Chapter 73 Returning to China
It's past eleven o'clock at night.

Su Ti was half asleep and half awake when she received a cross-border call from Rong Shaoting.

Seeing the prompt on the screen, she pressed the button to answer the call, her voice soft and sleepy, "Are you done with your work? Why didn't you hang up the video?"

The man's low voice seemed particularly attractive in the quiet night, "Did I wake you up?"

"I'm not asleep yet." Su Ti turned over and sat up, holding the quilt. "Do you want a video?"

Rong Shaoting heard the rustling sound and couldn't bear to bother her. "Since you are sleepy, don't be stubborn. Let's talk after you wake up tomorrow."

Su Ti lay down again, closing her eyes and muttering, "There's a result on the post, today..."

But as her voice gradually became weaker, she fell asleep in a daze before she finished speaking.

The girl's long and even breathing filled my ears.

Rong Shaoting curled his lips silently and did not say a word to interrupt. He held the phone and listened for a while before hanging up the phone and dialing A Min.

……

In a blink of an eye, it's the weekend.

The marriage between the Qin and Bai families was officially announced in the circle.

Everyone lamented.

But Fan Ye did something even more extreme.

He sent the live recording of that day at the private restaurant to a large group of WeChat friends.

The intention is to let everyone see the true colors of these two.

For a moment, some people sympathized with Qin Yi, while others despised Bai Nan.

Finally, a friend posted a summary: [Qin Yi and Bai Nan, you two must be locked up and stop harming others. ]

at the same time.

When Su Ti received the screenshot of the group chat sent by Fan Ye, she was having a meeting with Tang Decai and Pei Ying at Hengyue Building.

"Manager Tang, welcome back. We can work together again."

"Yes, yes, please take care of me, Mr. Pei."

Pei Ying and Tang Decai exchanged brief greetings and quickly got down to business.

"Manager Tang, this is the market budget for the third quarter. Please help review it."

Tang Decai took over the report and pointed out several loopholes in the budget cost with his solid professional knowledge.

Su Ti sat beside him and listened attentively, occasionally writing and drawing to take notes.

Time always passes quickly when you are busy.

After the meeting, Su Ti turned on her phone and noticed the message from Fan Ye.

She replied with an emoticon, without making any comment.

In fact, the day after the truth came out, Qin Yi called her and wanted to meet her.

Suti declined at that time.

Now that things have come to this, we are destined to not even be friends anymore, so there is really no need for us to meet.

Suti is a person who practices what he preaches.

Not only did she refuse to meet Qin Yi this time, but she didn't see Qin Yi again for many years afterwards.

Noon is approaching.

Su Ti and Uncle Tang made an appointment to go to the bank on Monday, so she left Hengyue Building early and asked A Min to take her home.

In the car.

Su Ti opened WeChat and saw the chat history with Rong Shaoting from a day ago. She curled her lips helplessly.

There is now a time difference of more than ten hours between them.

If I want to contact someone, I have to calculate the time.

Four or five days have passed, and I don't know how he is handling the situation.

Suti held up her chin and looked at A-Min in the front row, "Did your eldest son say when he will be back?"

Ah Min glanced at the rearview mirror and said, "The specific date has not been announced yet. It may take a few days."

Same answer.

Rong Shaoting told her the same thing.

Su Ti sighed, Zhan Mei forced herself to cheer up, and prepared to go home to persuade her parents.

All the issues on the Internet have been resolved.

Apart from receiving a few harassing phone calls occasionally, life has basically returned to normal.

But her parents refused to let her move back to Poly Xinghai City.

back home.

Su Ti looked at the empty living room. She had a lot of lobbying energy, but she had no place to use it.

Because Su's father was on a business trip, Su's mother went out to relax with a few old sisters.

The housekeeper, Mr. Tan, said that the return date of the two elders was uncertain.

Suti: Isn't this a golden opportunity? ! That afternoon.

Su Ti left the Su family again with a lot of bags and went straight to Xinghai City Apartment.

Returning to the familiar territory of living alone, I started cleaning excitedly.

Finished.

Su Ti began to imagine that Rong Shaoting would stay in Pingjiang permanently in the future, and she would definitely make up for the missed time during this period.

On this side, Suti’s expectations were high.

Unexpectedly, another week passed and Rong Shaoting had not returned yet.

On the day of the Beginning of Autumn, the flower shop on Majie opened.

Su Ti and Fan Ye came to the store to show their support. Aunt Tang specially wore a festive cheongsam and took the initiative to send flowers to surrounding shops to build relationships.

Fan Ye is very awesome.

He ordered 999 roses that day as gifts for his fiancée.

Su Ti stood beside a row of flower baskets in front of the door, watching Fan Ye talking on the phone with his fiancée in a sticky voice.

I feel really uncomfortable.

Rong Shaoting has been very busy this week.

The number of contacts between the two dropped sharply.

Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night to check my phone, and sometimes I receive a message from him, and sometimes there is nothing.

A Min said that the younger generation of the Rong family was suddenly admitted to the hospital recently.

In addition to the company business of the New York branch, the eldest son is too busy to return home for the time being.

Su Ti can do nothing but be tolerant and understanding.

Now, after two weeks of preparation, most of Hengyue's employees have started working.

The five-member team recruited by Pei Ying had all met Su Ti.

The company is gradually getting back on track.

Su Ti's schedule is no longer loose, and she reports to the company almost every day.

The days when Rong and Shao Ting couldn't see each other, they were busy working in their respective fields.

Life is full, but the soul is empty.

Today is Tuesday again.

Rong Shaoting was away for a full half month.

During lunch break, Suti was looking at Internet marketing cases.

A WeChat message suddenly popped up on my phone.

When Suti saw the content, she was immediately delighted.

Late at night, the dusk is thick.

Ten minutes past midnight.

A business car with dual Chinese and Hong Kong license plates is parked in front of the arrival hall of Pingjiang International Airport.

Suti got out of the car holding a coffee cup.

I came to the railing of the arrival hall and stood on tiptoe to look inside.

Soon, passengers arriving from international flights filed out.

Su Ti waited for a long time but didn't see the man.

There weren't many people coming to the airport to pick up their flight at midnight.

Gradually, only three or five people remained there.

Su Ti threw the empty coffee cup into the trash can, turned around and took out her cell phone to call A Min.

Maybe she was distracted and didn't notice Rong Shaoting?
Just thinking about it.

A dark shadow fell faintly behind him.

Su Ti moved to the side, glanced at it inadvertently, and her eyes froze.

Familiar handmade leather shoes and black trousers.

Looking further up, you can see the slender waist and upright posture.

Su Ti didn't even need to see the other person's face clearly, he just turned around and pounced on him with a roar.

The quiet and empty airport hall late at night.

A pretty and charming girl in a short skirt is hugging a handsome and reserved mature man.

Even though you couldn't hear what they were saying, the heartwarming scene caught the eyes of the passengers passing by and made them smile knowingly.

At this moment, the man caught Su Ti's rushing body with his strong arms.

A deep voice with a faint smile, "Didn't I ask you to wait for me at home?"

Su Ti stood on tiptoe in Rong Shaoting's arms, muttering with a smile: "I have nothing to do anyway."

The WeChat message I received at noon was the news from the man that he was returning home.