Lin Xiaotu and Jing Yuan both had other work, so they transferred flights and left. After Lu Xiaoyou got off the plane, she walked alone through the VIP passage.
The VIP passage at Beijing International Airport leads directly to the VIP area of the underground parking lot, where her nanny car was already waiting.
The elevator doors opened, and the air in Beijing was 5 or 6 degrees colder than in Jinling. The chilly wind hit her face, as if she had been placed in a massive freezer.
The hem of Lu Xiaoyou's black trench coat fluttered. With her hands in her pockets, she had just stepped out of the elevator when she sensed someone rushing towards her.
She turned her head to see five or six reporters darting from a diagonal angle to her front, each holding a microphone, with some tall and strong camera operators filming her.
Before these reporters could speak, a dozen more reporters got out of their cars in the parking lot and surged toward her.
