Luo Qianqian and Jimo Cheng headed straight for the airport the next moment, after all, there wasn’t a direct flight, and they needed to return to Capital City.
By the time the two of them got back to Capital City, it was already close to noon. They had lunch at the airport, and by chance, they bumped into Qin Nuan sending Luo Yanran off for her flight. Qianqian quietly smiled, and didn’t forget to step forward and say hello.
"Ah, Qianqian, you’re back," Qin Nuan said as she caught sight of Luo Qianqian, quickly checking her over to see if she was alright. Qianqian’s injury had given her quite a scare, but then she heard that Jimo Cheng had rushed over, and although she didn’t quite understand the young boy’s thinking, she still felt that a boy who did such things was very touching.
Yet looking at Luo Qianqian, who was bouncing around with a healthy glow, she didn’t seem injured at all. Qin Nuan inspected her carefully from all angles: "Where are you hurt?"
"I’m already better," Luo Qianqian chuckled, "Seeing you and Fourth Brother reluctant in your farewells, I didn’t want to interrupt..."
Then, the next second, Luo Yanran, who had already gone in, rushed back out, threw his suitcase aside, and despite wearing a hat, sunglasses, and a mask, he bent down to sweep Luo Qianqian into a hug—the brim of his hat scraping Luo Qianqian’s forehead.
Luo Qianqian clutched her head, tears welling up in her eyes as she looked at him: "Fourth Brother, are you unhappy with me?"
A hint of embarrassment appeared on Luo Yanran’s face. He was just trying to express his excitement. After setting Luo Qianqian down on the ground, he lowered his voice: "Are you okay now?"
Luo Qianqian nodded, spun around in front of Luo Yanran, and stuck out her tongue with a mischievous grin: "Want me to do a somersault?"
"You’re such a rascal." Yanran flicked Luo Qianqian’s forehead hard, then turned to Jimo Cheng, walked over, and took his hand: "Thank you."
"It was the right thing to do." Jimo Cheng smiled, and they exchanged a few more words until Sun Zhichao’s lackey sent to pick up Yanran was almost in tears, and finally, with reluctance, Yanran left.
Qin Nuan, standing nearby, couldn’t help but feel helpless, grabbing Luo Qianqian’s hand: "What are you two doing here not going home? Waiting for someone?"
"We have a flight in a while," Luo Qianqian shook her head, her face expressing resignation: "Fourth Brother acts like this, don’t you just want to hit him?" She rubbed her forehead as she spoke. Who does that? Luckily, it was her—if Qin Nuan had been the one bumped, wouldn’t she have turned and left in a huff?
"He was also worried about you," Qin Nuan said, covering her mouth with a smile: "Where are you guys headed?"
Seeing Jimo Cheng’s calm demeanor, Qin Nuan ventured, somewhat concerned, knowing that it wasn’t just Luo Qianqian’s trip.
"It’s a mission from Grandpa Kong." Luo Qianqian mimed zipping her lips, not revealing anything else.
Qin Nuan nodded in understanding, realizing there was a mission involved, no wonder he had gone specially to find Luo Qianqian.
Petting Luo Qianqian’s head, she said, "Come back early, and be safe."
"Mhm mhm," Luo Qianqian hugged Qin Nuan, unable to deny how comforting her embrace was: "Please tell Grandpa and Second Uncle I’m okay for me, and that I’ll be back in a few days. Oh, and lately help me look for suitable gifts for elders—I want to buy birthday presents for Mom and my godmother when I return."
"Sure," Qin Nuan spoke with Luo Qianqian for a while longer before she approached Jimo Cheng. Comparatively, she felt as though she didn’t have the right to say this to Cheng, but she had to say it, whether from a friend’s perspective, a sister’s, or a sister-in-law’s: "Please take good care of Qianqian."
Jimo Cheng still wore a gentle smile and nodded slightly: "Of course, rest assured."
Watching the two walk inside, Qin Nuan tilted her head and muttered to herself, "Why do I always feel like Jimo Cheng is a little too good to Qianqian?"
Then she shook her head, it was good for Qianqian, why should she care so much?
After both of them boarded the plane, Luo Qianqian closed her eyes, having gone to bed late and woken up early, her energy was completely drained, she needed sleep to replenish her energy.
When she opened her eyes again, Jimo Cheng looked up from his book and asked her, "Awake? Would you like to drink something?"
Luo Qianqian shook her head and rubbed her eyes, "Haven’t we arrived yet?"
"Yeah," Jimo Cheng nodded, closed the book, "It’s quite chaotic over there, so we still need to stay in a suite." As if he was afraid that Luo Qianqian would feel embarrassed once she found out, he explained.
Luo Qianqian was stunned, then nodded and saw Jimo Cheng’s face visibly blush, "And tonight, the place we’re staying at is the Jimo Family mansion, so there might be some teasing, don’t take it too seriously."
Luo Qianqian was stunned again, then nodded, smiling, "We’re already encumbered with an engagement contract, it’s normal to be teased, right?"
"Yes, you’re right," Jimo Cheng also smiled.
However, when Luo Qianqian actually arrived, she realized she had been far too naive!!!
Was their residence really a dwelling and not some famous scenic spot? Were those yellow doors really not made of gold? Why was everything reflecting light??? Why were her eyes barely open??? And what on earth was this lined-up welcome???
"Welcome to Master Jin Nian, welcome Miss Jin Yuee..."
Cold sweat slid down Luo Qianqian’s forehead, wondering, was it too late for her to regret it now? Could she not choose to stay somewhere else?
As if sensing Luo Qianqian’s awkward stiffness, Jimo Cheng leaned forward slightly and whispered in her ear, "It’s been a long time since they’ve seen a fellow countryman, they might be a bit excited, there’s no ill will."
Luo Qianqian tried her best to maintain a smile.
"Ah, finally here, how’s your grandfather?" A rotund fat man ran... or according to Luo Qianqian’s observation, rolling might be more accurate, for the fat man wasn’t tall, yet had a large belly, which made walking seem laborious, rolling did seem more appropriate, didn’t it?
"Uncle Fu," Jimo Cheng called, "Grandfather is doing very well, he even sent me and my junior sister over. Big elder brother is busier this year, so we came instead."
"Haha, nice to meet you for the first time, Miss Jin Yuee, I am an old man of the Jimo Family; my name is Chen Fu, you can just call me Uncle Fu." The plump body agilely turned towards Luo Qianqian.
Luo Qianqian was taken aback and immediately bowed respectfully, "Hello, Uncle Fu, I am Luo, I am Jin Yuee."
"You young man are quite lucky, eh?" After seeing Luo Qianqian’s reaction, Uncle Fu winked at Jimo Cheng then turned to Luo Qianqian and said, "Please come this way, Miss Jin Yuee. After the long journey, I have prepared our specialty dishes and had someone draw a bath for you. What would you like to do first, eat or bathe?"
Luo Qianqian instinctively looked back at Jimo Cheng only to see him smiling at her, pointing upstairs.
Luo Qianqian looked up, then instantly, three black lines stylishly slid down her face. She hadn’t noticed in the dim light and had been mostly distracted by the big door, but now, reminded by Jimo Cheng, she directly saw the extravagant banner, which read: "Welcome Master Jin Nian and his fiancée to the residence!!!"
Damn it!!! Luo Qianqian could only think of saying this one sentence now.