Ling Chuan tightened An Ziqing's hand, a smile touching his lips.
They arrived at the airport.
Xun Qianye and Gu Yifeng got out of the car first.
The airport was crowded.
But An Ziqing, at a glance, saw many familiar faces.
All were people close to Jia Luo.
They each played different roles, yet were all within a hundred meters of them.
Yin Nuo naturally also noticed quite a few of their people here, a smile playing on his lips.
"About half the people in the airport are Jia Luo's." An Ziqing whispered in Ling Chuan's ear.
"No worries." Ling Chuan, holding An Ziqing's hand, swaggered inside.
An Ziqing was nowhere near reassured and cautiously scanned the surroundings.
After saying goodbye to his fans, Gu Yifeng followed them into the airport.
He glanced at Xun Qianye beside him, "I thought you really left! Didn't expect you to care about me so much!"
