Seeing the man unresponsive, Lu Jing silently sighed, her tone finally softened:
"So now we're heading to the airport?" She asked.
"Yes!"
Hearing the answer, Lu Jing didn't ask further questions.
After all, the man's mood was surely not good, and he was driving. It could easily lead to problems.
If there's anything to ask, it's better to wait until they're on the plane.
...
The car sped along the road, taking less than twenty minutes to reach the airport's underground parking lot.
After parking steadily, Lu Jing nimbly opened the door and got out of the car.
Jiang Ye followed and got out as well.
Neither of them had prepared any luggage, carrying only their ID and mobile phones.
However, the tickets they booked were first class.
Moreover, airport staff were already waiting in the garage.
"Young Master Jiang, Young Madam."
Lu Jing nodded in response, while Jiang Ye showed no reaction on his face, and his tone was even colder:
"Where are the tickets?"
