Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
These three men didnât seem like normal working-class men.
Also, their attitude was overly respectful which was abnormal.
Lu Qianlan wanted to take her luggage back, but the man smiled gently and gestured that he would hold it for her.
After that, he looked towards Lu Yichen and asked, âMay I ask if you are Lu Yichen?â
Lu Yichen was shocked, but still replied, âI am. May I know who you are? How do you know me?â
The man in front of him looked a little Eastern, and was probably had mixed Chinese and American blood. Lu Yichen noticed that the manâs Mandarin pronunciation was good.
The man smiled warmly and said, âI was sent by the miss to receive you so you need not worry. We are not bad guys.â
The man took out his phone and tapped on a voice message as he said this.
Lu Yichen was shocked for Mu Xiaoxiaoâs voice rang out of it.
âYichen, these people are whom I asked my Papa to meet you at the airport because youâre foreign to the land over there and I was afraid that youâdget into trouble. Theyâll arrange everything for you and you can safely travel with them. Donât stand on ceremony with me, okay? Whatâs most important right now is Auntieâs health, right?â
Lu Yichenâs throat seemed to be choked by something.
She was really thorough in her preparations. Knowing that he didnât trust people easily, she had even made this recording so that he would have peace of mind.
It was lucky that she had arranged for these people, for they had caught the wallet-stealer just in time so that he wasnât stuck in a spot where he couldnât bring his mother anywhere.
Lu Yichen breathed deeply, but was unable to stop his eyes from reddening.
She had helped him once more when he was helpless.
Lu Qianlan recognized Xiaoxiaoâs vocie as well. She looked at the man in front of her with surprise. Moved, she said, âDid Xiaoxiao⦠send you here?â
âYes, Madam,â the man answered respectfully, maintaining the smile on his face. Because he had also helped them, Lu Qianlan felt a friendliness towards them instantly.
Lu Qianlan sighed with emotion, âXiaoxiao is such a considerate child.â
The man looked at Lu Yichen and pointed to the East European man. âMr. Lu, may I ask how you would like to handle this man?â
âBring him to the police,â Lu Yichen said mildly.
The man nodded and said something in English to the other two men. The person was then brought away.
âMadam, Mr. Lu, the car is waiting outside.â
Lu Qianlan looked towards Lu Yichen, evidently waiting for his decision.
âThank you,â Lu Yichen replied, nodding politely before supporting his mother and walking in the specified direction.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
The man walked in front as a guide while dragging their luggage.
There was a black saloon car outside. It looked discreet and not extravagant.
However, Lu Yichen saw its icon. It was a Bentley.
After entering the car, it was even more obvious that this car was expensive.
They were sent to a luxurious condominium. The man told them that the hospital was nearby and that there were some hired helpers who would come over to cook and clean.
After handing the key to them and leaving some comments, the man left so that they could rest.
It was already in the middle of the night after settling his mom down.
Lu Yichen stood in the spacious balcony and gazed at the lights below, the expression on his face indescribable.
This was the worldâs most prosperous cityâ Washington.
He remembered something and took out his phone. His gaze was deep as he sought out Mu Xiaoxiaoâs number. He paused as he hovered over it, but still pressed down to call her.
He had promised that he would tell her when heâd arrived.
He was originally only going to send a message.
However, he couldnât control himself right now and wanted to hear her voice