After Song Ci got off the plane and came out of the arrival gate, she saw Fan Cheng standing there from afar.
He was wearing a long British-style trench coat, which made him look very dashing because of his height.
Seeing her, he raised his hand to greet her.
Song Ci walked over, looking at him, "Why are you here to pick me up?"
"Mrs. An couldn't leave, and she was worried about you. I happened to be free." He glanced at her, his expression not very pleasant, "Are you okay?"
Song Ci said, "I'm fine."
Fan Cheng had someone help her load her luggage into the car and walked with her out. The car was waiting outside.
In the car, Song Ci asked, "Is my mom very busy?"
"She has been busy with some things recently. But she's almost done." Fan Cheng glanced at her, "Why, are you unhappy? This doesn't seem like you."
After all, she has always been a little grown-up, often the joy of everyone.
