Wei Zhou said coldly, "Where are you?"
Lan Jian replied, "Airport terminal T 4. Do you guys have a lot of luggage? If not, I'll go get it for you, since we're good buddies."
Hearing him take the initiative, Wei Zhou hung up the phone. Although he wasn't a worm in Lan Jian's stomach, he knew what Lan Jian was thinking. He looked at the sign and Wei Zhou turned around and walked towards terminal T 4.
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Terminal T 4.
From afar, Wei Zhou saw Lan Jian. His gaudy clothes were so flamboyant that he could be seen in the crowd at a glance.
Wei Zhou glanced at Lan Jian with some disdain, then pulled his suitcase and walked over. "What are you doing?"
Hearing his voice, Lan Jian hurriedly turned around and said with a stunned expression, "Where's Su Yan?"
Wei Zhou's expression darkened. Lan Jian was rubbing salt on his wounds.
