"Good, baby, mommy and daddy both love you; we'll be back soon," Su Lu said.
Zhao Xiaole obediently hummed in response but couldn't help but ask, "How is my second uncle doing?"
"He'll be fine," Su Lu comforted.
Once Xiaole had calmed down and been taken care of, Su Lu and Bo Jingshen felt at ease to head to Feng City.
They bought tickets for the soonest available flight; because it was so last minute and rushed, there weren't even business class seats available, only economy.
Fortunately, neither Bo Jingshen nor Su Lu were fussy about such matters, not having high demands for comfort.
When the plane took off, Bo Jingshen felt somewhat nervous, but he wasn't sure if it was because he felt particularly reassured being with Su Lu or because he was too preoccupied with many other matters to focus on his panic.
He took out his laptop to work during the flight, which made the long flight bearable.
