Bringing the Nation's Husband Home

When Lu Jinnian was about to pass the security gates, he heard his phone ring. His steps paused slightly, but in the end, he ignored it, passing though the gates.

After the security checks, Lu Jinnian stuffed the items he had emptied back into his pockets, deliberately leaving his phone the last. Originally, he hadn’t wanted to look, but in the end, he couldn’t keep it in and glanced at the screen. Indeed, there was an unread text, Qiao Anhao had sent him a question mark.

Lu Jinnian stared at the screen, his throat tightening. He lowered his lashes, shielding the emotions that flickered past his eyes. Tensing his jaw, he placed the phone back into his pocket.

When they reached the airport, they only had about half an hour before the take off time, so the air stewardess led them towards the VIP path.

When the plane played the safety video, Lu Jinnian was already seated with his seat belt fastened.

While his assistant switched off his phone, he turned to look at Lu Jinnian who remained stationary. He reminded, "Mr. Lu, you need to switch off your phone."

Silently, Lu Jinnian reached for his phone, but just before he switched it off, he once more saw the text that Qiao Anhao had sent over.

The head air stewardess walked over over with the menu. Smiling politely, she asked, "Hello sirs, would you like any drinks later?"

The assistant replied, "Two cups of coffee, thank you."

"Sure." The woman recorded the order, but just then, she saw the light from Lu Jinnian’s phone. "Sir, please switch off your phone, thank you."

Lu Jinnian fingers caressed the phone screen slightly before switching it off decisively.

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Qiao Anhao curled up on the sofa, watching the television as she waited for Lu Jinnian’s phone call.

As time trickled by, she started to feel impatient. She glanced up at the clock—it was about midnight but Lu Jinnian hadn’t replied to her yet. Frustrated, she dialed his number, wanting to ask how he was doing.

When the call went through, an automated voice answered her. "I’m sorry, the person you have called has switched off his phone."

Switched off?

Qiao Anhao frowned, did Lu Jinnian’s phone ran out of battery?

She dialed his assistant’s number instead.

Both their phones ran out of battery?

What a coincidence...

She called the office number, and yet, no one picked up.

Qiao Anhao drummed her cheeks before tossing her phone on the sofa. She stared at the television while her thoughts ran wild.

After a seemingly long time, she fell asleep on the sofa.

But since she was curled up, she wasn’t able to sleep well. Halfway through the night, she woke up to look at the time on her phone. It was already 2 am, but there were still no new notifications on her phone; he hadn’t called her or replied to her text.

Qiao Anhao stared at the phone screen in a daze, her heart empty. She rose to head to the toilet.

When she was out, as she was washing her hands, she gazed at the beautiful dress that she had deliberately worn for Lu Jinnian. Her mood fell while her fatigue disappeared.