Jingzhou City Airport, still the familiar arrival gate, old Tang walked out slowly carrying his handbag.
Even though his business trips were quite long, he usually didn't take many clothes; he would have Wang Qingqing buy and mail them after arriving at the destination.
Walking through the crowd now, old Tang didn't stand out at all.
As he stepped out of the arrival gate, a familiar figure came into view quickly; it was none other than Wang Qingqing, who had come to pick him up.
"Tang bro, you were out for quite a while this time, I've learned several types of tea arts, I'll show you later!"
It was Wang Qingqing who smiled as she approached old Tang after seeing him.
Even though they hadn't seen each other for a long time, there wasn't any awkwardness, as if old Tang had just left yesterday.
Old Tang didn't comment on Wang Qingqing's behavior, thinking he's probably the only one used to that taste.
