The three adults didn't have any doubts about Little Jia You's words, and Xi Shaoqi drove away from the airport parking lot, completely oblivious that his departure meant trouble for someone.
Han Xiayang came out of the restroom, not seeing the familiar little kid, and only then did he sense that something was amiss.
"Damn it, I got tricked by that little bastard." As soon as he spoke, he quickly ran back to the parking lot. When he only saw his car and the tail end of another car leaving, he angrily kicked the tire.
Then the air in the parking lot was filled with his wailing, as he had accidentally kicked the steel frame of the tire. The piercing pain in his right foot lingered for a long time, leaving him limping for the rest of the day.
