Chapter 162: Chapter 163: Delivering Soup (3)
Translator: 549690339
Lu Weixi’s temples throbbed, she wanted to say sothing, but Young Madam Yang waved lazily, “It’s settled then. I have things to do today, and I might not co back to rest tonight.”
Since Qin Zhiyou wouldn’t be back tonight, there was no need for her to stay here.
Young Madam Yang usually flits around the world, and the West Mountain villa was quite remote, making shopping in the city inconvenient. Staying here for a week was nearly stifling her.
“But mom…” Lu Weixi wanted to say sothing, but Yang Mogui yawned lazily, not paying any attention to her words, then went upstairs to take a nap.
Even though Yang Mogui went upstairs, her assistant quickly followed her instructions and ca inside: “Young Madam, could you pack up your things, so we can go?”
With a frown on her brow, Lu Weixi watched Yang Mogui’s retreating figure and reluctantly nodded. She went downstairs after changing her clothes, and Aunt Hao had served her soup in a thermos cup.
Lu Weixi got into Yang Mogui’s car with the thermos cup. The drive from West Mountain villa to the airport took about an hour, and the whole journey was quiet, with nobody speaking. On the way, Lu Weixi received a ssage from Huang Caiwei, expressing a desire for changes in the design.
While she was replying and passing the ti, she arrived at the airport without realizing it.
After getting out of the car, the assistant who had been silent all the way finally spoke, saying that Qin Zhiyou’s flight number. Then his phone rang; it was a call from Yang Mogui. After answering the call, he imdiately excused himself: “Well, madam, I’ll be leaving first. Call if you need anything.”
Lu Weixi nodded, and the assistant drove off.
There were still half an hour before Qin Zhiyou’s flight arrived. Thankfully, the flight was on ti. She found a coffee shop to continue discussing matters with Huang Caiwei. Huang Caiwei listed a lot of requirents and sent several pictures explaining the desired style.
Normally, Lu Weixi would probably be too lazy to deal with such a troubleso custor, but now she was idle, simply passing the ti. Eventually, Huang Caiwei made a direct request: “It would be best if the plans could be produced within three days, so that the construction team can start next week.”
Lu Weixi massaged her temples. Usually, design drafts were completed seven working days after site investigation. Designs for villas and duplex residences might even take longer. However, there is no reason for Huang Caiwei to be in such a hurry.
Just as she was about to explain the situation, the airport broadcast announced that Qin Zhiyou’s flight had landed. She quickly typed “I’ll do my best” and imdiately got up.
It was a few minutes between the coffee shop and the arrival gate. As she strolled over, she noticed movent at the exit. Soon, flanked by executives and bodyguards, Qin Zhiyou erged from the gate. Holding the thermos, Lu Weixi felt a bit silly, but she had co all this way, the least she could do was deliver the nurturing soup that Yang Mogui had prepared for him.
As she hurried forward, after no more than a few steps, she suddenly spotted another familiar figure.
The person was tall and skinny, with a duck-tongue cap low on his head, wearing Gucci sportswear. He was surrounded by several people, obviously assistants or bodyguards. As Qin Zhiyou appeared from the left of the exit, she turned and walked to the right, sticking close to the wall as if she did not want to be noticed..
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