"At least not for a few years, after all, I have no relatives in Manchester, I’ll just work there during the holidays. It’s okay, we can still video chat."
Xu Yuan suddenly burst into tears, "When are you leaving?"
"This week," she sighed softly.
In Manchester, there was Xu Yuan, but...
She even dreaded the thought of seeing Shao Zhiheng.
Xu Yuan suddenly stood up, ran to the fridge, and fished out a can of beer, "It might be good to go. In America, no one will recognize you, so you won’t get cursed at just for stepping out to hail a cab. Wait two years, when the new waves overtake the old, Bai Lingyun will be forgotten, and certainly no one will remember you. Come on, down it!"
Lu Wanwan looked at the can of beer, "I don’t really feel like drinking. Let’s forget it. I... I’ll drink soup, let’s toast with soup."
"Sure. You, the type who stays up late eating instant noodles, it’s better if you don’t drink. Here’s to it!"
Xu Yuan dragged a large suitcase for her, looking back periodically as they walked.
"What are you looking at, is Shao Zhiheng picking you up?"
Xu Yuan shook her head, sighing, "Nothing, I’m just checking if anyone’s following us. I can’t help worrying about you traveling so far, afraid that some bad guys might target you."
"There are no bad guys." She rolled her eyes, "You’re overthinking it. Who would notice me."
"Who knows if a fan might see you and want to disfigure you?"
Lu Wanwan linked arms with her, "You always use that to stop me, but really, see how few people recognize me. Here, give me the suitcase."
"No, I’ll take you inside." Xu Yuan wiped away her tears, "I won’t have this chance again afterward."
It wasn’t until Lu Wanwan held her boarding pass, ready to go through security and waved goodbye to her, that Xu Yuan still couldn’t see that person here.
Lu Wanwan didn’t look around from beginning to end, was it because she knew Gu Annan really wouldn’t come?
She had specially asked Shao Zhiheng for leave yesterday, saying she was taking Lu Wan to the airport, saying she wouldn’t return.
Those wide eyes of Shao Zhiheng at that time, she swore he must have told Gu Annan.
Xu Yuan watched until she could no longer see her figure, then finally gave up hope and left.
Two people sat at a small table beside the full-length transparent glass windows.
"President Gu, the plane is going to take off in five minutes." Zhao Chen glanced at the time.
President Gu was really calm, what could be so fascinating about that newspaper.
Planning to board the plane in the last minute?
It also can’t be helped, the BOSS has always been low-profile, now merely appearing in public draws attention.
Not wanting to go up early and be seen is understandable.
Gu Annan suddenly put down the newspaper and stood up.
His handsome face indifferent, his dark eyes cold as smoke, he casually glanced outside.
With thin lips, he moved his long legs, "Let’s go."
Zhao Chen calculated the time, walking to the boarding gate now would indeed make it at the very last minute.
Exiting the VIP lounge, his stride was quick, his presence commanding, attracting quite a few backwards glances on the way.
Zhao Chen, holding the work notebook, hurried to keep up.
As they passed gate 10, he suddenly spotted a familiar figure coming out of the restroom.
His eyes suddenly widened, "President Gu, President Gu, wait a moment!"
Zhao Chen hastened his steps and caught up with Gu Annan just before boarding.
He turned around, speaking indifferently, "What is it?"
Zhao Chen was suddenly at a loss for words, the name of Miss Lu now his taboo.
His hand pointing toward the direction of the restroom had yet to lower.
"President Gu... before boarding, would you like to visit the restroom?" he squeezed out the words after a long pause.