When the airport arrived at the lobby, another wave of arrivals dispersed, and the number of people who picked up the plane was reduced like a few left.

Ai Qianqian leaned the pick-up pass to the fence, picked up his phone and was about to call Ruimei, but the other party called first.

Ruimei has already joined Wu Yaoyang and the money dealer.

"Look at the money shop, don't let him take Yangyang to make trouble. How about Snowball? Yangyang won't run around with his cat, right? Yangyang didn't eat anything for a day, so you must take him to eat something good. By the way, Yangyang didn't have a good rest last night. You can take him back to rest early, don't forget to let him change into his newly bought pajamas..."

At this moment, I suddenly felt like an old mother, and Ruimei would definitely laugh at her.

Ai Qianqian bit Feng Feng's lower lip and waited for Ruimei to make fun of her.

"The pet doctor said that Snowball is old and has aging and deteriorating organs in the body, and is a little malnourished. He needs to stay in the pet hospital for several days to be treated and observed. Yang Yang is very sad to separate from Snowball."

Ruimei secretly glanced at Wu Yaoyang. Wu Yaoyang really seemed a little sad. Even if he separated from the person he liked, he would be sad even if he had a day left!

Raspberry deeply agrees.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of Yangyang for you. Try to go home as soon as possible, don't let others wait..."

Listening to the smile of Meili, Ai Qianqian finally felt relieved.

"You can say a few words to Yangyang!"

Ruimei handed the phone to Wu Yaoyang, who held the phone and didn't know what to say for a moment.

He doesn't want to inquire about other people's privacy, and he won't be able to make any talk.

"I found the license plate and I should have sold it with your company at that time."

The other party's silence made Ai Qianqian confused.

"It's not bad news."

Wu Yaoyang tried hard to make himself smile and said that he had caused too much trouble to Ai Qianqian, and Ai Qianqian's friends.

He looked at the money shop. The money shop was ordering vegetables, and today he made the money shop spend a lot.

He looked at the tip of his shoes again, and the latest beige spliced ​​casual shoes, which were as comfortable as wearing cotton, but the price was also very popular.

"You go back early to rest, and I can go home in three days."

"Okay, don't work too hard."

"It's not hard work, I just accompany my dad's client to stroll around. It's a female client. My dad has no time to arrange his business trip..."

Worried that Wu Yaoyang was misunderstood, Ai Qianqian explained, and suddenly reached out and pressed his hand on his lips, not understanding why he had to explain these to Wu Yaoyang.

"Okay, I get it. You don't have to worry about me, goodbye!"

As if he felt Ai Qianqian's emotions, Wu Yaoyang returned his phone to Ruimei after saying that.

At this time, the money shop ordered the dishes and found that Meimei was talking on the phone with Ai Qianqian. She wanted to say a few words, Meimei immediately said goodbye to Ai Qianqian and hung up the phone. He was so angry that he rolled up his arms and sleeves and stared at him.

"When you will have good fruits to eat!"

The money house pointed the tip of the berry berry from the air, then smiled and approached Wu Yaoyang, whispering:

"After the meal, my brother will take you to the bar to play. Have you never been there? You can go there at the age of nineteen. Recently, my friend opened a new bar by the river and it is very romantic."

The money bank blinked, and the look was meaningful.

The radio rang out quickly and another flight arrived. This time it shouldn't be wrong.

Ai Qianqian quickly raised his pick-up pass.

The eyes passed through the rush of people, and guessed what kind of person the father’s female guest was. It is said that men have a relatively fixed aesthetic sense. Will the father’s “female guest” be similar to his mother?

Just as her arms were sore and the small wooden sign in her hand was about to fall from afar, she saw the woman.

The woman was wearing a silky quarter-sleeved long dress with sporadic orange flowers and green light gray geometric patterns on the white background, and a white lace V-neck, looking fashionable, elegant and high-end. With her pace, a pair of half-heeled white lambskin sandals were looming under the hem of the skirt.

The woman is wearing gold-edged sunglasses, tall and well-proportioned, her white cheeks are tight and three-dimensional, and her shoulder-falling black hair is slightly curly scattered on her chest, which is particularly eye-catching in the abortion.
Chapter completed!