He drove the car at the fastest speed ever, weaving in and out of danger along the way.
Unfortunately, due to the storm just now, a serious traffic accident occurred on the outer ring road leading to the airport. Several cars collided and the entire road was blocked.
There was a long queue of cars.
Ling Ang was stuck in the middle, his body seemed to be burning with ten fires, and he was so anxious that all the blood in his body was about to spurt out.
Every second he felt like he was suffering on the 18th floor.
He didn't know how long it took, but it was so long that his heart was about to burst, and the road finally opened.
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Standing in the spacious waiting hall, watching the passengers walking in a hurry, Ling Ang felt confused.
Because he didn't know which country Wang Aoshuang was going to, he didn't know which boarding gate she was at, so he had to look for her one by one.
He quickly shuttled through the crowded terminal, constantly searching for her figure.
Various faces floated past his eyes, like her lips, her eyes, and her eyebrows, but they were not her face.
Various silhouettes passed through his sight, but none of them were familiar to him.
I don't know how long he had been searching. His eyes looked at almost every passenger, but there was no one with her pretty face.
His bright eyes slowly dimmed, becoming like beads covered with cloth, without any brilliance.
A strong sense of loss hit his heart, and he knew that she was really gone and disappeared from his sight.
He hadn't explained everything clearly to her, but she actually left like this.
She really thought he was going to get married and not want her anymore.
But she didn't know that he would give up everything for her.
He said he would love her forever and he would keep his promise, but she did not wait for his arrival.
Dizziness filled his head, the airport buildings were spinning in front of his eyes, and he felt like everything was blurry.
One group of passengers left and another group came in the lobby.
He didn't know how long he stood in the hall, and finally left sadly.
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Two days later, in Jiang Li's club.
Ling Ang held his head with one hand, his eyes closed deeply, and his handsome brows were filled with deep thoughts.
Jiang Li put a glass of vodka in front of him and sat down himself, with the same dull expression on his face.
He glanced at Ling Ang lightly and said, "Don't be so sad. I'm with you, right?"
Pain flashed across Ling Ang's eyes, "But you know where Manman is, but I don't even have any news."
"Who locked up the information so tightly? Can't find any information about her leaving the country?"
Ling Ang frowned, "It should be Lan Yuchi."
"Then you go find him."
"He wouldn't tell me so easily."
Jiang Li was a little confused, "Why did Lan Yuchi hide it from you?"
Ling Ang said solemnly: "Because he is no longer the Lan Yuchi he was before."
Jiang Li pursed his lips as if understanding, but said nothing.
Ling Ang remained silent for a long time, then stood up, "I thought of a way to get Lan Yuchi to tell me."
He turned around and walked out. When he reached the door, he turned back and said, "Forgive Manman, let's compete to see who can find the person first."
Jiang Li took a sip of vodka and said, "I won't go find her."
"Stop telling the truth."
Jiang Li's eyes flickered, he said nothing and continued to drink alone.