Yanjing Airport.
After driving Yang Zhilan to the airport, the two of them got out of the car.
Yang Zhilan's face still had a faint blush.
Kissing Tang Yu in public today was a bold move she had never imagined herself doing.
Yet she did it today, making her feel both shy and a bit sweet inside.
As for Ye Qiu, she had already put that matter behind her.
The past is the past, and after venting her anger, she had completely swept him into the trash bin.
After completing the check-in procedures, Yang Zhilan, carrying her small suitcase, winked at Tang Yu and said, "Well... why don't you head back? I'm about to board."
"Alright, send me a message when you get home," Tang Yu said with a cheerful smile.
Yang Zhilan nodded obediently, murmured an acknowledgment, and stood there without moving, wanting to say something but not knowing what to say.
The time spent in Yanjing with this guy had been the happiest period for her in recent years.
