Suddenly, Tang Yue's eyes widened in shock. Who was that muddy figure?
"Si Yu."
Tang Yue's face was filled with surprise as she rushed towards Meng Siyu.
"I finally caught up." Meng Siyu held Tang Yue tightly, his appearance especially weary from days without sleep, his clothes dirty and unchanged, his beard unshaven and messy. Even though he had rinsed his face with water, his disheveled look was something he had no time to change.
Meng Siyu had found out from Meng Jin that Tang Yue was leaving the country today. As soon as he got back to Jing City, he immediately drove like mad to the airport.
"Are you hurt at all? How did you get into such a mess?" Tang Yue asked him the moment she saw him. Despite his dirtiness, she couldn't care less; seeing him standing alive and well before her made her very happy.
"It's nothing. I just took a fall and got dirty," Meng Siyu said as he gazed intensely at her. "Wait for you to come back."
