When Huo Xiyao and Lu Yiming landed at Hai City Airport, it was already 7 p.m.
Naturally, Huo Xiyao would get home even later as it was pitch dark already.
Xia Chu was doing yoga on the living room balcony.
As soon as she saw him return, she asked anxiously, "Have you had dinner, hubby? Didn't you say you'd be home around seven? If I'd known, I would've picked you up."
Huo Xiyao hung up his suit jacket.
While unbuttoning his shirt with one hand, he said, "As the plane was about to land, we heard the control tower's scheduling and circled in the air for almost half an hour."
"After landing, seeing that it was getting late, Yiming and I casually ate something near the airport, so it got to be this late."
"What did my sweet Bao'er have for dinner? You didn't miss a meal or just eat a bunch of grass, did you?"
Xia Chu pouted, "What a bunch of grass, that's a diet salad, I'm not a cow."
