298— Tong Zhian The Fangirl

"So you are telling me that you're part of a gang?" Pei Yueran almost couldn't believe it. But then again, one look at his demeanor and she could.

It was all shockingly strange.

Li Chuanmo felt a headache coming on. "I didn't say that. I just know a few people in that line of business."

Pei Yueran nodded, "Same thing. I didn't know you had it in you, Husband."

Li Chuanmo wasn't sure what to make of this conversation. He had imagined a variety of reactions, but not this one. At least, it was good that she wasn't angry with him.

Then her face changed back to worry, "But would it be alright? After all we've heard stories about how terrifying those people are."

"Don't worry, just trust me."

Pei Yueran held his gaze before nodding, "Right."

Li Chuanmo smiled at her, "Good. Now get up and let's get dressed."

"Alright Boss." She said with a mischievous smile.

Li Chuanmo: "...."

He was definitely not going to hear the last of it anytime soon.

Soon, they set off for the airport. Gao Tinghua had prepared a plane for them, so regrettably, they had to fly Gaoyi Airlines.

Li Chuanmo's face was expressionless, but Pei Yueran knew he was very unhappy. She didn't understand. It was just a plane. Flying it once didn't mean anything.

But she couldn't tell that to Chairman Li. He was currently busy being a big jar of frozen vinegar.

So she engaged him by talking about work, and soon enough, their plane was touching down at the Capital's Guangmin Airport.

Since they were practically the only passengers on the plane, they cleared customs pretty quickly. Waiting for them at the arrivals was Gao Tinghua.

He was wearing a striped navy suit and looking for all the world like the 10th-generation heir he was. He waved discreetly in their direction.

Pei Yueran was the first to see him and she headed towards him. Li Chuanmo followed, dragging their luggage. The man behind Gao Tinghua quickly hurried to take the trolley from his hands.

Tong Zhian bowed respectfully, greeted them and dragged the trolley forward, his heart screaming.

Tong Zhian had never gone with Gao Tinghua on his business trips to City M, so it followed that he had never seen Li Chuanmo. Now seeing him, he was amazed. He used to think his boss was dazzling enough, but who was this high-level specimen ah?

Then seeing how that face did not defrost but instead became colder, he shook. If his boss was the god of Menace, then this person was...a cold immortal seen once in a million years?

Yes, Tong Zhian was "fangirling" hard.

"Elder Sister, Brother-in-law, how was your trip?" Gao Tinghua greeted cordially.

Pei Yueran tried not to cringe as she said, "Fine, thank you. It was kind of you to come pick us up." She felt she could never get used to this chummy form of address.

Li Chuanmo didn't say anything, he just nodded. Tong Zhian took discreet glances at the man pressuring everyone with his not-so-subtle air, noting that near him, Gao Tinghua's aura fell by a bit.

His aura was no joke. High quality.

Tong Zhian's expression was one of admiration. This was a true boss oh.

The trip to the Gao mansion was uneventful. Thanks to Tong Zhian, there was no awkward silence. As he drove, he filled the car with pleasant chatter, pointing out the sights of the Capital.

Pei Yueran really relaxed and listened to his detailed descriptions, asking a few questions occasionally. Li Chuanmo was silent as usual.

The only time Tong Zhian heard him speak was when he wanted Pei Yueran to drink water. When she said she wasn't thirsty, he had said, "You need to stay hydrated."

Up front, Tong Zhian quickly handed a bottle of water to Gao Tinghua.

Gao Tinghua: "???"

Tong Zhian almost rolled his eyes before mouthing, "Give it to her."

Raising a brow at Tong Zhian's impudence, he nevertheless stretched the bottle of water to the back to give it to her, but Li Chuanmo held out a hand to wave him off, "Not that."

Pei Yueran looked at him and shook her head before bringing out a blender jet that contained water, honey and mint leaves. She blended it and opened to drink.

Satisfied, Li Chuanmo took out his own portable blender. It had the same mix as hers and he blended it quickly before tapping it lightly against Pei Yueran's drink, "Cheers."

Tong Zhian's three worldviews collapsed.

Seeing him look so lost, Gao Tinghua smirked, "You're shocked too right?"

At least he wasn't the only one being subjected to a plate of dog food now.

The Tong Zhian suddenly squealed, "How could one person be so cool???"

Gao Tinghua: "...."

Alright, his assistant was brainless.

Without further incidents, they soon arrived at the Gao family mansion.

After living in Li Chuanmo's estate for a few months, Pei Yueran felt she was already immune to the extravagant life of the rich, but when she got down from the car, her mind did another double take before she sighed.

Facing the extravagance of aristocratic families, she had to admit that she could never be completely immune.

This was pure opulence.

That was what was going through her mind, but outwardly, she was pretty calm. She and Li Chuanmo walked steadily side by side, looking as if they were just taking a stroll in their own backyard, instead of into one of the grandest estates in the Capital.

Gao Zhipeng, who was dragged out to wait by his wife, sized her up from afar and grudgingly nodded. It was his first time meeting her, and he had to admit, albeit reluctantly, that she really embodied what an eldest daughter of a prestigious family should look like.

But it was Li Chuanmo that made him stand up straighter. The man walked like a king that knew his worth— confident and at ease with himself.

Gao Zhipeng adjusted the collar of his Tang suit and put on the demeanour he would usually use in the office. It would be a shame to get defeated in aura by such a young man.

Qiao Mingran didn't notice his strangeness at all as she was focused on wiping the sweat on her palms with a scented handkerchief.

She tried not to be nervous, but all the hours of psyching herself up could not compare to this moment. Seeing her daughter walk up to her, she teared up.

After thirty-four years, her daughter was finally where she belonged.

She was home.