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Chapter 172 Young Madam

The word "young mistress" sent chills down her spine. Fortunately, there weren't many people at the airport, so no one heard it. Otherwise, she would have been genuinely worried about being reported by someone with ulterior motives.

These days, if you're reported, you'll be investigated.

Outside the airport, a gleaming black sports car was parked at the entrance. The airport was in a remote suburb, and not many people took flights there, so the parking was haphazard.

Just as he got into the car, the mobile phone next to Uncle Wang's driver's seat rang. He reached out and took the phone, then put the receiver on speakerphone: "Young Master and Young Madam have already been picked up and just got into the car."

Immediately, Uncle Wang handed the mobile phone to Huo Jingyuan and said, "The old lady would like to say a few words to you."

"it is good."

Huo Jingyuan held the mobile phone in his hand, and Wen Ci clearly heard his kind voice, "A-Yuan, could you wait at the airport for a little while?"

"What's wrong?" Huo Jingyuan asked.

"I don't know how that girl from the Su family was sent back to Beijing. Your aunt asked me to take care of her. Her flight is in half an hour."

That girl from the Su family.

Upon hearing this, Wen Ci immediately thought of Su Wanqing, and her face furrowed slightly. Why was Su Wanqing like a leech?

You can run into them everywhere.

"Wait half an hour?" Huo Jingyuan frowned slightly, noticing Wen Ci's mood beside him, and took her slender hand in his own.

His rough, large hand rubbed against the back of her hand, as if to comfort her, and he said slowly, "You can just send another car to the airport. I want to see Aci first, so I'll come back to see you first."

"Well."

After hanging up the phone, Huo Jingyuan returned the mobile phone to Uncle Wang and said calmly, "Uncle Wang, let's go straight back to West Lake."

"Ok."

Wen Ci felt the man still rubbing the back of her hand, glared at him, and said in a low voice, "Stop taking advantage of me."

"Is this what you call getting a good deal?"

Huo Jingyuan leaned close to her ear and answered intimately. Although their voices were very soft, the car was only so big, and Uncle Wang could hear them clearly. He glanced at the rearview mirror inside the car.

Although Young Master Huo did not stay in Hangzhou for long.

But having lived in the Huo family for so long, this was the first time I had ever seen him with such a rich expression; before, he always had a cold, handsome face.

He had a distinctly "keep away" expression.

Wen Ci asked curiously, "What exactly is Su Wanqing's relationship with your family? Didn't she grow up abroad?"

“The Su family was among the earliest Chinese to go abroad. Su Wanqing’s grandmother and her grandmother knew each other. After going abroad, the Su family’s house was next to her aunt’s house.”

Wen Ci understood.

It took about an hour to drive from the airport to downtown Hangzhou. Hangzhou is a southern city, and its development is no worse than that of coastal cities.

Some large shopping malls in the city were still playing Hong Kong songs. Wen Ci closed her eyes and listened to the old-fashioned songs, feeling intoxicated.

"You like it?" Huo Jingyuan asked.

Wen Ci slowly opened her eyes and replied, "The tune is quite interesting."

The bright afternoon sun shone on her face, and gradually, the scenery of West Lake came into Wen Ci's eyes, with Leifeng Pagoda not far away.

At this moment, it seems that the wildly popular TV series "The Legend of the White Snake" has not yet been released.

Wen Ci silently recalled that the Legend of the White Snake seemed to have been introduced from Taiwan in the 1990s, and the cast should still be being prepared.

Taiwan and Hong Kong Island are two different places.

"What are you thinking about?" Huo Jingyuan asked.

"I'm thinking how beautiful the scenery here is."

Suddenly, Uncle Wang slowed down the vehicle, stopped at the entrance, rolled down the window, and showed his ID.

Huo Jingyuan glanced at the guards and protective railings outside the car window and asked, "Is it this strict to enter West Lake now?"