"Third Young Master, you've just gotten off the plane, don't you want to rest for a bit?" Lie Feng was worried about his health.
"No need. With such a large shipment, it's necessary to clear the channels and make all the trade preparations before it arrives," he didn't want to waste any time.
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"Why are you crying? Are you very upset?" Ying walked over, plucked the flowers in front of Ye Lu, the tear drops on them brimming and even touching, reflecting the sunlight.
Ying looked down at the tears on the petals, his bewildered eyes becoming even more blurred.
"These are tears of joy." Ye Lu was in a good mood, her face teeming with smiles, "To worry for a person, to miss a person, to be anxious for a person, to have him fill your heart, feeling worried and sad when you don't see him, but wholly happy when you do. How could I be upset?"
Ying squinted his eyes, quietly watching her radiant smile, as if basking her face in brilliant sunshine.
