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During the more than an hour's drive, Lu Yanshen was immersed in his work and did not care about the outside world at all.

Even though the car was just halfway driven, he casually threw it aside and rang several times in a row, but he didn't take a second look.

The screen of the phone flickered on and off, flickered on and off, and a number that had not been noted kept flashing on the screen. After making several calls but no one answered, the other party seemed to realize something, and finally stopped. A meaningless noise harassment.

Then, after a while, the phone rang again.

But this time it was not a phone call, but a reminder sound of text messages, one after another.

After receiving at least seven or eight text messages in a row, Lu Yanchen, who was immersed in his work, finally became impatient, his eyebrows furrowed coldly, he stopped his work, and took the phone sideways.

In the next second, he turned off the phone and threw it into the armrest box.

The carriage finally fell into silence.

One hour and forty minutes later, the car slowly drove into the underground garage of the international airport and parked in the parking space smoothly.

The driver put on the handbrake and carefully glanced in the rearview mirror, only to see that the president of his company was typing something on the notebook quickly without looking up, and the bluetooth headset on his ear was flickering. There was a blue light, obviously still working, and he didn't even realize that he had arrived at the destination... The driver suddenly felt a little bitter.

He glanced down at his watch, and the time showed that it was already ten past one o'clock in the afternoon.

If he remembered correctly, the secretary had reminded the boss before that the arrival time of Miss Xiang's plane was seven past twelve noon.

International flights are generally not delayed unless there are extremely serious special circumstances.

Say what time it is, basically what time it is.

The error is basically small.

What's more, Miss Xiang took a private plane and took an international special route, so it was almost impossible for her to be delayed.

As early as halfway on the way, he heard the boss's cell phone ringing non-stop, with calls and text messages. He probably also called the lady's entourage.

That is to say... Miss Xiang and Master Ning's private plane probably landed long ago, but the CEO said he was here to pick up the plane, but he was late by more than a miss.

Even when he had already arrived, he still acted like he was not in a hurry to pick him up.

This... how can people say this?If the delay is too long, and Miss Xiang takes Master Ning and leaves first, wouldn't the CEO's trip be in vain?That's not the point, the point is the old man and the old lady at home... If you know that the president's attitude of picking up someone is so perfunctory, and you don't even get it in the end, then you don't know what will happen.

The president may not be worried about this, but he, the driver in charge of pick-up and drop-off, might be angered... The driver feels a big head when he thinks about it, but he doesn't dare to urge Lu Yanchen, he doesn't even dare to remind him .

After thinking about it, he had no choice but to pretend that he didn't know anything, and stayed silent in the driver's seat. Whenever the president remembered, he could pick it up.

Anyway, he didn't dare to meddle casually.

Unfortunately, it turns out that Lu Yanshen's concentration is deeper than the driver imagined.

I don't know if he was really busy with work and forgot to pick up the plane, or he just didn't take it to heart.

The driver didn't dare to remind him, and he turned off the only mobile phone he could reach.

In a quiet environment, it took Lu Yanchen more than an hour to finish processing the work files accumulated in the morning, take off his earphones and close the computer.

And at this time, it was already 02:30 in the afternoon.

The driver finally couldn't help it, and cautiously reminded: "President, Miss Xiang's arrival time...seems to have arrived.

"It's not just here, it's been more than two hours.

With this delay, Miss Xiang might have arrived at the Lu family's old house by car with Young Master Ning back by herself... It's a pity that the driver didn't dare to say this, so he could only complain in his heart.

Lu Yanchen didn't speak either.

After putting away the computer, he stretched out his hand to pinch the center of his brows, and the brows furrowed even tighter. He looked stern and gloomy, and casually glanced at the scene outside the window.

"Are you here?" The driver: "..." The driver didn't know how to answer this question, so he had to answer.

Only then did Lu Yanchen let go of his hand, pushed the door to get out of the car, and walked towards the pick-up room.

He only brought the driver with him this time, and the secretary was sent back to the company for a meeting, so no one followed him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked to the door of the pick-up hall, there was a serious woman in a professional skirt and black-rimmed glasses waiting.

She also seemed to know Lu Yanchen, and when she saw him approaching, she immediately greeted him and said, "Mr. Lu, it's nice to meet you.

"Lu Yan glanced at her deeply, and said nothing coldly, but he recognized her voice.

It was the person who called her in Xiang Yiqing's name before.

Not surprisingly, it should be Xiang Yiqing's personal secretary.

The expression on the woman's face was serious and rigid, as if carved out of wood, impersonal, and she spoke in a businesslike tone: "Let me introduce myself, I am Miss Yiqing's personal secretary, and my surname is Li.

The private plane of Ms. Yiqing and Young Master Lu landed around noon today. When she learned that Mr. Lu would pick up the plane, Ms. Yiqing has been waiting for you in the VIP room.

Please come with me.

"After a short and polite speech, Secretary Li reached out his hand for a gesture, and then led the way ahead.

Lu Yan followed her expressionlessly, as if he didn't understand the hidden meaning in her words, and didn't respond at all.

Secretary Li didn't say much, and dutifully led him to the VIP room on the third floor.

As soon as the door of the VIP room was opened, a small, thin figure ran out of it, and jumped into Lu Yanchen's arms excitedly.

A slightly hoarse boy's voice sounded, "Second Uncle!" Hearing this address, Lu Yanchen's originally indifferent eyebrows and eyes suddenly softened a bit, stretched out his arms, and naturally embraced the small body in his arms, pausing for a moment, Then she bent down and hugged him, her tone was actually gentler than that of Cheng Cheng.

"Sorry, Ning Ning, the second uncle is late, have you been waiting for a long time?" The little boy sitting in his arms looked about the same age as Cheng Cheng, but his figure was a little weaker than Cheng Cheng , delicate and beautiful eyebrows and eyes, white skin, wearing a big medical mask on the small face, almost covering most of the face, but still can see the obvious sickness.

He has short chestnut-colored soft hair, big black and round eyes, clean and beautiful pupils, just looking at the contours of his eyebrows and eyes exposed outside the mask, he is five or six points similar to Cheng Cheng, like a biological brother.