Airport.
As soon as Huo Song saw Momo, he noticed her face was pale.
Naturally, he also saw Ye Zhan standing a few meters away in the cold.
He silently watched in their direction, his powerful aura quietly spreading over.
Huo Song took the luggage from Momo's hand, and as he turned to head inside the hall, he asked with concern, "Junior Sister, are you feeling unwell?"
"I'm fine."
Momo shook her head.
She couldn't help but turn her head to look; the man and his car were gone.
The small hand at her side subconsciously clenched, and Momo asked Huo Song, "Senior Brother, what time is your flight?"
"In an hour."
Huo Song gave a gentle smile and explained warmly, "I didn't know when you were flying to G City, but I thought it wouldn't be too late, so I got a ticket for the morning."
"..."
"Junior Sister, I'm very happy you messaged me."
He thought she must have seen his post on social media last night.
