Su Li struggled to open her eyes, and within her view were familiar pieces of furniture. The second hand on the clock in the center of the living room ticked away.
Had she... returned home?
But her brain and body felt incredibly painful, and she lay on the floor unable to move at all.
Su Li hazily thought, it seemed like it was time for Feng Huaijin’s flight to land?
She feared she wouldn’t be able to pick him up.
The night airport was still bustling with people, as two low-key figures pushed their suitcases across the airport tiles.
Xiao Heng glanced around suspiciously, looking at Feng Huaijin, and said, "Brother Qi, are you sure Miss Su Li will come to pick us up? Because I haven’t arranged for a car."
Feng Huaijin confidently pushed his suitcase and said, "Of course."
Would that little girl dare not to listen to what he said?
After the two walked out of the airport, they gazed at the pitch-black night.
Xiao Heng looked silently at Feng Huaijin.
Brother Qi... really overestimated himself this time, huh?
Feng Huaijin’s temple twitched lightly, and he said faintly, "The road to the airport easily gets jammed, let’s wait a bit."
Xiao Heng forced himself to say, "Alright."
The two extremely exhausted men who had just gotten off the plane sat on the waiting chairs for someone.
After waiting for a while, Feng Huaijin couldn’t help pulling out his phone to call Su Li. The call connected but no one answered.
Suddenly, a sense of unease surged in his heart.
Feng Huaijin immediately walked outside, his steps quick and hurried.
Xiao Heng nearly cried out in surprise; Brother Qi finally came to his senses and decided not to sit idly at the airport — how wonderful!
Feng Huaijin promptly hailed a taxi, throwing out the words, "Qinshui Blue Shore."
Xiao Heng, who had just gotten in the car, was stunned and hurriedly said, "Qinshui Blue Shore? Isn’t that Miss Su Li’s home? Aren’t we going back to our own homes?"
By the dim streetlights outside the car, Xiao Heng saw Feng Huaijin’s profile.
Every contour of his features radiated coldness, with his eyes brimming with icy sharpness.
Xiao Heng’s heart skipped a beat; could it be that Miss Su Li didn’t come to pick them up and Brother Qi got angry? Was this a trip to settle accounts?
Oh no, this isn’t good!
"Drive faster, I’ll pay ten times the fare." Feng Huaijin raised his eyes and said.
The driver was momentarily taken aback but instantly nodded with excitement, and the speed shot up.
The car left a long trail on the road, with exhaust trailing behind.
Feng Huaijin and Xiao Heng arrived at the base of Qinshui Blue Shore, where a few maintenance workers looked at them helplessly and said, "Are you residents here? Unfortunately, the elevator is broken. If you’re not in a hurry, it will be fixed in half an hour." New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novel_fіre.net
A vague sense of fear and panic rose in his heart, as Feng Huaijin’s palms gradually became stained with sweat.
Feng Huaijin tossed his suitcase into Xiao Heng’s hands and swiftly proceeded to the emergency stairwell, sprinting upward.
Xiao Heng’s face flushed as he shouted, "Brother Qi, calm down. She just didn’t come to pick you up!"
Was he really so angry that he was going to storm up the stairs to deal with Miss Su Li personally?
This was truly a case of love and strife!
Feng Huaijin rushed forward, ascending more than twenty floors without stopping.
He happened to encounter a small assistant who came out to throw the trash, and the assistant exclaimed in delight, "Mr. Qi!"
Feng Huaijin was slightly out of breath, his collar slightly loosened, revealing an alluring collarbone, with a few droplets of sweat trailing down his neck, full of masculine allure.
Feng Huaijin didn’t look back as he continued running upstairs.
The assistant was dumbfounded; was he going to see Su Li on the top floor?
The power was out, and yet he preferred to climb the stairs just to meet her?
Just how much did he like her?