Xian Guiying came back to her senses only to see Wei Zhengsheng standing in front of her with a small suitcase in one hand. He was wearing a medium gray casual shirt and his smile was humble and gentle.
"Ah, uh ..." Xian Guiying was at a loss for a moment. She recalled the words flashing in her mind and could not help but feel a little uncomfortable. She immediately straightened her back and smiled, "I wanted to pick you up at the airport since the airport is only 20 minutes away from the ancient city. After I received the news that you were off the plane, it was already too late for me to pick you up there."
Wei Zhengsheng chuckled. "Why are you so formal with me?" He immediately looked down at the little girl on Xian Guiying's legs. "Qianqian, it's been a year since you last saw Uncle Wei. Do you still remember how I look?"
