"Sister Song, I'm still in the hotel, see you at the airport tomorrow."
"How is your cold?" Song Jia asked.
"It's better, I bought some medicine." Jiang Shiyu's voice was still a little hoarse.
"Okay then, take a good rest and don't be late tomorrow."
"Don't worry, Miss Song."
Only then did Song Jia hang up the phone in peace, and took An Wen to the room to discuss the upcoming itinerary.
An Quan took out his cell phone and made a call.
"Have you found her?"
"Mr. An, not yet. She left after checking out of Hotel V. There is no news of her from the hotel yet." The other party said.
"Don't check." An Quan said.
"yes."
He could see her tomorrow anyway.
The next day, the airport.
The whole An family came to see An Wen off, and the Chu family was going back to China.
"Berlin Film Festival, Wenwen, Auntie will watch the live broadcast." Mother Chu held An Wen's hand reluctantly.
"I will wear the dress my aunt gave me to walk the red carpet." An Wen said obediently.
"Our Wenwen will definitely overwhelm the audience in that dress," Chu Ma said happily.
Her daughter looked more and more beautiful, An Ma said proudly: "Of course."
The two mother fans have the same idea.
When An Quan left for the first time, his mind was not on his sister, and he looked around for another person after getting out of the car.
Finally, I saw it.
Xiao Jiang pushed the suitcase and walked in this direction. She was wearing a knee-length down jacket and a thick scarf around her neck. She looked chubby.
In fact, she is quite thin, An Quan thought.
Seeing Jiang Shiyu, Song Jia asked with concern, "Have you recovered from your cold?"
Jiang Shiyu nodded and followed the team, her head was still huddled in the scarf and only a pair of eyes could be seen.
An Quan walked in her direction.
Jiang Shiyu seemed to have noticed it, she pushed her luggage and quickened her pace, and soon reached the front of the line.
An Quan did not catch up.
After that, Jiang Shiyu followed closely beside An Wen with her head buried.
"Little Jiang, is your cold better?" An Ma asked concerned.
"It's much better, thank you auntie for your concern." Jiang Shiyu said politely.
"You young people should pay more attention to your body, and you must wear more clothes when it's cold."
"Understood, auntie."
Jiang Shiyu nodded obediently, and continued to follow An Wen.
Before boarding the plane, An Wen bid farewell to everyone.
"Jiang Shiyu, come here." An Quan said suddenly.
An Wen and the others didn't hear the farewell, but Song Jia heard it clearly, and looked at Jiang Shiyu puzzled.
When did these two become so familiar
When Jiang Shiyu heard this, she buried her head in the scarf and pretended not to hear.
An Quan walked towards her, Jiang Shiyu stepped back and grabbed An Wen's hand.
An Quan stopped.
"Xiao Jiang, what's the matter?" An Wen asked her.
"It's almost time, let's board the plane." Jiang Shiyu said with her head buried.
An Wen's eyes flashed with confusion, and she looked in Song Jia's direction.
Song Jia gave her an "I don't know either" look.
Three people board the plane.
An Quan looked at Jiang Shiyu's chubby back, raised his eyebrows, and a smile flashed in his eyes.
After Jiang Shiyu couldn't see An Quan, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It's so embarrassing that she can't see him at all now.
"Little Jiang, aren't you hot?" Song Jia asked suddenly, reaching out to help Jiang Shiyu take off her scarf.
"I'm not hot." Jiang Shiyu retracted her head into the scarf.
Song Jia had already made a move, but Jiang Shiyu wanted to resist, the scarf was pulled off, revealing the half-scabby wound on her mouth.
"Little Jiang, what's the matter with your mouth?"