Yue Qingqing and Gong Qiming arrived at the airport and entered the VIP waiting room.
The plane to Beijing was set to fly in two hours.
There was a fruit plate on the table in the waiting room, and Yue Qingqing picked up a juicy orange, ready to take a bite.
But Gong Qiming suddenly let out a sly chuckle.
"Our timing couldn't have been better," he said.
Yue Qingqing, "?"
While Qiao Jing was out making a call to arrange work, Gong Qiming magically pulled out a trumpet flower from his sleeve and placed it in front of Yue Qingqing.
Yue Qingqing suddenly realized, "What did you leave at my house?"
"I couldn't bear to part with Grandma Lin, and I was planning on using this to say goodbye to her again," he explained.
Gong Qiming was talkative, but he was no fool.
He had guessed something from Grandma Lin's beaming questions, and considering his junior sister always said Grandma Lin supported her a lot, Gong Qiming did not hold back.
