Fourth Brother: Arrived?
Little Nine: Not yet, on the way.
Fourth Brother: Be careful, stay safe.
Bi Xia raised her eyebrows slightly: Careful? What do I need to be careful of?
Qin Zhan chuckled: No, he was telling me to be careful.
Little Nine: Oh?
Fourth Brother: My wife is too charming.
Bi Xia's lips curved, her head resting on the car window, leaning her body as she replied: You're right about that. Don't worry, I won't be interested in anyone else. Who could compare to my outstanding man?
"Fourth Young Master, the plane has arrived." Inside the airport, the door of the private lounge was gently knocked. A refined man pushed the door open and spoke to the young man in the lounge.
Responding softly, the young man didn't move. Instead, he looked down gently and sent a message: Little Nine is always right.
