Qin Heng sat in the waiting area by the boarding gate, his expression detached.
He glanced at Mo Cheng and the others, then paid them no further attention.
Such ants aren't even worth a second glance.
Seeing Han Ya and the others arrive, Song Ningran was quite pleased and smiled, "Ya Ya, you finally made it. There's still an hour before the plane takes off; I was worried you wouldn't make it in time."
"Ran Ran, you got here so fast. Weren't you taking the subway? How did you arrive so quickly?" A hint of shadow flickered in Han Ya's eyes, but she maintained a smile and said softly, "I remember the subway takes at least an hour and a half to get here."
"We took Qin Heng's private subway," Song Ningran said with a smile. She had asked Qin Heng about this earlier, and he had indicated there was no need to hide it; she should just tell the truth.
As for whether they believed her, that was another matter.
