Chapter 1206: Chapter 1203: Departure
The flamboyantly red sports car dropped Chu Wu off at the hotel, and before getting out, Chu Wu gave a helpless smile, "I was hoping to leave with some flair."
Bi Xia snorted, "It’s not like a couple breaking up, so what’s the deal with flair?"
Saying this, she glanced sideways at Chu Wu, "Alright, go on up. I’ll try to be back by six. If I can’t make it, just change your flight automatically. Honestly, even if you could make it back by six, they’ll still make you change it."
Listening to Bi Xia’s bossy tone, Chu Wu laughed, "What happened to the stoic little one who couldn’t get a word out before? So domineering now!"
Bi Xia tugged at the corner of her mouth, "Never been stoic around you."
After getting out of the car, just as Chu Wu was about to enter the hotel, she suddenly turned around and knocked on the driver’s side window. The window slowly rolled down, and Bi Xia propped one hand on the window frame, her eyes, hidden behind sunglasses, slightly raised, "What’s up?"
"Reminding you to change your clothes," Chu Wu smiled, taking off the black baseball cap from her long hair and placing it on Bi Xia’s soft short hair, patting the top like an older sister, "Go on, be careful."
The flamboyantly red sports car sped away, leaving Chu Wu standing quietly at the hotel entrance, watching the exhaust dissipate. Suddenly, her peach blossom eyes, hidden behind sunglasses, paused for a moment, and she softly murmured, "Don’t worry, she won’t get into trouble... I’ll say goodbye to her for you..."
As the turbulent and sometimes cold, sometimes wicked peach blossom eyes finally settled back to calm, the red lips curled into a faint, gentle smile, and she turned to walk in the opposite direction of the hotel.
The slender hand pulled out a phone from the pocket and dialed a number, "Xuan, are you ready?"
"Mr. Wu, everything is ready. The plane will arrive at Yan City Airport in ten minutes, but..." the voice on the other side hesitated, "we discovered there is a military aircraft here."
Upon hearing this, her eyebrows furrowed tightly, "Check the serial number."
"No registered number, it should be private," Han Xuan calmly analyzed, "but there was news of people from the Chen Family arriving in Yan City a week ago."
Her steps paused slightly, thinking of something, her red lips curled into an icy smile, but her feet didn’t stop as she headed straight toward a low-key, dark motorcycle parked by the roadside. No matter how much Bi Xia had planned, she never imagined Chu Wu would rent a motorcycle so out of character as a backup.
With a long stride, one foot supported on the ground, and the other on the pedal, her lazy peach blossom eyes slightly lifted, she said blandly, "Since it’s private, then blow it up."
"Alright." Faced with such an unrealistic statement from Chu Wu, Han Xuan showed no surprise; after all, following Chu Wu, they’ve done all sorts of bizarre and incredulous things. To them, defying convention was the way to go. Rules? They were the rules.
Hanging up the phone, Chu Wu opened the contact list to edit a scheduled message for Bi Xia. Putting the phone back in her pocket, she bent her body slightly, revved the throttle, and with the roar of the motorcycle, she took off in the direction opposite to where Bi Xia had left.
——Helping you out once, remember to return the favor, little one.
[Your Majesty,]007 slowly spoke,[Chu Wu has left.]
Her eyes darkened, red lips tightened, and after a moment, her voice strained, ’I guessed as much.’
[Then you...]
’I just expressed my unwillingness for her to face danger alone,’ Bi Xia glanced at the navigation, turned the steering wheel, ’but neither of us is a weakling hiding behind others.’
’She has her own principles and pride, and as a friend, I support her.’
Her starry eyes stared unblinkingly forward; after all, one day, they will meet again, in Beijing.
Half an hour later, a private jet took off slowly toward a room in Beijing, and the military aircraft that was originally parked alone in the open space exploded into a roar of flames the moment the private jet departed.
