Han Xiayang had been waiting at the airport VIP exit, accompanied by Xi Shaoqi.
The latter frowned at this moment, "Han Xiayang, are you really sure An Nan will come back with Mu Bai today?"
The two striking men at the exit had already attracted quite a few sideways glances, but neither seemed to care, continuing their conversation back and forth.
"Relax, I got a phone call from Mu Bai; he told me personally." Not only that, there’s an additional surprise, which is the reason he called Xi Shaoqi to come pick up at the airport. It’s bound to shock him so much he’ll forget where he is.
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Thinking of that cute little guy, Han Xiayang felt a sense of anticipation. If he hadn’t been talking business over video with Mu Bai, he wouldn’t have discovered the little guy.
As the time for the plane’s landing drew nearer, Xi Shaoqi’s expression grew colder, and the feeling of bitterness in his heart grew stronger. However, he quickly concealed the bitterness and continued focusing intensely on the direction of the VIP exit.
Soon, a large group of silhouettes emerged from the exit, but there was no sign of Lin Mubai and the others.
Xi Shaoqi’s cold gaze quickly swept towards Han Xiayang, his tone filled with strong dissatisfaction: "Where are they?"
Han Xiayang remained with a calm smile, his attitude unhurried: "What’s the rush? An Nan, as the captain, will definitely be out late. Third Young Master Xi, please be patient."
After another moment of waiting, just as Xi Shaoqi was getting impatient again, he finally saw that familiar figure. It was Lin Mubai’s second time seeing An Nan in uniform; he looked particularly delighted, paying no attention to An Nan’s good buddy beside him. All his focus was on An Nan, and he exclaimed in admiration, "An Nan, you look really sharp in that outfit."
An Nan smiled shyly, "Shaoqi, why are you here?"
Before Xi Shaoqi had a chance to reply, a childish voice interrupted his words, "An Nan, who is this?"
Xi Shaoqi’s astonished gaze instantly fell on the little guy, eyes wide with shock, finger pointing at him, unable to speak a word for a while.
The expected effect was achieved, and Han Xiayang quickly stepped forward, pressing down Xi Shaoqi’s hand that was raised in the air, while smilingly saying, "Third Young Master, don’t be so excited, it’s just a child. Don’t let yourself be scared ." Han Xiayang’s teasing tone was evident, and at the same time, a calculating dark gaze fell on him—child, huh? This guy has touched his Achilles’ heel, and An Jiayou would show him the prowess of a child.
With Han Xiayang’s words hanging in the air, Xi Shaoqi regained his composure from the shock, but his gaze still lingered on An Jiayou’s youthful face with a complex feeling. So this is An Nan’s child? He really resembles his mom.
Slowly, he crouched in front of An Jiayou, kindly greeting him proactively, "Hello, my name is Xi Shaoqi, and I’m a friend of your mom."
"Hello, my name is An Jiayou."
The big and small duo, one standing and one crouching, both with smiles in their eyes, felt as though they were old friends upon first meeting.
The people around did not remain idle.