Chapter 1019 (1/2)

July, the weather is fine, a city airport.

As soon as Ling Hao came out, he heard a deafening scream, mixed with the names of ”brother”, ”cub”, ”husband” and so on. The scene was almost out of control.

He pulled up the brim of his hat, took off his sunglasses, raised his fingers in front of the mask and ”hissed” at the people.

There was a moment of silence around. The next second, the screams were amazing, and there were excited cries.

Ling Hao had no choice but to raise his hand and let them all be a little quiet so as not to affect other passers-by.

At his request, the scene was slightly controlled, but it was still a sensation.

So he had to leave here quickly through the crowded crowd under the escort of the team.

After several rounds of turnover, when the car is about to be picked up, there are fewer people to follow, leaving only a group of loyal and old-fashioned fans.

Several of them were old station sisters, holding cannons to shoot at him, but they were very conscious, kept an appropriate distance and didn't shoot in the face.

Ling Hao got into the nanny car, blowing a strong air conditioner, and the whole person was much more comfortable.

He looked at the bodyguards who stopped the fans outside and the women who communicated with the fan support group.

After thinking about it, he said to the assistant sitting in the co driver, ”Xiao Zhong, go to the car behind you with the bodyguard and ask the driver to take you back directly later. You don't have to follow.”

Then he added, ”it's best to help me get rid of my illegitimate life.”

Xiao Zhong is a boy in his early twenties. He doesn't gossip or ask much. He just nodded his head and said, ”I see, brother Hao.”

Watching Xiao Zhong get out of the car, he said a few words with the people outside and helped persuade the fans to stay away.

Ling Hao took off his hat and mask and leaned against the back of the chair to close his eyes.

Vaguely, I could feel that someone opened the door and sat up. The familiar fragrance penetrated into the tip of my nose, reassuring and throbbing.

The people around him didn't quarrel with him, but whispered to the driver to turn down the air conditioner and bring him a thin blanket to cover it.

Before she took back her hand, Ling Hao accurately held her hand and rubbed it on the side of her face: ”sister Zheng, I'm so sleepy.”