C6

"They will fly across the Bering Sea from Alaska, and when they pass Russia, South Korea and Japan, they will each stop for a day and then fly from Tokyo to Birchtown," Liu said. The exact time to reach Hua City is tomorrow at 11.30pm. The plane landed at Baohong International Airport in Hua City. "

It was 11: 30 P.M., the time when Leng Mubai was free. Thus, he decisively drove alone to Baohong International Airport.

How could he not come?

The pain that Lan Xinyue had bestowed upon him had tortured him for six years. Now that she had finally appeared, how could he not return the pain back to her in time!

He had once said that if you had the ability, hide well and never come out, and never be met by him either. Otherwise, he would return the favor by giving her an eye for an eye, making her want to die, beg for death …

After he got out of the car, Leng Mubai hurriedly entered the north entrance of the terminal. He looked around with a cold gaze and saw the sign that read "International Arrival". He then slowed down his pace and walked over.

The location of the sign was the departure gate, which meant that when the plane arrived at 11: 30 AM, the stinking woman, Lan Xinyue, would come out from that position.

The person who had disappeared for six years was finally about to appear!

He disappeared like a bubble, leaving no leeway or fantasy for her. If she had left him some leeway and gave him some cushion to slowly give up, he might not have hated her so much.

Yesterday, looking at her picture and looking at it, he had become angry, his eyes bloodshot, his face tense, and he had torn the picture to pieces. It had taken him an entire afternoon and night to put it together, and it was only then that he realized how many clearly visible cracks there were in the picture.

When he was jiggling the map, his mind was actually in a mess and he was also thinking random thoughts.

He thought, if Feng Meiying is lying to him, or if she isn't married, isn't married to the boy she secretly loves, then he can also stop hating her, and is willing to return to the past, spending time and energy to pursue and please her, and is also willing to humbly and humbly love her once more.

However, when he saw the cracked photos, he realized how stupid he was. If Feng Meiying hadn't lied to him, and if she didn't have a crush on a boy, then why would she leave? Was there a man who loved her more than he did in this world?

It was obvious that she had left without a sound in order to thoroughly express her determination. Since she had already made her decision, then what was he trying to retreat to? What was he thinking about?

Leng Mubai, don't be so foolish. You have to fight for yourself, there is no lack of women in this world!

Du Yating was hundreds of times more beautiful than she was, Miao Qin was hundreds of times more adorable, Liu Li was hundreds of times more considerate than she was, and the women who pestered him were all hundreds of times better than she was …

With so many outstanding women surrounding you, why are you hanging yourself on a tree, Leng Mubai? Hate her and be at ease torturing her, there's no need to be soft-hearted, it's not worth it!

After two nights of not sleeping, Leng Mubai's expression was especially haggard, and his head was also hurting faintly. He found a chair and sat down, and the moment he sat down, an extremely terrifying cold energy began to surge out from his body. It was as if he wasn't here to pick up the plane, but was instead here to kill someone!

Those who were there to pick up the plane took a detour, not daring to get too close to him to avoid getting caught in the act. There was a small bean bag lying on the chair next to them to read.

Displeased, Dou Zi Zi pouted her cute little mouth, her exquisite little face filled with dark clouds, as if worrying about something. He stared straight at Leng Mubai without blinking, his black eyes rolling around, brimming with a natural intelligence and cleverness.

As if he felt the gaze of the bean bun, Leng Mubai turned his head over and saw a father and son sitting on a chair next door.

Dad was in his early thirties, well-dressed, well-dressed, fair, and gentle. He was sitting in a chair, tall and straight, with long legs and a tablet in his hand.

His son was not tall, about a meter long. He looked to be at most three or four years old. He wore a small black suit and lay on the chair with his head on his father's lap. In his hand was a colorful comic book.

The comic book covered his face, so Leng Mubai couldn't see his appearance.

That's right, from Leng Mubai's distance and perspective, he only thought that Little Bean was reading and that he was hallucinating.

However, if, as soon as he got close enough, he found out that the eyes of the little bean bag had not been reading since the beginning, and had always been hanging half a centimeter above the book. They had also been secretly observing him through the book; ever since he came in, it had been like this!

Leng Mubai did not find the time to peek at him, so he ignored him. He lightly withdrew his gaze and stared at the exit again.

Dou Zi was also calm as she continued to peek at him. She didn't want to let go of the peculiar look on his face.

The man pretended not to know as he continued to play, but the corners of his lips rose higher and higher. His enchanting eyes were also filled with a pampering look.

The three of them maintained this scene in tacit understanding without breaking a single one of them.

With a "Ding dong", the broadcast rang, "Ladies and gentlemen, flight MU5709, which flies from Yutian Airport to Baohong International Airport in Tokyo, has arrived on time. We have successfully landed.

Leng Mubai was waiting with concentration when he suddenly heard the notification. He was shocked by the reflex.

He was shocked, and the peeping bean bun also jumped in fright. With a flick of its body, it jumped two inches off the chair. The man with the flat surface was shocked by his actions. He shook his hand and nearly smashed the toy in his hand.

When he looked at Leng Mubai again, Leng Mubai had already stood up and walked to the center of the hall. His devilish, noble face was as cold as frost, and his straight body carried a threatening pressure.

Meow meow!

The air-conditioning arena was so big!

She couldn't help but break out into a cold sweat, as if she was nervous to save a life!

It was broadcast over and over again in three languages, English and Chinese. When it was broadcast for the second time, a young, thin American male passenger came striding out with a salutation bag on his back.

Although it wasn't Lan Xinyue, Leng Mubai's heart still jumped uncontrollably. He clenched his hands into fists as a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

People came out one after another, but Lan Xinyue was nowhere to be seen. Just as Leng Mubai was feeling anxious, a breathtaking figure finally slipped into his bright and spirited eyes.

Her heart was beating like a drum. Her eyes seemed to have forgotten everything as she stared at her with a crazed and greedy expression.

She was much prettier than she was in the photo, and she had matured a lot in the past six years.

Her maturity had faded away from the faint immaturity that only a few people in her body had. It had also elevated her beauty to a spiritual level, so beautiful that it could move one's heart and soul.

After six years, she was no longer a student and was no longer wearing a plain school uniform. She wore a proper black suit with a white shirt collar that was wide open, pressing down on the collar of the suit.

Her full chest was raised high, perfectly curved, and the tailored cut of her suit was stretched out to the point of extreme delicacy. Her waist was pressed against her waist, her legs were still long, and her high heels moved in a rhythmic rhythm. As she walked, she kept talking to Mill.

Her long black hair fluttered behind her, and a smile bloomed on her beautiful face. Her smile was as charming as it was fake, and her crystal clear eyes were flashing with calmness, but it was so calm that it didn't have the slightest ripple, nor was there a smile on her face.

She was like this, her laughter would never reach her eyes, as if there was nothing in this world that could make her truly happy.

As she spoke, she talked all the way, but no one knew what she was talking about. The handsome Mir always smiled and nodded his head, which was fitting for her. She also nodded her head frequently, occasionally gesturing with her hands.

They walked out of the corridor and out of the isolation belt. They were getting further and further away from the scene behind them, but they were getting closer and closer to Leng Mubai.

Leng Mubai's eyes were locked on her, and his heart was beating so hard that he could hear the thumping sound. He stood in the middle of the hall, straight and striking, like a barricade that could not be ignored.

He was waiting for Lan Xinyue to come over. Once she recognized him, he would ruthlessly humiliate her …

As time passed, Lan Xinyue got closer and closer, so close that he could hear her voice. She spoke in fluent English, and she was discussing the details and ideas of the exhibition.

There was only one meter left between the two of them … Half a meter... Zero...

However …

Lan Xinyue didn't see him and only spoke as she brushed past him. His complicated feelings instantly sank to the bottom of the Pacific Ocean.

To ignore, to ignore, or to ignore, was it that in her eyes, he was just a neglect …

After the last bit of wavering and gentleness was gone, Leng Mubai was only left with anger. He raised his hand and grabbed onto Lan Xinyue's arm with precision.

If he were to grab onto her arm, he would be able to fiercely ask, "Who is the woman who was lying under him all those years ago when she was singing with a cat? And who is she playing with now …"

He raised his hand from his side.

He extended his finger in the direction of Lan Xinyue …