Xia Xiaonuan originally thought that Situ Yan would not be happy to see Nangong Feihong leave, but he probably wouldn't be anxious either. Didn't he always want Feihong to leave first?
However, she didn't expect Situ Yan to look as anxious as she was, maybe even more so.
She was a bit surprised but quickly nodded and said, "Okay, I'll pack my things right away!"
*****
Airport.
Nangong Yaoling was wearing a black trench coat and sunglasses. His cold, handsome face stood in the middle of the road, instantly attracting many gazes.
Qin Yi, standing beside him, said, "Young Master, I've heard there's an uprising over there. However, I've had people investigate the recent entries and exits of Chinese people there. Although we've not yet heard from the Young Madam, I believe you'll be able to see her shortly after you arrive."
Nangong Yaoling's proud chin tensed slightly.
"Let's hope so."
The plane slid onto the long runway.
