The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

Chapter 1105 Finally, we shook off those two people.

"Mom, this is the first time I've stayed in such a luxurious hotel for a day. I must get a good night's sleep tonight."

"Xiaofang, keep your voice down, don't let others hear. When we have money, we want to be like the people here, with nice clothes, good food, and good drink."

"Okay, Mom, I've found a good job and I'm making money. I'll definitely buy you pretty clothes to wear."

"Okay, Mom will be waiting for that day."

At this moment, Shen Qing walked over. "These are your room keys. Please go in yourselves."

Cuihua quickly took the room key.

"Row."

Then Xiaofang turned around and left.

A curious yet unfamiliar, accidental encounter.

Shen Qing went to the front desk again.

"By this time tomorrow, just kick these two people out. Don't extend their room rate."

"Okay ma'am."

Then Shen Qing left.

As she walked out of the hotel, she breathed a sigh of relief, finally having shaken off those two people.

Shen Qing drove back to her parents' house.

"Qingqing, you're back so soon?"

"Yes, I'll come over after I drop them off at the hotel. Those two are finally gone."

"Ugh, don't even mention it. If these two don't leave soon, I'll have to go. They're such a headache."

"Dad, Mom, what do you think of my idea?"

"That's good, as long as we can get them both to leave."

"Alright, they won't come back now. Even if they do, don't let her open the door."

“We understand, we won’t jump into that fire pit again. Those two are like a fire pit, once you get involved, you’re doomed,” Wang Yaju said. “By the way, Qingqing, you really paid for them to stay in a hotel.”

"Mom, don't worry, I'll only let them stay one night. The hotel staff will kick them out tomorrow."

"OK then!"

"Oh, I see. I really thought you were just paying them to stay as long as they wanted."

"how can that be possible!"

"It's finally quiet at home. Otherwise, my blood pressure would have gone up!"

"Dad, Mom, nothing else, I'll be going now. Remember, even if they come back, don't open the door for them again."

"I see."

Then Shen Qing left.

At this time her phone rang.

They're going to get attacked.

"Hey, honey. How are things over there?"

"Things are progressing well here, the problem has been solved, and I'll go back to be with you tonight."

"Tonight? So soon?"

"Yes, what? You don't want me to go back?"

"No, of course I want you back. Tell me what time your flight is, and I'll pick you up at the airport tonight."

"We'll arrive in Kyoto at 7 p.m.

"Okay. See you tonight."

"Yes, wife."

A smile suddenly appeared on Shen Qing's face.

Although Yan Bei was only gone for two days, he felt empty inside during those two days.

She was going to pick up Yan Bei herself that evening.

She suddenly remembered Yang Jian, so she called Linlin.

"Linlin, are you busy?"

"I'm not busy, I'm playing with the kids."

"do you have time at night?"

"What's wrong, cousin?"

"Didn't you know your husband Yang Jian was coming home tonight?"

"He's coming back tonight? He didn't tell me."

"Don't ask if I haven't told you. Let's go to the airport together tonight and have dinner together. It's been a long time since we ate together."

"That's fine."

"By the way, is your child okay?"

"No problem, the child has a nanny with him."

"That's fine. I'll pick you up tonight."

"it is good!"

……

night.

Shen Qing drove to pick up Linlin.

"Get in the car!"

Linlin was already waiting for Shen Qing downstairs in the apartment complex!

After getting in the car.

Linlin noticed the two bouquets of flowers in the back of the car.

"Sis, where did those flowers come from?"

"One bunch for you, one bunch for me."

Linlin looked surprised.

"What do you mean?"

"They're for picking people up from the airport. Of course, we'll give these two bouquets to the people getting off the plane."

"Oh, I see. Sister, you've thought of everything."

Shen Qing smiled and said, "I only recently came to understand this kind of sentiment."

"..."

The night was as dark as ink, blurring the city's dazzling lights.

Shen Qing and Linlin stood at the exit of the arrival hall of the international airport.

She was slender and graceful, with a gentle demeanor. She wore a beige cashmere dress with a matching short coat, which made her skin look even whiter than snow, and her eyes held just the right amount of expectation and tenderness.

Linlin was wearing a tracksuit. She looked very casual.

The two of them carefully held identical bouquets of flowers in their hands.

Instead of gaudy red roses, it was a bunch of elegant white tulips, paired with a few blue hydrangeas interspersed among them, fresh and refined.

People came and went, hurrying about, and various sounds mingled together, creating the unique hustle and bustle of an airport.

But Shen Qing seemed to have a soft filter on her, standing there quietly, her gaze focused on the scrolling electronic screen at the exit, occasionally glancing up at the direction the automatic door was opening, a faint smile on her lips.

The waiting time wasn't long, but it was enough for her longing to quietly grow.

She remembered the night before Yan Bei left on his business trip, when he held her in his arms, his deep voice carrying a hint of tenderness, and said, "Wait for me to come back."

"Buzz—" The automatic door slid open again.

This time, Shen Qing's gaze froze instantly.

Two familiar figures appeared in the crowd, and she recognized them at a glance, even from a distance.

Yan Bei wore a well-tailored dark gray suit, his posture was upright, his face was handsome, and there was a hint of fatigue from the journey between his brows, but it did not diminish his imposing aura and calm and reserved temperament.

Yang Jian, who was standing next to him, pushed a black suitcase and walked calmly toward the exit, his sharp eyes scanning the crowd.

"Young Master Yan, Madam has arrived, and also... my wife."

Yang Jian's face instantly broke into a smile.

Yan Bei also looked over.

He spotted Shen Qing at a glance, and their eyes met, the air seemed to soften.

Yan Bei quickened his pace unconsciously, and the coldness and aloofness in his eyes melted away like ice and snow, replaced by obvious warmth and a hint of relaxation.

Shen Qing went to greet her, her smile deepening. "Welcome back," she said softly, her voice filled with joy.

As they approached, Yan Bei stopped, then reached out and naturally put his arm around Shen Qing's waist, pulling her into his embrace. The hug, carrying a faint scent of tobacco and a cool aroma, dispelled all sense of distance.

"I miss you."

He looked down at her, his voice deep and magnetic. His gaze fell on the bouquet in her hand, a flicker of surprise crossing his eyes, quickly replaced by a deeper tenderness. "For me?"

"Mmm," Shen Qing tilted her head slightly, handing the bouquet to him, her eyes sparkling. "Take it!"

Yan Bei accepted the bouquet, lowered his head to smell its delicate fragrance, then switched it to one hand, gently stroking Shen Qing's cheek with his free hand, his fingertips feeling the cool touch. "Thank you, I like it very much." He looked into her eyes and said earnestly, "I love you, my wife."

At this moment, Yang Jian and Linlin looked at the two people as if they had seen something new and interesting.