Chapter 1380: Return to the Imperial City
Yan Yan hurried over this time, directly taking a private jet. The flight path was also applied for temporarily, and the aviation administration knew that his situation was urgent and specially approved it for him.
The return flight path was also quickly applied for.
Yun Qiluo followed him onto the plane. Before taking off, she lowered her head and played on her phone. Finally having a signal, she wanted to report that she was safe to the group.
At this moment, she received a message from Luo Nianqing:
[Luo Luo, are you okay? I saw you weren’t doing well before and was a bit worried about you.]
Yun Qiluo immediately replied to her: [I’m fine, how about you?]
Luo Nianqing: [It’s good to hear you’re okay. I’ve improved a lot, just caught a cold, please thank Fifth Young Master for me.]
If it weren’t for Yan Yan this time, who knows when the rescue team would have found them.
Yun Qiluo handed her phone to Yan Yan: "Nianqing says thank you."
The man glanced: "Unnecessary."
After all, he didn’t do it for her or the crew.
He’s used to being indifferent; apart from Yun Qiluo, whom he cares about, others’ lives or deaths don’t bother him.
While toying with the young girl’s small hand, he asked: "Do you get along well with her?"
Yun Qiluo thought for a moment: "Not bad, generally speaking, though she’s quite nice. Why?"
Yan Yan replied languidly: "You and her are not the same kind of people."
Luo Nianqing is a woman with high intelligence and emotional quotient, a typical egoist. Neither good nor bad, but definitely not on the same path as his silly Little Gua.
Yun Qiluo nodded understandingly. She indeed felt that Luo Nianqing was different from Song Shijia and Fu Lifei.
But maybe they are not that familiar yet.
Just as she was thinking, her nose tickled, and she sneezed.
Yan Yan frowned, turned to the stewardess next to them: "Turn up the temperature."
Then he looked down at the young girl in his arms, pulled over a blanket to wrap her up, and cradled her horizontally, placing her on the nearby bed made for sleeping.
He held her small body tightly in his arms, patted her head: "Sleep for a while, I’ll tell you when we arrive."
Yun Qiluo hadn’t slept all night. By now it was noon, and her spirit had long been exhausted. She didn’t refuse, buried her little face in his chest, smelled the calming and reassuring scent on him, and quickly fell asleep.
She slept soundly, her brow relaxed. It was rare for her to sleep this deeply in over a month.
Yan Yan looked down at the young girl’s submissive and gentle brows, leaned unconsciously to kiss her eyes.
Also too lazy to continue working, he sent a WeChat message to Secretary Qin asking him to handle things, and then cuddled her for a short nap.
When they arrived in the Imperial City, Yun Qiluo was already sleeping deeply. Yan Yan, seeing she was sleeping well, didn’t wake her, directly carried her off the plane.
If it was just when getting off the plane, Yun Qiluo woke up for a moment, but once they got in the car, she fell asleep again.
When they returned to the villa, Wang Ma and Housekeeper Chen had already received the message and were waiting for them.
Fan Xinglan happened to be there today too. He had been frequently coming to the Yan Family; Housekeeper Chen and Wang Ma were quite used to it.
He was sitting in the living room with Jiang Lihua waiting for her.
Seeing her being carried back, Fan Xinglan’s eyes lit up, wanting to call out to her.
But was stopped by a glance from Yan Yan, the call of Little Sister-in-law stuck in his throat.
Yan Yan spoke lazily: "Keep it down, she’s asleep."
Fan Xinglan hurriedly leaned over, lowered his voice: "Is Little Sister-in-law okay?"