"Over here, over here!" Fan Shigang waved vigorously at everyone through the surging crowd.
After finally getting through the security check, the group met up and headed straight for the ticket gate without stopping.
"Hurry up, hurry up! It's all your fault, dawdling like that, we're almost going to miss the train!"
Yan Weiwei looked back at Meng Lang, who was leisurely trailing behind, and urged him on.
"What's the rush? We have to wait even when we get there."
"Wait for what? Don't you see what time it is already! As if it's not your big lifetime event, you're not worried at all, right?" Yan Weiwei glared.
Meng Lang rolled his eyes.
If it's not my lifetime event, even better...
By the time everyone reached the security checkpoint, Yan Weiwei was flabbergasted.
"Delayed by half an hour? You're kidding!"
Domestic high-speed trains are famous for their punctuality. How could they encounter such a thing?!
She couldn't help but glare at Meng Lang again, "It's all your fault!"
