The night passed without words.
9 a.m., Modu International Airport.
Lu Tianxing, Bai Zhiqing, and Lin Qianru showed up on time in the airport lobby.
However, Bai Zhiqing's face looked quite unhappy now. Her eyes occasionally glanced at Lu Tianxing, with a sharp gaze as if it were a knife, wishing she could pierce him with thousands of arrows. This bastard had the audacity to force her into such an embarrassing position yesterday without her consent...
Every time she thought about it, Bai Zhiqing's face flushed red, and a shiver ran through her body, making her feel like she was in the dead of winter.
Yet, Lu Tianxing completely ignored Bai Zhiqing's murderous gaze. He walked confidently, with a radiant smile on his face. After last night's effort, he finally got Bai Zhiqing to strike that difficult pose. Remembering Bai Zhiqing's mix of shame and anger, Lu Tianxing's smile became even more radiant, letting everyone know he was surely thinking of something good.
