Chapter 1804
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Qing'er originally thought that she could send Ling Yunzheng away before noon, but when she checked the tickets, she found that the tickets for the day were sold out. Considering that it would take seven hours to return to San Francisco from New York, she could only buy him a ticket for the next day in order not to let Ling Yunzheng spend the night on the plane.
This meant that he had to stay here for one more night.
Ling Yunzheng probably saw her dilemma, so he smiled and said, "You can send me back to New York today. I have a few business activities. The assistant booked a hotel for me in New York. It's much more comfortable than staying here. "
Qing'er was a little embarrassed, "Okay, I'll take you to the hotel first, and then I'll treat you to a meal."
"No need." Ling Yunzheng said, "You have other things to do."
Qing'er snorted, "There's nothing to be busy with."
Ah Yao had left her hanging for so long. So what if she let him wait for a few more hours?
Ling Yunzheng naturally had no objection. He smiled and said, "Okay."
However, Qing'er did not expect that after they had lunch, the situation suddenly changed. The whistling wind outside the restaurant shocked Qing'er.
The passersby quickened their steps and hid in the buildings. Ling Yunzheng frowned and checked the weather information, "It's a hurricane. The previous forecast said that it would arrive the day after tomorrow. I didn't expect it to arrive in advance this time."
New York experienced a few typhoons all year round. Qing'er was used to it, but why did it have to happen at this time …
She was a little helpless, "So, will your trip tomorrow be affected?"
"Definitely, but it doesn't matter if I return to San Francisco two days later." He frowned, "I'm afraid you have to stay in New York for at least one night. It's not safe to drive in this weather."
"Okay, that's the only way." Qing'er sighed.
Fortunately, the hotel was nearby. Back at the hotel, Ling Yunzheng booked another room for her, and the two went back to their rooms to rest.
Qing'er stood by the window and frowned slightly. The trees outside were blown around by the strong wind. She estimated that Princeton was not much better …
Right at that moment, her phone rang.
Qing'er glanced at it. It was Ah Yao.
Ha, this kid finally remembered to take the initiative to contact her … Qing'er could not help but smile and deliberately waited for the phone to ring for more than ten seconds before picking it up.
"Ah Yao?"
"Sister Qing Er, are you back?" The young man's voice pierced through the air, his low and hoarse voice was filled with anxiety.
"No, I'm in New York." She looked out of the window and sighed. "Who knew there would be such a strong wind …"
The sound of the young man's rapid breathing could be heard from the other side of the phone. After a pause, he said, "So you're still with Ling Yun Zheng?"
"You can't stop being jealous." Qing'er was a little amused. "We live in different rooms. Don't worry, I'll go back once the hurricane leaves. Hey, why aren't you keeping your distance from me now? "
Qing Er was still in the mood to laugh at him, but under such circumstances, this ridicule was somewhat lacking.
At the very least, when Ah Yao heard it, he only felt that his internal organs were burning uncomfortably.
He seemed to squeeze out these words from between his teeth, "I understand."
With that, he hung up the phone.
Qing'er listened to the busy tone on the phone and took the phone down in front of her in disbelief. Only then did she confirm that Ah Yao had really hung up on her.
This brat's temper was getting worse and worse …
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