The light outside the room was dim as he walked to a quiet corner. After making sure that the background wasn't noisy, Ye Wangchuan took out his cell phone. He hung his eyelids and his eyelashes covered his eye from the light.
He opened the chatbox and saw the last message from Qiao Nian. It was the message she had just sent to him. There were only three words. She didn't even bother to add a punctuation mark. It was obvious how casual her message was.
Ye Wangchuan looked at the time the message was sent.
Two minutes ago.
It was likely that she had just gotten off the plane and had just turned her cell phone on.
He scratched his thin lips, looked down, and opened his contact list with his white and slender fingers. He found the first phone number and dialed it.
The cell phone rang seven or eight times, but no one picked up the call. He was patient and waited. He put one hand in his pocket and held the cell phone in his other hand. There was no hint of impatience on his angular and handsome face. He looked gentle and affectionate.
...
They were at the Rao City airport.
Qiao Nian had just gotten off the airplane and was collecting her backpack. She didn't immediately notice her cell phone ringing. She had already walked out of the terminal when she noticed that she had a missed call.
It was a Beijing number, and the call showed that it was from Ye Wangchuan.
Knitting her eyebrows together and dialing back, she raised her eyes and spoke to Liang Bowen. "Go pick up your luggage first. I'll wait for you at the side."
Seeing that she was making a call, Liang Bowen didn't think twice and waved his hand. "Okay, I understand. You go ahead first. I will look for you once I collect my luggage."
"Mm."
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