It was just past nine in the evening when the train stopped at Hai City Train Station.
Meng Chuyue and Shen Ci got off the train, and Liang Xiaoqing almost wished she could follow them out.
Of course, that was just a thought; she hadn't lost her senses and wouldn't actually do such a thing.
Long Yue had been waiting in his car for a long time. Seeing Shen Ci and Meng Chuyue, he eagerly asked, "Did you bring quality fruit? How come you didn't mail any to us the past few days?"
Shen Ci and Meng Chuyue looked at him in surprise for a good while before they determined he wasn't lying. Shen Ci said, "We did send some? I instructed Muyang to handle it. He regularly mails them to you and others. He wouldn't forget something this important—my guess is someone else falsely claimed them."
Though Shen Ci said so, he still immediately called Han Muyang to inquire.
