The night was like thick ink, and at eleven o'clock, Li Qiao arrived at South Sea International Airport.
As soon as the car stopped steadily, the airline's business manager approached with a briefcase in hand, "Miss Li, everything has been arranged."
Li Qiao nodded her head and glanced at her wristwatch on her left hand as she did so.
She was thinking about calling Zong Yue when she heard the roar of a sports car engine behind her.
Zong Yue parked next to the Mercedes and pulled a purple carry-on out of the trunk. Dressed in a T-shirt and jeans, she hurried over to Li Qiao, "Sorry, sorry, I'm late."
She had thought she would be departing for British Imperial the next morning, but after finishing dinner at her grandfather's, Li Qiao asked her to pack her things and meet at the airport.
Fortunately, Li Jun did not stop her. Hearing that she was going to travel with Qiaoqiao, he readily agreed and even gave her a card to spend as she liked.
