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Tong Dan had never imagined that one day the name Jiang Chen would become her boasting capital.
Fang Qing didn't interject, just quietly looked out the window.
"Lawyer Fang, have a smooth journey."
"Send me a message when you arrive."
Airport.
The three parted ways.
"See you next time."
Fang Qing smiled and then, pulling her luggage, turned and walked towards the airport entrance.
"Since Lawyer Fang knows Mr. Jiang, why didn't you..."
Mao Dun looked at the gentle and intellectual figure walking away.
"You don't understand."
Tong Dan put on an exaggerated sigh, "Her relationship with Jiang Chen can't be explained in just a sentence or two..."
It used to be indecipherable.
Now, it was even harder to express.
When it was time to board, Fang Qing took out her phone and sent a message.
"I'm leaving."
The reply came quickly, an "ok" emoji.
Fang Qing tapped on her keyboard.
"Don't get beaten to a pulp again."
This time, the response was slower.