Soon, the group finished breakfast.
Luo Ke stood up from the chair, "Sissi, I'll take you to the plane."
"Isn't the chef going back with Sissi?" Leng Zirui asked softly.
"Of course, I wouldn't want my Sissi to worry about meals." Luo Ke indulgently hugged Luo Xiaoqian's shoulder, "Call the chef up, and go back to the island with the madam."
A subordinate immediately rushed into the kitchen and called over Leng Zimo, who was still wearing an apron.
After untying the apron and handing it to a maid, Leng Zimo exchanged a quick glance with Leng Zirui.
Everyone walked out the door together.
Xu Xia watched Luo Xiaoqian walking towards the helicopter, frowning with worry.
"Don't worry, she'll be fine." Leng Zirui pretended to kiss her, whispering in her ear.
