"Madam, wait, you need to pack your luggage and bring your passport!" Yuchi Fei hurriedly reminded.
Xia Yuxun stopped in her tracks, turned around, and quickly ran back upstairs to get her luggage and passport ready.
Meanwhile, Yuchi Fei had already called Liang Qian to inform him of the situation, asking him to help by bringing the passport from his office drawer to the airport.
An hour and a half later, Xia Yuxun and Yuchi Fei boarded a plane to Los Angeles, United States.
In the first-class cabin.
Xia Yuxun stared blankly out the window at the sky, "Am I dreaming..."
"It's not a dream...Madam, you've already asked more than a hundred times on the way! No! Don't pinch yourself! Your arm is bruised..." Yuchi Fei looked helplessly at the nearly frantic Xia Yuxun beside him.
"You said you would explain this to me!" Xia Yuxun, overwhelmed with excitement, grabbed Yuchi Fei's hand.
