhang Moyan, "Sister, what MU number is your flight?"

"MU8389, takes off at 1:30 and lands around 2:40." Zhang Moyan leaned close to the front row and answered him.

Xiao Xingyu's face was leaning against the back of the chair. When Zhang Moyan stepped forward, the distance between the two of them suddenly shortened, so close that she saw Xiao Xingyu glance at her from the side of her glasses.

She didn't quite understand the meaning of this look, but it certainly couldn't be considered happiness...

"Did you hear that?" Xiao Xingyu said in a drawn-out voice into the phone.

The other party was silent for a few seconds, and then the voice he made was full of curiosity: "Brother, is there a woman next to you?"

Xiao Xingyu was also silent for a few seconds: "Yeah."

"Brother, are you going to bring a woman back? Is that true? I hope I understand correctly!" The young man seemed suddenly excited.

Zhang Moyan suddenly felt very nervous, although she didn't know what she was nervous about.

"Yes." Xiao Xingyu said dejectedly.

"Is he a newcomer or an old one?" The young man's excitement escalated into gossip.

Xiao Xingyu glanced at Zhang Moyan while holding the phone, and said slowly, "It can't be an old friend."

"Oh—" The young man on the other end said meaningfully, but Xiao Xingyu interrupted him before saying, "Okay, just wait there. I'm almost at the airport and don't have time to chat with you!"

So I ended the call quickly.

After getting off the car at the airport, Xiao Xingyu carried his luggage bag and went to the departure floor by himself. His tall and handsome figure walked forward with no intention of waiting for Zhang Moyan.

Of course, Zhang Moyan didn't care much about this. The airline didn't belong to Xiao Xingyu. He couldn't stop them from selling tickets to her, nor could he control them from issuing her a boarding pass.

This superficial state of affairs finally collapsed at the check-in counter because Xiao Xingyu discovered that his seat was actually in economy class!

"Why do I need backward compatibility?!"

Xiao Xingyu angrily called Xiaowa while holding the economy class boarding pass. When Zhang Moyan finished checking in and came over, she heard him yelling into the phone.

I don't know what Xiao Wa said over there, but I saw Xiao Xingyu, who was as cool as a supermodel, frowning more and more. You can tell without looking that his handsome face must be ashen under the black mask.

After a while, Xiao Xingyu hung up the phone. He looked up and saw Zhang Moyan. Their eyes met for a few seconds. Xiao Xingyu let out a long breath and went straight to the service desk.

Zhang Moyan hurried to catch up with him. It turned out that he wanted to apply for a cabin upgrade.

"Hello, Mr. Xiao. This flight has been upgraded to first class for you. Please go to the VIP lounge and wait for boarding." The airline employee said politely.

Xiao Xingyu took the documents and left without looking back.

"Teacher Xiao!" Zhang Moyan caught up with him.

Xiao Xingyu stopped. Wearing a mask, he looked quite cold, with coldness emanating from every pore of his body. If it were an ordinary woman, she probably wouldn't even dare to ask him for directions.

"How long will you follow me?"

"I……"

"What do you mean by 'you'? Are you Xiaolongnu? Am I Yin Zhiping? Are we so inseparable after sleeping with each other once?"

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