Xiao Huizi and He Xiaoer

At 7pm, Xu Zhihui and the other two walked out of the lobby of Guangzhou Airport and saw a very pretty woman in the crowd. As expected, Jiang Minghui came to pick her up. Standing next to them was Hu Yan, who was eagerly waiting, and the driver, Lao Wu, who looked uncertain.

Hu Yan patted her chest, breathed a sigh of relief, rushed to Cheng Yue, threw herself on him, said "You're back", and was speechless.

Cheng Yue hugged her tightly and said, "Hu Yan, I miss you so much. Really, I was cold and hungry the night before yesterday, and I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to see you again. But when I thought about how you were frightened all night, I had to come back to see you."

Hu Yan hummed in her throat, nodded, and her nose was blocked, and a few tears fell. She immediately wiped the corners of her eyes and said, "Don't talk nonsense, you are back now, so let's not talk about these bad things."

Jiang Minghui came over and looked Xu Zhihui and He Zhijing up and down, and said quietly, "Why didn't you ask me for help with such a big matter?"

Xu Zhihui smiled and said, "Didn't I ask you for help? You helped me a lot by hiding it from my parents. How is it, Mom and Dad don't suspect anything, right?"

Jiang Minghui said: "Of course I didn't doubt it. Your mother Fei also called me and I told them I had talked it through."

Xu Zhihui took her arm and said with a smile, "Minghui, thank you so much."

Jiang Minghui asked, "Which home are you going back to tonight?"

Xu Zhihui still followed the agreement of staying at He's house every Friday night, but how could the couple separate after returning home after the robbery tonight? Xu Zhihui said, "I'm going back to Fei's mother's house tonight, but I'm going back to my house first."

Jiang Minghui said: "Okay, let's go home and eat together."

Xu Zhihui was in a good mood and said happily, "Okay, let's go home."

She walked towards the gate with a cheerful step. Jiang Minghui glanced at one place and said, "There is a group of annoying guys over there."

Xu Zhihui looked over and saw a group of people gathered there, about 20 to 30 people, with cameras hanging around their necks. They looked like reporters, looking around. She heard someone say, "Here they come, here they come."

As soon as they saw He Zhijing and the others, they immediately swarmed over, rushing forward to surround them and block the road ahead. They raised their cameras and heard a series of snapping sounds and flashes of light.

Xu Zhihui stood in front of Jiang Minghui, knowing that she didn't like being stared at. Hu Yan raised her hand to block the flash in front of her eyes, and Cheng Yue and Lao Wu stepped forward to push the group away.

He Zhijing shouted loudly: "Hey, what are you doing?"

The group of people shouted, "Hello... Hello, are you Mr. He, Mrs. He, or Mr. Cheng? I'm a reporter from Newspaper A... I'm a reporter from Newspaper B... I'm a reporter from Magazine C... Is it convenient for me to accept an interview?"

Everyone was very surprised. Why did a group of reporters suddenly appear and why did they know they had to come back at this time?

Cheng Yue stopped them and shouted, "Who asked you to come? You don't want to be interviewed. Get out of the way, get out of the way."

In a panic, Old Wu pushed a bespectacled man in front of him to the ground, pointed at him and cursed, "Don't block the road. If you don't get out of the way, I'll punch you."

Old Wu made a move to attack, and the man quickly crawled into the crowd. Instead of retreating, the crowd followed him even closer. Every time someone moved one step to the left, they followed one step closer.

"Mr. He, I heard that you were kidnapped in Beijing the day before yesterday. Is that true? Mr. He, please tell me a few words..."

"Yes, Mr. He, please respond. Is it a business dispute or a personal grudge? Or both?"

"It is said that the person who kidnapped you is quite powerful..."

"Mrs. He, did you go to the capital specifically to rescue Mr. He? Can you tell me about the process..."

"Mr. Cheng... Mr. Cheng, please respond..."

The group of people were talking one after another, and the hall was noisy for a while. He Zhijing didn't want to pay attention to them, but they talked louder and louder, and all the passengers in the airport looked over.

He Zhijing was furious and shouted, "Nonsense, there is no such thing."

"I heard that you, Mr. He, had a conflict with someone at the luncheon the day before yesterday. Many people saw it. Is it a personal grudge? Mr. He... who did you have a grudge against?"

He Zhijing stretched out his hand and grabbed a man by the collar, pulled him over, stared at him with wide eyes, and cursed: "Who the hell told you that?"

The man stammered, "I...we...one of our colleagues received the message."

"I'm telling you solemnly now, this is not the case. Do you understand?"

He Zhijing pushed him away, grabbed a man's camera and threw it on the ground. The man shouted "Ouch, my camera..." and the flashlight next to him flashed wildly again.

Several of them asked again: "What about the news we received?"

He Zhijing pointed at those people and shouted, "Who among you received the news? Stand up and speak. You...you...and you..."

Xu Zhihui thought to herself, "Someone must have informed these guys, otherwise they wouldn't know we're coming back from the capital at this time."

Sure enough, after He Zhijing pointed a few times, two reporters stood up and said, "It's like this, Mr. He, we received an anonymous letter today saying that you and Mr. Cheng were kidnapped the night before yesterday. We also received news that you, Mr. He, will be back tonight, so..."

Xu Zhihui said, "Thank you for your concern for Mr. He and Mr. Cheng, but this is false. Someone is maliciously making up rumors. Anyone can write an anonymous letter, right? And it's irresponsible to write one. Please don't believe in rumors or spread them. Well, you've worked hard, so go back now."

Some people still kept asking, "The conflict at the luncheon of the 18 colleges in Beijing the day before yesterday was true, right? Mr. He, Mr. Cheng, please respond."

At the lunch that day, He Zhijing made a scene at the table with Liu, Chen and Lin. It was in public so there was really no room for avoidance, but there was also nothing much to say.

He Zhijing said coldly: "There is nothing to respond to. If you don't get out of the way, I will call the police and I will definitely get to the bottom of it."

Xu Zhihui said, "Old Wu, call the security guards. Cheng Yue, note which newspapers they are from and send them all lawyers' letters tomorrow."

Seeing that she was serious, the group of reporters reluctantly stepped aside and watched everyone leave.

My good mood was suddenly disturbed by these people. As soon as one thing was done, another thing came. Xu Zhihui held He Zhijing's hand tightly, giving him silent support.

Xu Zhihui walked out of the airport gate and looked up at the sky for a while, thinking: "Could the meteor incident be the same as the anonymous letter, with someone behind the scenes manipulating it? Or maybe it was the same person? I must find this person and teach him a lesson."

Seeing her staring at the sky in a daze, Jiang Minghui asked her in a low voice, "There's been word these days that a meteor appeared the night before yesterday, and it was seen in many places. Zhihui, are you the one who saw that meteor?"

Xu Zhihui nodded and whispered, "That night I was in a hurry to save He Xiaoer, so I had to turn into a phoenix and fly over. There was no other way. I tried to run to a remote place."

Jiang Minghui said: "It's still hard to tell what it looks like, don't worry."

When they parted in the parking lot, He Zhijing asked Cheng Yue to take a day off tomorrow. After watching Hu Yan drive Cheng Yue away, he asked Lao Wu to drive back to Xu's house.

He Zhijing said: "I plan to officially promote Cheng Yue to the position of vice president of the group next month, but the process still needs to be followed."

Xu Zhihui nodded and smiled, "Very good, you should also promote a confidant. Cheng Yue is a good helper."

He Zhijing sighed, "Yes. He took care of me when I had a fever that night. Without him, I might not have survived."

Hearing this, Xu Zhihui's heart tightened.

When Xu Zhihui returned home, she saw that her parents had prepared a table full of sumptuous dinner. Father Xu, Mother Xu, Feng Tutu, and Ran Xiaoque were all waiting on the sofa.

Xu Zhihui immediately let go of all her fatigue and worries, and shouted excitedly: "Dad, Mom, sister, we are back. Oh, it smells so good, I am so hungry."

Feng Tutu and Ran Xiaoque both threw themselves into her arms and called out eagerly, "Sister...brother-in-law, you're back!"

Xu Zhihui touched their heads and said, "Yeah."

Xu's father and mother said happily, "I'm glad you're back. Minghui said that you and Ajing suddenly went on a business trip to Beijing, which made us want to ask what happened and why it was so sudden. Minghui asked us not to call, saying that you had important things to do. Well, I'm glad you're back..."

Xu Zhihui and He Zhijing said in unison: "I'm sorry, Dad and Mom. We were in a hurry to leave and didn't tell you."

Zhang Qiuxia smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay. Come on, go wash your hands and eat."

After washing his hands and sitting at the table, Old Wu frowned, rubbed his palms, and said, "The food made by the master and the mistress is so delicious. I, Old Wu, feel full just by smelling it."