When the plane finally landed at the airport unharmed, Bai Qimeng gradually came back to her senses, and after confirming with her own eyes that she was still sitting on the plane intact, and the scenery outside the window was already Paris, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn't until she got off the plane and stepped onto real land that she finally believed that everything that had just happened was true.

She had just almost died from the weather, and she could even feel the Grim Reaper opening the door to her, and she would enter as soon as she took a step forward.

Bai Qimeng and Yang Yi walked into the airport with each other's arms, and after passing the entry in a daze, after picking up the suitcase, they slowly walked towards the exit step by step.

As soon as she walked out of the exit, before Bai Qimeng could call Lin Qing to tell her that she was coming, she felt as if she had seen Yan Weiming in the crowd.

Just when she thought it was an illusion, she saw someone suddenly rush towards her, and before she could see who it was, she was hugged to death.

The body of the person holding her was very cold, and even a little familiar, if she hadn't felt this person's breathing and heartbeat herself, she would definitely feel that this person was dead.

Bai Qimeng was stunned, raised his head, and saw that the person he was hugging was Yan Weiming!

Let's not talk about why he hugged himself, she was followed by the crew, he was hugging himself here, if it was spread out, something big would definitely happen!

"Yan..."Bai Qimeng was about to make a sound, but Yan Weiming hugged her tightly again.

What's wrong with him? How does it seem like a different person?

Bai Qimeng was puzzled in his heart, and felt that he had been hugged too hard and his whole body hurt, so he symbolically struggled for a while.

"Wait a minute, just let me hug it for a few more seconds, just a few seconds." The man's voice trembled slightly, and the pleading in his tone made Bai Qimeng stop struggling.

Bai Qimeng heard that he was afraid, but what was he afraid of?

After more than ten seconds, Yan Weiming let go of his hand, and Bai Qimeng only saw him clearly at this time.

The man who should have been very delicate was very embarrassed at this time, with a messy hairstyle, a somewhat tired face, and a suit and trench coat that he hastily put on in a panic.

"Mr. Yan, are you okay?" Bai Qimeng asked softly, looking at the man's appearance, a little worried.

She couldn't care about the expressions of Yang Yi and the staff behind her, looking at the man's appearance, she really couldn't let go.

"It's okay... Let's go, I'll take you back to the hotel. Yan Weiming knew that he was a little embarrassed, so he turned around and took Bai Qimeng and his party out of the airport and took the car back to the hotel.

Yan Weiming didn't know when he ordered someone to prepare another car, Bai Qimeng and Yang Yi sat in Yan Weiming's car, and the rest of the staff sat in another car.

Along the way, Yan Weiming didn't say a word again, and he didn't even look at her.

In Bai Qimeng's impression, Yan Weiming is always the most perfect existence, no matter what kind of occasion he is, he is always dressed very decently.

Every gesture reveals etiquette and upbringing, even on important occasions, he has never made any mistakes, he is like the most perfect person in the world.

But since she witnessed Yan Weiming's crazy appearance in the lounge last time, she felt that she didn't know Yan Weiming at all, and even at this moment, she couldn't guess his thoughts and practices.

Was he worried about himself because he was so flustered?

Or is it all her own passion, and he just needs an outlet for his emotions?