It's Sunday, and Song Qiyue has scheduled a flight back in the evening.

In the evening, Shao Fei's phone came to urge, "The plane at night!" Don't forget to board the plane! Beware of being late! ”

"Got it." Song Qiyue had a headache when he heard it, "Fei'er, you are like a parrot." ”

"Do you think I'm going to be so long-winded? I don't know who it is? What made me the way I am now? Shao Fei counted her down a bunch over there, and then dropped two words "hang up", and hung up her phone like this.

Song Qiyue raised his eyebrows, who is who's boss now? What a rebellion!

Seeing that the time was about to leave, Song Jinzhi was still about to drive her, but it was still Song Jinzhi who drove her.

Aunt Jun was very reluctant, she was going to send her to the airport, but Song Qiyue didn't let her, only let her rest at home, yesterday she was punished for kneeling for one night, Aunt Jun didn't sleep well all night, her eyes were all blue, she really couldn't bear it.

Moreover, she didn't like the farewell scenes.

The car went to the airport, and along the way, Song Qiyue and Jinzhi chatted, talked about interesting things from childhood, and also talked about his studies.

Song Qiyue smiled, "Your college life is really colorful. ”

"No, it's much more fun than going to work. If my mother hadn't asked me to come back, I really wouldn't want to go back to China. Song Jinzhi meant, Song Qiyue understood, obviously he didn't want to enter the Song family. At least, there is absolutely no such desire now.

After arriving at the airport, in the hall, Song Qiyue stood in front of him and said, "At the age of play, just have fun." There is nothing at all to be willful, whose youth is not so presumptuous. ”

When Song Jinzhi heard this, he laughed, so brightly, "Sister, when my uncle heard you say this, he was going to be angry again." ”

"Hah! Anyway, my uncle is used to it! Song Qiyue also smiled.

"That's right!"

The two said goodbye in the hall, and Song Qiyue watched him leave, and then went to the boarding gate.

It's just that as soon as she turned around, she found that not far behind her, there was a group of people standing.

The man's figure is long and eye-catching, with black hair covering his black eyes, and he is a gentle and elegant noble son. With him as the leader, flanked by Qi Jian and He Sangsang, his cronies were always on the side.

The people coming and going in the airport were a little noisy, but not too much.

Song Qiyue looked directly at him, and she smiled.

Mo Zhengyan also saw her, and after last night's dinner, she seemed to be safe and sound, at least so she looked at it.

What's more, as she stepped forward, he saw her walking towards him.

Mo Zhengyan watched her come to him, and Song Qiyue looked at him and smiled, "Such a coincidence, uncle." ”

"Back to Port City?" He asked casually, and on her face, there really wasn't a trace of emotion that had been hit.

"yes, you're going back too?"

"I'm flying to England." Mo Zhengyan replied.

"Mr. Mo, let's go get the boarding pass." Qi Jian and He Sangsang beside him were very knowledgeable, and the two of them left with a sigh of return.

The hall was still full of people, but there were no barriers between them.

Mo Zhengyan moved his lips and suddenly said, "I went back yesterday and was trained." ”

"It's okay, it's nothing." She was very relaxed, but there was a glimmer of light in her eyes.

"However, Uncle is clever and can guess anything. I'm sure you've guessed what yesterday's dinner was for. It's just that I'm also curious," Song Qiyue smiled, she looked into his eyes and said, "You already know that this is a game, why do you have to take the bait." ”

"In July, although some games start by you, they don't end when you say it's over." His eyes were indifferent, but he told her a clear message.

That's it - this game, he's the terminator!

"And," he paused, "I'm interested in you." ”

The words seemed to be true and false, and Song Qiyue smiled, "Hey, since you're interested, it really hurts my heart to reject me like this yesterday." ”

His black eyes always seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

The words were cold and ruthless, as he had been from the beginning, "I don't want to send it to the door." ”