Jiang Li Returns to the Capital

At this moment, Zhou Chao was holding a bouquet of flowers, anxiously pacing back and forth at the airport exit. Time was ticking away.

Zhou Chao glanced at the time; it was already 7:40 in the evening. The plane should have landed by now. He gazed at the exit, but there was still no sign of anyone emerging. A slight furrow appeared on Zhou Chao's forehead, but he quickly relaxed as he saw some people coming out of the exit.

Zhou Chao positioned himself at the railing's edge, his gaze unwaveringly locked onto the arrival gate, eagerly seeking the enchanting silhouette he had been yearning for.

A figure in white emerged from the airport exit, dragging a large suitcase that seemed a bit cumbersome. She looked around as soon as she exited until she spotted the familiar figure in the crowd. She then walked briskly toward him, pulling her luggage.