"How can you eat just a little, you need to eat more," An Ji insisted.
"Alright, I’ll eat a bit more, and you should too. After we’re done, I’ll go pack your luggage..."
As the siblings joked and ate, they used joy to dilute the sadness of parting.
After the meal, An Ruo helped him pack his luggage.
Today she had packed luggage for two men, one was Mo Hua, and the other was An Ji.
To her, both men were very important, and she was unable to stop them from leaving; she could only pray for their safe and prompt return.
Meanwhile, in a luxurious villa, Tang Yuchen stood on the balcony of the second floor, gazing at a certain place in the distance, with a deep look in his eyes.
Uncle Tao walked up behind him and said respectfully, "Young Master, your luggage is all ready."
"Hmm," the man responded softly. After thinking for a moment, he went into the study and handed Uncle Tao a rectangular box: "I’ll leave this in your care."
Uncle Tao took it with both hands, nodding solemnly, "Rest assured, sir."
Early the next day, An Ruo saw off An Ji and immediately called Mo Hua.
The phone barely rang once before connecting.
Mo Hua laughed happily, "I was just about to call you, and here you are calling me. I’m so happy to receive a call from you."
An Ruo smiled, "When are you leaving, I’ll come to see you off."
"It’s too late, I have to turn off my phone in one minute. You don’t need to come. I’m already satisfied to have talked to you before leaving."
Hearing his contented words, An Ruo felt very guilty.
Every time she gave him just a little response and care, he was so pleased. He was really foolish; what was there to like about her?
"Mo Hua, take good care of yourself, I’ll wait for you to come back," An Ruo said softly, looking up at the sky.
On the other end, the man fell silent for several seconds before speaking, "I will. An Ruo... when I come back, there are some things I want to tell you, I’ll come back quickly."
An Ruowei was momentarily perplexed, feeling as if she already knew what he was going to tell her.
She was a bit nervous, but wasn’t this a natural thing? In fact, she had already considered it; she just hadn’t expected it to come so soon.
"I’m hanging up, goodbye." Unable to hear her voice, Mo had to speak first.
"Wait!" An Ruo hurriedly spoke, but he had already hung up, leaving her with only the beeping sound of the phone.
An Ruo was annoyed with herself; she hadn’t even had the chance to tell him to be careful.
As she was thinking, her phone suddenly rang. She thought it was Mo calling back, but it turned out to be Tang Yuchen.
What was he calling her for at this time?
She had already made things clear to him yesterday, so why was he calling again?
An Ruo gripped her phone tightly but didn’t answer; the ringing stopped after one cycle and didn’t ring again.
An Ji had left, and so had Mo Hua; An Ruo returned home to a renewed sense of solitude and quietness.
However, she wasn’t too saddened because she knew they would come back and not leave her alone.
The day passed by very quietly.
What she didn’t know was that City B was about to hold a major engineering project tender, and for that tender, many large enterprises nationwide had been preparing for more than half a year.
Among the companies attending the project tender, apart from the Tang Family, there was the newly rising and urgently needing to establish a firm foothold, the TLA company.
On the other hand, at a port in Country A, a large-scale arms deal was being secretly prepared...