"Sister song, I'm still in the hotel. I'll see you at the airport tomorrow."

"How is your cold?" Song Jia asked.

"Better. I bought some medicine." Jiang Shiyu's voice was still hoarse.

"Well, have a good rest. Don't be late tomorrow."

"Don't worry, sister song."

Song Jia then relieved to hang up the phone and took Anwen to the room to talk about the next trip.

Anquan takes out his mobile phone and makes a phone call.

"Did you find her?"

"President an, not yet. She left after checking out from the V Hotel. There is no news from the hotel yet." The other side said.

"Don't look it up." An Quan Dao.

"Yes."

He'll see her tomorrow anyway.

The next day, the airport.

The whole family came to see Anwen off, and the Chu family was going back home.

"The Berlin Film Festival, Wenwen, my aunt will watch the live broadcast." Chu Ma reluctantly took an Wen's hand.

"I'll wear the dress my aunt gave me and walk down the red carpet." An Wen clever way.

"We Wen Wen put on that dress, it must be gorgeous pressure Chu Ma said happily.

Her daughter looked more and more beautiful, and Anma said with pride, "of course."

The two mothers agreed.

An Quan's first parting time was not in her sister's body, got off the car and looked for another person's figure everywhere.

Finally, I saw it.

Xiao Jiang pushed the suitcase to this direction, wearing knee length down jacket and a thick scarf around his neck. He looked round and round.

In fact, she herself is very thin, thought an Quan.

Seeing Jiang Shiyu, Song Jia asked with concern, "is your cold over?"

Jiang Shiyu nodded and followed the procession, her head still shrank in her scarf and could only see a pair of eyes.

Anquan goes in her direction.

As if aware, Jiang Shiyu pushed her luggage and quickened her pace. Soon she went to the front of the line.

Security didn't catch up.

After that, Jiang Shiyu buried her head and followed Anwen closely.

"Ginger, is your cold better?" Ann asked.

"Much better. Thank you for your concern." Jiang Shiyu said politely.

"You young people should pay more attention to your body. You must wear more clothes when it is cold."

"Yes, auntie."

Jiang Shiyu nodded her head and continued to follow Anwen.

Before boarding, an Wen said goodbye to everyone one by one.

"Jiang Shiyu, come here." An Quan suddenly said.

An Wen and they didn't hear when they said goodbye, but Song Jia heard it plainly and looked at Jiang Shiyu in bewilderment.

When are these two people so familiar?

Hearing this, Jiang Shiyu buried her head in her scarf and pretended not to hear.

An Quan walks in her direction. Jiang Shiyu steps back and grabs an Wen's hand.

Security stops.

"Ginger, what's the matter?" Anwen asked her.

"It's almost time. Let's board." Jiang Shiyu buried her head.

An Wen's eyes flashed and puzzled and looked in the direction of Song Jia.

Song Jia gave her a "I don't know" expression.

Three people boarded the plane.

An Quan looks at Jiang Shiyu's round back, eyebrows raised, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Shiyu was relieved when she could not see the right of security.

It's so embarrassing that she can't see him now.

"Ginger, aren't you hot?" Song Jia suddenly asked, reaching out to help Jiang Shiyu take off her scarf.

"I'm not hot." Jiang Shiyu tucked her head into her scarf.

Song Jia has already started, but Jiang Shiyu still wants to resist. The scarf is pulled down and the scabby wound on the upper part of her mouth is exposed.

"Ginger, what's the matter with your mouth?"

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