"Okay, take me to the airport." Meng Yao said calmly to Li Jia, opened the car door and got in, sitting in the back seat with her travel bag to the side.
"Okay!" Li Jia sensed that Meng Yao was different today. She was noble and beautiful, but there was a hint of unfamiliarity in her. Li Jia carefully examined Meng Yao's expressionless face, then turned the car around and drove towards the airport.
The atmosphere in the car was subtle, no, it would be more accurate to say it was strange. Meng Yao didn't say a word the whole time, and Li Jia also sensed the unfamiliar aura surrounding Meng Yao, so she didn't ask what had happened. Perhaps Meng Yao didn't belong here.
The airport arrived. Meng Yao got out of the car and walked into the terminal without looking back. Li Jia watched Meng Yao's retreating figure, feeling a pang of sadness in her heart. Only after Meng Yao entered the terminal did Li Jia smile faintly to herself, "She was someone I picked up myself; she'll leave when her time comes." With that thought, she said softly to Meng Yao's departing figure, "Have a safe trip!" Then she turned the car around, casually turned on the music, and listened to a song she had heard many times before. Hearing it again brought back a flood of emotions for Li Jia.
As the white car disappeared from the airport, Meng Yao's tense body relaxed instantly. She managed to resist saying goodbye, constantly reminding herself, "I won't say goodbye, because my heart has never left you." The moment she boarded the plane, Meng Yao felt as if her heart had been hollowed out. She looked back at the city with a sense of loss, tears gently falling onto her cheeks. Then, she composed herself and walked to her seat.
Two days later, Xiaomi, who was monitoring Wu Xinfei at the Qianshi Club, brought the latest news: the Qianshi Club had a new owner, and within a few days, the original membership system was completely canceled. The Qianshi Photography Club was also renamed the Qianshi Art Gallery, and everything quickly returned to the state before Meng Xianzong's death.
The imagined difficulties did not materialize. The original club members did not make things difficult for Meng Yao; in fact, they even offered assistance to some extent. Some of the veteran photographers who were on good terms with Meng Xianzhong, as well as a large number of painters and big-name photojournalists, quickly stepped forward. It must be said that Meng Yao truly was born to belong to this world. In just half a month, Qian Shi Art Gallery reopened. The news that Qian Shi had a beautiful and elegant female owner spread throughout the art circles of M City.
Looking at the news online, Li Jia smiled with relief. Since Meng Yao left, the two had no contact. The only source of information was what Xiaomi saw and then relayed to Li Jia, and some of it was news that Li Jia saw online herself.
Meng Yao seemed to have returned to her old ways, while Li Jia's luck seemed to be running out. Mr. Sang remained unconscious, and with the start of school approaching, Zhou Xiaoyu seemed to be struggling to manage everything at the shop by herself. Li Jia was thinking about where to hire someone to help. At this time, Chen Yi, who hadn't appeared for a long time, came to Li Feng's shop again.
This time, a very elegant couple also came along. This couple must be Chen Yi's parents. As soon as Chen Yi entered the house, she went up to Li Jia and said, "Brother Li, this is my...dad. Come and take a look, and get to know him." After saying that, Chen Yi winked at Li Jia, looking like she was asking for help.
"You're the owner of this little shop?" The man with an air of superiority looked at Li Jia with a hint of disdain.
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