Two hours later, Luo Sui'an walked out of the airport dragging her suitcase. The cold wind hitting her face made her shiver. The white snow that caught her eyes gave her a warm feeling.
"Is this Miss Luo?" Someone got out of the car and came over to ask.
Luo Suian nodded.
The other party grinned: "We are the driver hired by Mr. Ye, and we are responsible for taking you home."
Ye Yixing told her about this and showed her the driver's photo and the car's license plate. She nodded and handed the suitcase to him, then got into the car.
The driver was a native of the Northeast. As soon as he started the car, he started chatting familiarly. Luo Sui'an also chatted with him from time to time. Ye Yixing called halfway.
"I'm halfway there, have you gotten off the plane?" Luo Suian answered the phone and smiled involuntarily.
Ye Yixing didn't know what she said, and she giggled again.
We chatted for a while before hanging up the phone.
Ye Yixing casually put his cell phone in his pocket, turned around and almost bumped into someone, startling him.
"Why are you here?" Ye Yixing took a step back.
"What nonsense are you asking? Of course I'm here to pick you up." Ye Xingjian said speechlessly.
"I think you just came to scare me." Ye Yixing walked around him and walked forward.
Ye Xingjian followed behind and asked with a smile: "Brother, tell me honestly, are you in love?"
"None of your business." Ye Yixing did not intend to satisfy his curiosity.
"I am your biological brother." Ye Xingjian said, "It is not natural for a younger brother to care about his elder brother."
"Thanks, no need." Ye Yi walked quickly and got into the car first after leaving the airport.
Ye Xingjian then wanted to get into the car. Ye Yixing pointed at the co-pilot: "Are you sitting in the front?"
"Why?" Ye Xingjian asked.
Ye Yixing: "I want to catch up on my sleep."
Ye Xingjian took a deep breath and moved to the front to sit.
The driver started the car and Ye Yixing fell asleep.
Ye Xingjian held it in for a few seconds but still couldn't hold it in: "I sacrificed my sleeping time all the way to pick you up, and you just let me watch you sleep?"
"I didn't let you see it." Ye Yixing turned around and gave him a slap on the back of his head.
Ye Xingjian gritted his teeth: "I will never come to pick you up again."
Ye Yixing said nothing more.
Ye Xingjian angrily ordered the driver: "Drive faster."
The driver said yes, but didn't step on the accelerator. Young Master Yixing was sleeping, and he was so timid that he didn't dare to drive fast.
The car drove slowly and leisurely to Lantingju. At first, Ye Xingjian was still sulking. Later, he was too sleepy and fell asleep. It was not until he was woken up by the driver that he realized that he had arrived home.
Ye Xingjian subconsciously turned his head back, and there was still Ye Yixing's shadow.
"Where's my brother?" Ye Xingjian asked.
"Master Yixing will go back to his room to rest first," the driver replied.
Ye Xingjian exploded: "He left on his own and didn't call me?"
Driver: "Master Yixing said you were sleeping so soundly and couldn't bear to call you."
The original words are: "He sleeps like a pig, don't call him, so as not to annoy me."
"If I pick him up from now on, I will be a pig." Ye Xingjian slammed the door with a bang, and the driver who had not yet gotten out of the car was shaken.
The driver shook his head in a funny way. He had no idea how the genes mutated. The eldest young master had a calm temperament, and the son he gave birth to was like the second young master. The second young master had a wild temper, but his son was as calm as the eldest young master.