"Haha..." The airport hall was filled with ear-piercing laughter. Zhu Zhifang almost didn't want to live anymore; today's been too cruel to her!
"Brother-in-law, you were so cool just now," Song Qingying cheered at the entrance of Beijing's main airport, thrilled to see Zhu Zhifang being so awfully disciplined. It gave her imnse satisfaction.
Lu Xuan's face darkened again: "Little chubby, call that again, and I'll make you a big fatty!"
Having just tasted the joy of losing weight, Song Qingying went white in the face hearing Lu Xuan's threat of making her a big fatty. She knew the prowess of this "brother-in-law" and imdiately dared not make a sound, while Song Qingyu gave her a stern look and said, "Qingying, don't fool around like this in the future, you're just creating trouble for Lu Xuan, okay?"
"It's alright, Lu Xuan's really impressive," Song Qingying replied with a righteous air.
If Song Qingying weren't just a 14-year-old kid, and a girl at that, Lu Xuan might really have slapped her across the room.
"Our car has arrived," Song Qingyu, unsure how to educate this lively cousin of hers, said, changing the topic as two advanced Bentley sedans approached from the distant road's end.
Song Qingying imdiately exclaid, "Sister, you're so extravagant, calling for Bentleys to pick us up, one car should have been enough, right?"
"You head back first, Lu Xuan and I have so errands to run," Song Qingyu said softly, and upon hearing this, Song Qingying's eyes glistened as she said, "I want to go too!"
Seeing an elderly gentleman with white hair getting out of the car, Song Qingying quickly said, "Butler, let Qingying go later, leave a car, I have so things to do."
Upon seeing the kind, kindly-looking old butler, Lu Xuan instantly felt his aura was incredibly solid. He was a master of Ancient Martial Arts, and even the butler was a Dantian True Qi expert. The Song Family was indeed extraordinary!
The butler took a look at Lu Xuan, sized him up and down, being cautious since he had never seen him before. The butler said, "Miss, the old master is waiting for you to return. He said he has sothing important to discuss with you."
Song Qingyu said: "I got it. Please let my grandfather know I'll co back in a couple of days, I need to go to the military district."
"The military district, Miss, why are you going there?" the butler asked in astonishnt. The Beijing military district doesn't have any female soldiers, it's all n. Going there isn't ideal.
Song Qingyu frowned slightly and said, "Butler, why are you asking this? Just help pass the ssage to my grandfather."
"Alright then," knowing Miss Qingyu could be difficult to deal with, the butler sighed, seeing her frown, "Miss Qingying, co back with !"
"I want to go with my sister..." However, before Song Qingying could finish her sentence, the butler swiftly pointed at her acupoint, lifting her horizontally and stuffing her into the car. All that was heard was Song Qingying shouting: "Darn butler, you used this trick again, I hate you!"
Against such a difficult young lady, with a mouth like a machine gun, who was quite a handful, the Song Family's butler had suffered a lot. Therefore, he acted decisively.
The butler offered the Bentley he was driving to Song Qingyu. After putting Song Qingying into the car, he sat in the co-driver's seat and had a bodyguard from their entourage drive.
As the butler took Song Qingying away, Lu Xuan suddenly felt a sense of relief. This little chubby girl couldn't be hit or scolded, she was genuinely troubleso.
Seeing him look as if a burden had been lifted, Song Qingyu smiled faintly, saying, "Lu Xuan, I'm really sorry, sotis my sister gives quite a headache too."
"Forget it, she's still so young, what's said in innocence doesn't matter," Lu Xuan shrugged, "Anyway, after this trip to the Beijing military district, we probably won't see each other again."
After finishing his tasks with the military district, Lu Xuan would naturally return to Jiangning City, which wasn't the provincial capital of the Southern Province. Song Qingyu and Song Qingying wouldn't co to Jiangning City, at most going to Southeast City. Since they just went, Lu Xuan, after returning to Jiangning, had little chance of seeing the Song sisters again unless Song Qingyu intentionally ca to Jiangning City.
Song Qingyu paused, a hint of a bittersweet smile gracing her lips, "Lu Xuan, let's go."
"It's getting dark, we should rush to the military district," Lu Xuan nodded and let Ning Qingyu drive, taking the co-pilot seat himself.
At the mont of parting, Lu Xuan glanced at Beijing's airport, where he had taken countless flights. Every departure and return involved taking a plane here, and he felt a sense of longing as if he had lost sothing. Lu Xuan had returned!
The Beijing military district was located outside the city, quite a distance away, about 60 kiloters from Beijing. The drive from Beijing airport to the district took an hour.
Because of the 60-kiloter gap between Beijing and the military district, during Lu Xuan's service, coupled with strict military regulations, he hadn't even been to Beijing's center, only visiting a small town near the military zone.
When Song Qingyu reached the gates of the Beijing military district driving the car, seeing the very familiar big iron gates, Lu Xuan's shoulders couldn't help but tremble slightly. This place bore his own glory, the honor of being a soldier...
It's been over three years, Lu Xuan set foot here again, recalling the year when he carried a backpack, looking up at the vast military district covering a million square ters, hearing the loud voices during training, the deafening shouts, and the guards standing straight at the entrance.
At this mont, Lu Xuan's eyes were slightly wet, as the mories were painfully sweet. He grew up here but lost countless comrades and brothers!
"Beep beep!" Song Qingyu pressed the horn. The gate guards saw the Bentley's license plate and recognized Song Qingyu's stunning face, quickly letting them through. The license plates owned by the four great families were familiar to everyone, and the old master of the Song Family often visited the military district to see the military committee leaders in this car.
Once the iron gates opened, Song Qingyu drove in, and the guards inside approached to ask, "Miss Song, what brings you to the military district at this late hour, who are you looking for?"
Song Qingyu softly replied, "I'm here to visit the military committee leader, could you help guide the way?"
Now, it was already dark. The soldiers in the district had returned to their quarters, making the whole place look pitch black and incredibly quiet. Lu Xuan looked around; the scenery was the sa, yet everything had changed. It had been nearly two years since he left.
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