January 20.
Early in the morning, Ji Qinglan drove Xiao Bei to the private aircraft parking area at Hangzhou International Airport.
"Wifey, we won't see each other for over a month!"
Sitting in Ji Qinglan's car, Xiao Bei looked at her reluctantly.
Ji Qinglan looked at Xiao Bei and wrapped her arms around his neck.
Her gaze met his.
Her eyes brimmed with love.
"Hubby, if you miss me, I'll go to the Imperial Capital to see you!"
At that, Xiao Bei smiled and nodded.
Ji Qinglan looked at Xiao Bei, then kissed him.
After the kiss.
Ji Qinglan looked at Xiao Bei and said, "Hubby, it's getting late. You need to leave, or you won't make it in time!"
Hearing Ji Qinglan's words, Xiao Bei smiled faintly.
"Then be good and wait for me in Hangzhou!"
At that, Ji Qinglan smiled softly.
After lingering affectionately with Ji Qinglan for a while, Xiao Bei got out of the car and headed straight for the private plane nearby.
It was a gift from his mother, Ye Rou.
Xiao Ling had already returned to the Imperial Capital last week.
As for going to see An Ruojie, that would have to wait until next year.
Because next year, Xiao Ling would be attending school in Shanghai.
After boarding the plane, Xiao Bei looked around.
He had to admit, his mother had really gone all out.
It was a Gulfstream G600 business intercontinental large private jet.
The plane had not only a living room, but also bedrooms.
A movie room, meeting room, cigar room—everything one could think of was there.
Even things one could not think of were there.
Xiao Bei ignored the accompanying flight attendants.
He went straight to a bedroom and fell asleep.
When he woke up, the plane was already over