ave, and Huo Shaoting was still somewhat courteous, wanting to see her off.Wen Man shook her head.She stood up and smiled faintly: “No need to see me off, Mr. Huo! Thank you for your help to my father...Huo Jiao was very tired.

She hung up the phone and leaned back on the makeup chair, falling asleep as the makeup artist removed her makeup... She woke up groggily after who knows how long.

The agent called her, and there are 10 minutes left until departure.

Ho Jiao let out a cry of pain.

She closed her eyes again and mumbled softly, with a hint of coquettishness: "Then call me in 10 minutes! You don't know how tired I am."

The agent's name is Hongjie.

Hongjie turned her head and looked at the man at the door, waving her hand and lowering her voice: "There's no way! He has morning grumpiness, I can't control him."

Jiang Lan listened and put down what she was holding.

He walked to the sofa next to Huo Jiao and sat down, everyone else instinctively stepped back. He looked at her sleeping face, and the faint dark circles under her eyes, he thought, she shouldn't have gone through such hardships.

He couldn't help himself, he gently touched her face.

Huo Jiao thought it was Hong Jie, and she patted him, naturally holding him in her arms to stop him from moving. Only after a few seconds did she suddenly open her eyes and look at him quietly.

...was what Jiang Lan heard...

She glanced at her watch again. There were only six minutes left before departure. He had come over like this, and they hadn't even had time to say much. In the past, he wouldn't have wasted time like this; he always had endless paperwork to get through.

"How did you get here" Huo Jiao said, her voice raspy.

Jiang Lan leaned towards her and moved her body closer, resting against his shoulder.

Originally, she found it too intimate.

< Not really >

But Jiang Lan sounded quite insistent, she was tired and sleepy, so she just didn't bother to correct him.

Jiang Lan heard her and brought over a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge. "I bought it this morning at Rong Ji, the temperature is just right, eat it while it's hot!"

Huo Jiao didn't refuse, leaning against him and eating.

Jiang Lan brushed the hair from her cheek and said, “I got up at five o'clock. I made milk for Jiang Sheng and changed his diaper. Now Auntie is taking care of him. I brought you some food, and also your usual face mask and moisturizer since we left in a hurry yesterday! The weather in City C is dry, remember to protect your skin.”

Huo Jiao glanced at him: "You still know what brand of face mask I use"

Jiang Lan chuckled,

He pinched her cheek, glancing at her with a hint of tenderness. "Back then, I wouldn't have been so indifferent."

At least, during the time they lived together.

She often throws cosmetics around haphazardly. The more times he looks at them, the more he remembers them naturally.

Huo Jiao remained silent.

She had eaten half the porridge and put it down. Jiang Lan asked her, "Why haven't you finished You always say you love this place's porridge."

"The next few plays, I need to lose 5 pounds."

After she said that, he naturally felt heartbroken.

Actually, Huo Jiao really doesn't have to go through this trouble, but he respects her choices and career. He no longer uses his own thoughts and perspective to judge what she wants to do.

Seeing them snuggled together, I joked, "You two are so lovey-dovey!"

Huo Jiao's expression darkened: "Are we leaving now"

Hong Jie nodded in agreement. She, along with two other staff members, tidied things up and went out first, leaving only a minute or two for Huo Jiao and Jiang Lan to hear.

He didn't speak again, gently pinching her chin and kissing her softly.

Ho Jiao wanted to turn her face away.

He was slightly dominant, his thin lips pressed against hers, his voice a low murmur: "At least three months of being apart!"

She was stunned.

Then he seized the opportunity, entering with passion and tenderness.

Huo Jiao recalled Hongjie's words, and she also felt that it was a bit too mushy...

Later, Jiang Lan sent her to the car.

As the car started, she saw him standing in the rearview mirror. Suddenly, she understood why he had come over... even for just a few minutes of solitude, he needed to be there.

He is making up for it.

...Making up for my initial coldness towards her...

More than two years ago, she went to the airport alone.

And this time, Jiang Lan stood behind her, waiting for her...ll not be able to attend.Wen Man finished everything, calm and composed.But she turned her head and saw Mingzhu leaving with her phone. She thought that Mingzhu was upset because of what just happened...