Beijing Capital International Airport - 4:35 AM
After fifteen hours of constant flight, the private jet finally touched down at the airport.
Wang Jia...or rather Jian Long was the first to step out of the plane, followed by Zhao Ming and then the buff driver that carried the still sleeping Lillian.
She had woken up halfway through the flight, only to be given another doze of night-night juice before she could regain her bearings.
The trio walked towards the private arrivals section of the airport only to be stopped by a young officer who seemed like it was his first day at this job.
He had a small frown on his face as he saw the buff man carry Lillian, "S-Sir," he stammered, eyes darting to the unconscious woman, "I need to see identification. And—uh—her passport. Protocol requires—"
Jian Long didn't even look at him.
Zhao Ming offered a thin, annoyed smile. "We are with Hua imports, we've got VIP clearance and our papers have already been filed."
