Shen Jianian managed to send emails to everyone on the list before noon, her neck aching with pain.
She picked up her phone to check the time. It was 11:30; she had to rush to the airport.
Informing Zhu Yilan, Shen Jianian picked up her bag from the chair and left a bit earlier, taking a cab to the airport.
Missing the lunch break rush hour, the taxi ride was smooth and unimpeded. However, since the airport was quite far from the East Ke Office Building, she still arrived about ten minutes late.
Shen Jianian got out of the taxi and dashed towards the terminal exit.
Passengers from this flight were leaving one by one, enlarging the shadow of Bai Changxia waiting alone, standing next to a silver-white suitcase, gripping the handle as she looked around.
The moment their gazes met, Shen Jianian stopped running, placing a hand on her chest while catching her breath.
