After the two of them had walked away, a tall and slender figure emerged from the shadows.
Ji Mingqian's lips curled into a helpless smile, tinged with bitterness.
He was still angry with him.
Even claimed he didn't like candied hawthorn anymore.
Was he planning to give up everything related to him?
"Ladies and gentlemen, the flight to J city..."
The sweet voice boomed from the loudspeaker as more and more people bustled through the airport, hastening back and forth amid the clamor of footsteps.
Jiang Yisheng removed his sunglasses and, seeing Wen Rang standing without sitting down, asked in bewilderment, "Wen Rang, why are you standing there, why don't you sit down?"
On the verge of revealing a flaw, Wen Rang came up with a quick excuse, "Uh, my stomach is a bit upset, I'm going to the restroom."
Upset stomach?
Jiang Yisheng was puzzled; could it be the seafood from yesterday was too much?
