Qiao Lu finished speaking and looked at him; sometimes this dimwit is like a block of wood.
"Mingfei, do you understand or not? An An definitely hasn't left yet. Hurry and go find her, you can definitely still catch her."
It's still some distance from here to the airport, and there's no direct route.
So, if An An returns to Ning City, she's definitely going to the airport.
Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and then said, "Aunt, I don't want her to suffer with me. If she follows me in the future, maybe she'll be spending every day waiting. You, as a military wife, know better than anyone how tough that is."
Upon hearing Lu Mingfei say this, Qiao Lu suddenly understood.
This dimwit, in fact, does love An An.
On the contrary, in his heart, he actually cares about her deeply. That's why his love is so intense and demanding, thinking so far ahead.
This feeling, she understands well.
