Rong Zhi hesitated when she was about to take out her phone, then lowered her gaze with a soft "hmm".
While adding Bai Tingxun on WeChat, her mind suddenly flashed to a handsome, distinctly jointed hand.
That hand had blocked her QR code twice.
Unfortunately, he's not here now, or Bai Tingxun would probably be the third.
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At one in the afternoon, Rong Zhi sped towards the Capital International Airport, narrowly avoiding a ticket.
Shen Luoluo and Tao Ruisi hadn't boarded yet and were waiting for her; Rong Zhi could open a green channel for them to board, so being a little late wasn't an issue, as long as they boarded before takeoff.
Shen Junze was holding onto Shen Luoluo, instructing her about matters related to going abroad. He resembled a nagging old mother more than a competent president.
Shen Luoluo impatiently interrupted him, "Alright brother, you've said it for the eighth time since last night. Aren't you tired of saying it, because I'm tired of hearing it."
