On the day Li Mubai went abroad, the sky was still hazy.

Gray clouds, gathering a rich chill. The autumn rain, with a little desolation and resentment, is densely woven into a curtain of rain.

Out of town, international airport.

There are two hours left before the flight to country Z. The black Rolls-Royce was already parked on the side of the asphalt road.

In the back seat, Li Mubai reclined on the leather cushion. Qingjun's face was stained with a little sadness. Dark blue eyes, but from time to time look at the entrance of the airport.

He looked for the familiar and graceful figure among the scattered pedestrians.

It's just that time is passing little by little, his eyes are slightly sour, and the person he is looking forward to is late......

Chapter 119 of "Billions of Presidents Come to Collide with Marriage" The departure of the senior is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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