1092. Chapter 1092 He Actually Doesn't Like You That Much 9
Queen Mother Liu then seemed to remember something, "By the way, Xixi, are you in a hurry?"
She hesitated and hesitated: "It's okay...it's okay...I was taking the flight back today...I wanted to give you a surprise..."
"Today's flight? Just in time, Xixi, I've been looking forward to your return..." Liu Daqing was really happy, "I'll send someone to pick you up at the airport, and prepare your favorite side dishes to wait for you... By the way
, are you about to board the plane?”
"..."
"Hahaha, this is really a big surprise, Xixi, I'll wait for you at home..."
She hesitated for a few words and didn't mention the loss of her passport. She only comforted Empress Dowager Liu for a few words and then hung up the phone.
A man was sitting slumped on a chair, staring wide-eyed at the passengers of various nationalities and races with different skin colors. Who among them stole his passport?
What did they want to do after they stole their passports and boarding passes?
I shuddered in my heart, but there was no one I could discuss with. I just twisted my fingers and fidgeted.
There has never been a moment when I needed Wang Donglin so much.
More necessary than the Harvard graduation ceremony - no, no, no, far more than that.
At that time, all I needed was icing on the cake, but at this time, I needed help in times of need. At least, hearing his voice would give me more comfort and courage.
She was unwilling to give in and dialed Wang Donglin's mobile phone again - he had that number with him.
No matter how busy or upset he is - but all I need from you is this moment.
However, after calling several times, no one answered.
Foot-picking man, please, please answer the phone.
Brother Donglin, please, I need you - give me some advice, I'm too scared.
When people are in the most critical situation, they always instinctively turn to the people they trust most for help.
She ignored his impatience and repeatedly dialed the phone. The last time, he finally answered, "Xixi, stop making trouble... I'm busy..."
She stammered: "The big guy who picks his feet..."
"What on earth happened?"
She suddenly couldn't speak any more and just remained stupidly silent.
"Okay, it's not convenient for me to talk here... I'll call you tomorrow..."
Then, she hung up the phone before she could speak.
Almost all the passengers in this area have left, except Yu Yanxi, standing alone in the center holding her cell phone.
For the first time in my life, I understood that I was the only one left.
Even Huang Xiaojue will be gone. He has already issued the final warning in his dream - maybe the Chinese who was unfortunately shot in Canada is him...
When we are in adversity, we will always emit distant electromagnetic induction in the people closest to us - this is a situation that even scientists cannot explain.
If that person is really Huang Xiaojue, what else can I care about in this life?
Once I think of this, all thoughts are gone.
At this time, the final announcement was already being made on the radio: the plane is about to take off, and passengers who have not boarded the plane are asked to board the plane as soon as possible.
After the last broadcast, the boarding channel will be closed.
At this time, Yan Xixi suddenly rushed forward. The man who stole his passport must have been on the plane. If he chased after him, wouldn't he be able to catch him?
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In the emergency room, the lights are brightly lit.
Soon, he was transferred to the extremely exclusive VIP ward.
Zhang Chuchu lay on the hospital bed and fell asleep. She cut her wrists to commit suicide, but the wound was very shallow and her face was a little pale.
The doctor said: "Don't worry, you two, everything is fine. Have a good night's rest and you can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."
