Liu Zhizhong felt a bit awkward indeed.
An honest man, bidding farewell to Xiang Qingqing at such a time, and in front of the two so-called fathers-in-law!
Xiang Qingqing seemed just fine with it, though. With her eyes closed, she said weakly, "Actually, there's no need to say anything... I hope Brother Zhizhong... could... give me a kiss, to give me strength..."
"This is a good idea! I support it!" Xiang Wenhua instantly clapped his hands and then turned to Ma Xudong, "Old Ma, what do you think?"
Ma Xudong also nodded and clapped, "Hmm, I think it's good!"
Liu Zhizhong was dumbfounded...
Looking at their expressions, why did they seem a bit mischievous? Sigh...
Liu Zhizhong said awkwardly, "Well, never mind, Qingqing, I..."
Xiang Wenhua, with a stern face, said, "Hurry up, don't dilly-dally like a woman, do you really want to make us miss our flight? If you don't fulfill my little girl's request, do you think you'll have an easy time?"
Liu Zhizhong felt helpless, shrugged his shoulders, and sighed, "Iron Fist, the raw Iron Fist! Sigh..."
Then, under the smiling gaze of Xiang Wenhua and Ma Xudong, he truly bent down and kissed Qingqing's forehead.
Xiang Qingqing, with her eyes closed and a blush on her face, then said, "But I wasn't talking about the forehead..."
Xiang Wenhua and Ma Xudong burst into laughter on the spot.
Xiang Wenhua simply said, "Do as told!"
Ma Xudong, "Hmm, I think it's good!"
Liu Zhizhong, again frustrated, had no choice but to lower his head, his lips descending to meet Xiang Qingqing's.
Her cool lips warmed up, plump and smooth, evoking his tenderness and reluctance yet he had to let go, believing she would definitely get better!
With such a kiss, Xiang Qingqing even responded a bit.
Her technique, after all, was something Liu Zhizhong had taught her—the contact of tongues, the meeting of lips... oh, Liu Zhizhong felt both thrilled and embarrassed.
Anyway, consider it a goodbye kiss, successful!
The two fathers-in-law both watched and applauded, both satisfied. As for what followed back at Liu Zhizhong's house and the marriage, that all seemed like later concerns, not to deal with now.
As long as Xiang Qingqing liked Liu Zhizhong, that was enough!
Half an hour later, Xiang Wenhua and Ma Xudong accompanied Ma Qingqing to the airport. Of course, Ma Qingqing was lying in an ambulance, and there was a medical team accompanying her to the UK.
This was when Liu Zhizhong truly realized the power of the Xiang family was indeed formidable.
The traffic police cleared the way, the entire route was under martial law, and they passed without any obstruction!
Liu Zhizhong originally wasn't going to the airport; this was decided by Xiang Wenhua, who didn't want his daughter to feel too pained over parting.
But Ma Qingqing, being willful, insisted on Brother Zhizhong taking her to the airport. In the end, a father still couldn't deny his daughter, right?
So Liu Zhizhong followed behind the ambulance, and the state of martial law along the route was truly a pleasure!
Those unaware bystanders were still guessing—who was the big shot who fell ill and needed to be rushed to the airport! ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⚑𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⚑𝙣𝙚𝙩
So, there are some things that to ordinary people's eyes, they can only guess...
Even Liu Zhizhong, on the way back to the hotel from the airport, could only guess about the origins of the powerful Xiang family—and he couldn't even make a correct guess!
He flipped through history, and there were no notable individuals surnamed Xiang from Ningnan Province... Sigh.
Of course, he also overlooked the fact that changing names is a perfectly normal and easy thing to do in this country.
He simply returned to the hotel, excited and greatly relieved.
The trip south was successful!
Everything was satisfactory!
Next up, get some rest, then drive the Big Lao northward, back to Hu Yang Province!
To see Feng Xiaoyue, and also... well, the matter of Young Master Xuan borrowing a seed, that needed to be dealt with too—almost time!
Hey! Recuperating from an illness, why is it so busy, day after day...