This awful weather! It was sunny just a moment ago, but now it's pouring rain.
The rain was pouring down.
Rong Shang didn't bring an umbrella, and she got soaked before even entering the airport.
At this moment, Rong Shang's clothes clung tightly to her body, and she frowned, clearly showing a lack of interest.
The airport was crowded. Rong Shang put on the baseball cap and mask she had prepared in advance, and her indifferent gaze swept around.
It is said that Nan Qiyu returned to China secretly without telling the media and fans.
If that's the case, Rong Shang thought, he must be pretending to be just as well as she is right now.
But she was lazy and didn't want to walk around the airport.
The only thing they could find was the text message that the original owner's father sent to her.
Rong Shang found a string of numbers inside and dialed the number.
Shortly after, she heard her phone vibrate.
It was quite close. Rong Shang looked up as she walked, until a figure appeared in her line of sight. Just then, a man's deep and indifferent voice came from the phone.
"Hello?"
It was him.
Rong Chang saw it.
The man in front of you, wearing a black baseball cap, black sunglasses, and dressed all in black.
Well.
That's really shady.
Rong Shang glanced at him; the other person was still talking.
The lip reading corresponded to the content coming from her phone.
Once Rong Shang had confirmed it, she hung up the phone and strode forward.
The phone suddenly went dead, leaving Nan Qiyu speechless.
Just as he was about to look at the phone number on it, a woman walked over and blocked his view.
"Are you Nan Qiyu?"
The man lowered his voice and spoke in a way that only the two of them could hear.
Nan Qiyu frowned, somewhat wary.
He subconsciously raised his hand to lower the brim of his hat, then looked up.
Unexpectedly, I was met with a pair of very beautiful peach blossom eyes.
Yes, they are peach blossom eyes.
The deep gaze behind the sunglasses paused for a moment, and after a few seconds, Nan Qiyu turned her face away and coldly replied, "You've mistaken me for someone else."
They might be his fans.
fan?
Rong Chang raised an eyebrow.
“My father sent me here to pick you up.”
She offered an explanation, but Nan Qiyu frowned again before finally looking directly at her. "Why should I believe you?"
"Here." Without saying much, Rong Shang directly showed him the text messages between her and Master Ye.
It contained his exact mobile phone number.
Nan Qiyu suddenly wondered if the phone call she had just made might have been made by her.
Lost in thought, he saw the woman opposite him nod. "I did it."
"..."
"Let's go then."
He seemed to have no doubt; when he stood up from his seat, his tall figure towered over her by almost a head.
Then, after a moment's hesitation, the system message finally sounded: [Target detected.]
"Let me get it for you."
A strange smile suddenly appeared on Rong Shang's face as she reached out to help him with his luggage.
Nan Qiyu glanced at her and immediately dodged away.
"No need, you go ahead."
That's what he said.
The cold gaze fell on her, and "drip," a drop of water fell from the hem of her skirt onto the ground.
Nan Qiyu subconsciously frowned.
The desire to avoid her intensifies.
Rong Shang could tell at a glance that this guy seemed to have a rather serious case of mysophobia.
Oh.
interesting.
“It’s raining heavily outside,” she explained, glancing at him.
Nan Qiyu said "Oh" and then said, "Let's go."
After he finished speaking, he walked ahead, and Rong Shang watched from behind. At this moment, she noticed that he was holding his luggage tightly, and... deliberately keeping a distance from her.
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