Qiao Lei: "I asked the senior for flight information, but he didn't tell me, and Sister Ji Ya didn't reply either."
Long Jinghan: "Are we still going to pick him up?"
Qiao Lei: "How can we pick him up? We don't even know what time he lands, let alone which exit."
Long Jinghan: "@Liu Er Candy isn't bitter, Meng Lu sister, what do you think?"
In Puyue Bay, apartment 1502, Liew Menglu was practicing yoga in front of a full-length mirror.
She converted one of the four rooms into a gym.
There's a treadmill, a spinning bike, and some equipment along with light dumbbells, and for yoga and posture, there's a whole wall covered with mirrors right in front of her.
Her phone 'ding-dong' chimed, Liew Menglu wiped the fragrant sweat from her forehead, picked it up, and immediately smiled radiantly.
She typed a reply: "Shen Yuan not telling us the flight info means he doesn't want us to pick him up, so there's no need to go."
