Dong Xin Yan was just about to respond to Cheng Ziyang when another call came through on her phone. She glanced at it—it was from the taxi driver. The words "I love you" were swallowed back into her stomach. She quickly said, "Ziyang, I really can't talk now. Let's meet at the airport later, okay? Be careful on the way."
As soon as she said this, she didn't wait for Cheng Ziyang to respond and ended the call, picking up the one from the taxi driver.
"Driver, please wait for me for two minutes. I'm coming down now."
Dong Xin Yan quickly changed clothes, threw on a coat, put on a hat, and hurried out with her luggage.
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"Young master, Miss Dong has come out."
Old Chen's voice broke the silence in the car. Gu Ningyi's dark eyes suddenly opened. He turned slightly, his gaze landing accurately on Dong Xin Yan. He fixed his sight on her face for a few seconds, then slowly let it fall to the suitcase she was pulling.
His hand resting on his knee clenched bit by bit.
