Ling Tian'ao could hardly believe it, just as he knew her plane had safely returned. He stood in the hall, looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows as Xia Zhisu and his son stepped off the plane outside.
He even thought he was seeing things.
Heaven hasn't been unkind to him!
To hold her in his arms again feels so good!
"I almost thought you wouldn't make it back!" Ling Tian'ao said fearfully while holding her.
"Yeah, I thought I wouldn't make it back either. The plane was in an accident, and yet I could come back alive, what a miracle, sigh..." Xia Zhisu sighed.
Ling Tian'ao glared at her, holding her shoulders, "What are you sighing for? Do you actually wish you had died on that plane? If I hadn't accidentally found out you didn't go to America! Even if you died, no one would have known! No one would've claimed your body! Got it?!"
"But I didn't die, did I!"
