The sharp questioning reached Ji Fan's ears.
Ji Fan merely gave a faint smile and did not answer her immediately.
After all, they were at the airport now, with people coming and going. It really wasn't the place for a conversation.
"I'll take you back first. Get a good sleep, and after you wake up, we can have a calm discussion." Ji Fan spoke each word decisively and with composure.
There was no room for objection.
He took the suitcase from her hands and strode ahead. Lian Xinying had no choice but to follow behind him.
In this foreign country, surrounded by passersby of different skin tones, speaking unfamiliar languages, and in an utterly strange environment, a sense of resistance welled up in Lian Xinying's heart.
She wanted answers quickly and then to leave.
But she couldn't argue with Ji Fan.
