Wen Qiao: "...Oh."
"Master, please help put the luggage in the trunk."
"Sure."
The driver got out of the car, helped her put the luggage in the trunk, then got back in the car and stepped on the gas. This time, the nanny car, which had made a round trip to Yujia Garden twice in twenty minutes, finally drove away from this place.
Fu Jinghen watched the car leave his view, his hands clasped into fists behind his back. Because of the force, the veins on the backs of his hands appeared particularly prominent.
The already spacious villa became eerily quiet at this moment. After a long time, Fu Jinghen finally lowered his gaze and turned back to his room.
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The airport was very quiet late at night, and Jiang Yao quickly completed the boarding procedures. She walked on one side of Wen Qiao, with Xiao Chu on the other.
