September 10
Yan Wen stood in the airport terminal, staring intently toward the arrivals exit, afraid he might lose sight of them once the crowd grew too thick.
Mu Xu Ci had both hands in his pockets. "Do you really have to stare that hard? Afraid they'll fly away?"
Yan Wen kept staring. "You don't understand. There are so many people here. If I miss them, won't I have come to pick them up for nothing?"
Mu Xu Ci sighed helplessly. "I'm watching with you. We won't miss them. Look, aren't they right over there?"
No sooner had Mu Xu Ci spoken than Yan Wen spotted Tang Yun waving excitedly at him. Mo Chengzhou stood beside him, with an assistant and a driver following behind—and an extra assistant, too.
Each of the three people behind them pulled a suitcase, staying close to Mo Chengzhou and Tang Yun.
Tang Yun sprinted toward Yan Wen and swept him into a bear hug. "A Yaaaan~"
Yan Wen pushed him away in disgust. "Put that squiggly tone away. You're giving me goosebumps in September."
Tang Yun grinned, showing a mouthful of white teeth. "I wasn't supposed to come for another three days, but my uncle said he had some work to take care of here, so he brought me early."
Yan Wen smiled in greeting. "Mr. Mo."
Mo Chengzhou gave a restrained nod in response. Xiao Qi clicked his tongue repeatedly. Who knew he was such an aloof CEO?
Tang Yun slung an arm around Yan Wen's neck. "Calling him Mr. Mo is so distant. Just call him Uncle like I do."
Yan Wen caught the fleeting twitch of Mo Chengzhou's brow, and an urge to tease him arose. "All right, then. Hello, Uncle."
Mo Chengzhou forced the corners of his mouth upward. "Hello,