The man was wearing a black trench coat and standing outside the door.

There was a hint of fatigue between his stern brows and eyes.

Standing 1.92 meters tall, he was almost as tall as the door frame. He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at Song Hua. His thin lips parted slightly, "Let's get in the car first. I'll explain to you on the way."

"Okay." Song Hua nodded slightly.

"What should I do with the steamed buns?" Yu Tingzhi noticed the fat man on the sofa, "How about I call Dengfeng over?"

"I'll just ask my friends to come over." Song Hua said in a calm tone.

The friend she refers to is Si Yue.

"good."

The two walked out of the unit building in the community one after the other.

The low-key Maybach is parked at the door.

Seeing the two people approaching, the driver immediately opened the door.

Song Hua got into the car.

Yu Tingzhi followed behind.

After getting in the car, Yu Tingzhi handed Song Hua a cup of milk tea.

"A milk tea brand has just come out recently. It is said to taste good. You can try it."

"Thanks."

Song Hua took the milk tea, took a sip, and narrowed her eyes in contentment.

In the hot summer, take a sip of iced milk tea, and all the cells in your body will dance with it.

Look at her like this.

You know milk tea tastes good.

Yu Tingzhi then spoke, "The old man's condition is very bad now. The hospital has diagnosed him with critical illness twice. The prescription you gave me should be taken with Soothing Pills, but now, Soothing Pills are gone."

After he finished speaking, Yu Tingzhi explained how the Soothing Pill disappeared.

Hearing this, Song Hua narrowed her beautiful eyes and asked, "Mengkong?"

"Yes." Yu Tingzhi continued: "Mengkong is the 128th generation descendant of the Meng family."

"Are you talking about Dream Evergreen?"

Song Hua called him by his name, which made Yu Tingzhi stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Meng Changqing was the former head of the Meng family.

He is also Mengkong’s grandfather.

"Yes." Yu Tingzhi nodded slightly.

Song Hua said no more, lowered her head and continued to drink milk tea.

Soon, the car arrived at the airport.

The ticket was bought in business class.

Song Hua's seat is by the window.

Yu Tingzhi sat next to her.

There are six seats in total.

The other four seats are empty.

As soon as I sat down in my seat, the flight attendant came over and asked.

"Miss Song and Mr. Yu, good evening. Our main course for dinner is m9 Wagyu beef and Boston lobster. What do you two want to eat?"

m9 wagyu, Boston lobster?

Although they bought a business class seat.

But the business class seats don’t offer such high-end dishes.

When did airlines become so generous?

Just when Song Hua was confused, the stewardess continued, "You two are very lucky. Today is the 88th anniversary of the establishment of our airline. So the dishes tonight are different from usual."

I see.

Song Hua raised her eyes slightly, "Then give me a steak."

"Okay." The stewardess nodded.

Yu Tingzhi ordered a piece of lobster.

"Here's the drink list. Let's take a look at what you want to drink." The stewardess then handed the drink list to Song Hua and Yu Tingzhi.

Songhua took the drink order, but she didn't expect that milk tea would be provided on the plane. Although she had already drank one cup in the car, Songhua would never get tired of milk tea. "Give me a cup of taro ball milk tea."

"OK."

Yu Tingzhi also ordered a cup of taro ball milk tea.

The stewardess glanced at Yu Tingzhi.

I was a little shocked.

what happened?

Could it be that the milk tea tonight was served by Mr. Song for this Miss Song?

Somewhat incredible.

...

Three hours later, the plane landed at Beijing Airport.

The ground temperature is broadcast in the aircraft cabin.

Jiangcheng is a hot city, with temperatures reaching 289 degrees in all seasons, but it has already entered early autumn in the capital.

The ground temperature at night is only about ten degrees.

Song Hua left in a hurry without changing her clothes.

He was still wearing the Northbridge High School uniform.

A white shirt and a pleated skirt.

It looks a bit thin like this.

As soon as she walked outside the cabin, Song Hua felt the northern customs.

The night wind blew and it was a little chilly.

At this moment, a black windbreaker was draped over her body, still carrying her body temperature.

Song Hua raised her eyes slightly and saw the man putting on her clothes.

He leaned over, the two of them were a little close, and a scent of sandalwood penetrated his nose, with a faint smell of tobacco.

Song Hua could even see the length of his eyelashes clearly.

Long and curvy.

This is the length of eyelashes that can make women scream with envy.

"Get dressed," Yu Tingzhi helped her wrap her windbreaker tightly, "Don't catch a cold."

"Aren't you cold?" Song Hua raised her eyes slightly.

There is a faint starlight in the clear peach blossom eyes.

It makes people dare not look directly into her eyes,

Falling into her eyes without warning, Yu Tingzhi was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes and glanced at his watch, "Why are grown men afraid of the cold?"

The two of them walked forward one behind the other.

Song Hua followed Yu Tingzhi.

His trench coat is very long.

Almost level with her ankles.

She looked like a child who had stolen an adult's clothes.

Looking at it from Song Hua's perspective.

The man's back is slender.

The moonlight shone evenly on his body, revealing a bit of coldness in his abstinence.

At this moment, the man walking in front suddenly stopped.

Song Hua did not stop the car.

boom.
To be continued...