Yuncheng Airport…
Song Fengwan helped Old Madam Yan get into the car first. This time, she had brought a lot of Nanjiang specialties over, and the trunk almost couldn't fit everything. After the four of them got into the car, Yan Wangchuan drove while the unfamiliar man sat in the front passenger seat.
The road leading out of the airport was a little congested. Yan Wangchuan gripped the steering wheel tightly and looked at the person beside him. "Thanks for your hard work this time."
"It's what I should do. I just happen to be on holiday, so I don't have much to do. Mother Huang also went back home, so I was worried about Grandma coming here alone." The man's voice was light and soft, and he spoke very politely to Yan Wangchuan.
"When are you going back?"
