Vertical day.

Airport in City B.

Liu Ping held Song Yuli's hand, reluctant to part.

"When you get to the capital, don't mistreat yourself or make yourself suffer."

Song Yuli smiled and nodded: "Aunt, don't worry, I will definitely not wrong myself."

Looking at her niece whom she had raised since childhood, Liu Ping couldn't help but tear up.

She knew Song Yuli's personality all too well; he only reported good news and never bad. What she was worried about was that if Ah Li was bullied in the capital, he would definitely choose to swallow his anger.

Seeing Liu Ping's reddened eyes, Song Yuli's eyes also reddened: "Aunt, please don't be like this."

Originally, she was already feeling quite lost about leaving the city where she had lived for eighteen years to go to a completely unfamiliar city. Now, Liu Ping was putting on this show of being reluctant to part with her, making her really not want to leave at all.

After being threatened by Song Demin with both soft and hard tactics, Nangong Yu saw two women, one big and one small, embracing each other, crying sadly, with a thin boy standing beside them.

Seeing this, Nangong Yu silently walked over, separated the two of them, and in front of everyone, intertwined his fingers with Song Yuli, his gaze firm.

"Auntie, Uncle, don't worry, I will make sure Ali is alright. I won't let her suffer even the slightest grievance."

Seeing this touching scene, even Song Demin, a grown man, was moved to tears.

"Okay, okay, okay."

Just then, a sweet voice came from the airport terminal.

"Passengers on flight xxxxx bound for the capital, please proceed to window number 19 on the second floor for boarding. The flight will depart at 9:45."

Upon hearing this voice, Song Yuli pursed his lips, subconsciously glancing at the second floor, a hint of struggle flashing in his eyes.

Upon seeing this, Song Demin seemed to understand something. He put his arm around Liu Ping's shoulder and held Song Yuhao's wrist tightly with his other hand.

"Go ahead, don't miss your flight."

Song Yuli lowered her head in silence, then looked down at her already slightly protruding belly, and then tilted her head to look at Nangong Yu beside her, her cherry lips pressed tightly together.

"Goodbye, Uncle, Aunt, Yuhao."

After saying that, she grabbed her suitcase with one hand and Nangong Yu's wrist with the other, turned around and strode away.

She dared not pause for even a moment, afraid that if she looked back at them again, she would suddenly give up the idea of ​​going to the airport with Nangong Yu.

Nangong Yu was slightly taken aback, then glanced back, nodded to Song Demin and the others, then broke free from Song Yuli's hand, and instead took her hand tightly with his own, while his other hand naturally pulled her suitcase.

Song Demin waved to Nangong Yu and Song Yuli's retreating figures, a hint of reluctance flashing in his eyes.

For the past eighteen years, he has truly raised Song Yuli as his own daughter.

Song Yuli, who was beside him, was silent for a while, then suddenly asked, "Mom and Dad, when can we go to the capital to see my sister?"

Song Demin and Liu Ping were taken aback, exchanged a glance, and then went to Song Yuhao's side, gently saying, "After you finish your tutoring, we'll go to the capital to find your sister, Mom promises you!"

...

On the plane, in the last minute before takeoff, Song Yuli leaned against the window, gazing almost greedily at the city where she had lived for over a decade.

Seeing this, Nangong Yu, who was sitting next to her, had a dark glint in his eyes. He pulled her back and held her tightly in his arms.