Bab 670: Respective

When the plane landed at the military base in the suburbs of Hua Cheng, the scorching sun was hanging high in the midday sky. Lou Cheng noticed its brightness the moment he stepped out of the cabin, as the air was illuminated by golden rays. 

He accompanied the Ji couple for lunch before seeing them take off with Lin Que on another plane. Then he took the jeep from the base to the main road, where he saw Auman and the driver Zhao Zhenhua waiting in his gray commercial car. 

Sitting back in his familiar sear, leaning on the soft, comfortable leather seat with the luxurious mini bar in front of him, Lou Cheng felt like he'd been gona a long time rather than just two days. 

This is how a man should live. He closed his eyes and sighed. 

Seeing that Lou Cheng didn't want to talk, Auman sat quietly in the other corner. She switched her phone to silent and chose to type her communications rather than speak.