Chapter 1562 - 1577: Aura Nearing 2.8 Meters

Chapter 1562: Chapter 1577: Aura Nearing 2.8 Meters

The plane landed on time, and Fang Hui went to help her with her luggage. As soon as An Ran got off the plane, she immediately turned on her phone; someone had mentioned yesterday that he’d have time to pick her up today.

The research institute had a different nature than a regular hospital, so Mu Xingfeng rarely had any personal time. The last time she returned to the Imperial City, he couldn’t find the time and had his brother and sister pick her up.

When she turned on her phone, Mu Xingfeng’s message was already waiting in the inbox, telling her he was waiting for her at the exit.

Upon seeing the message, An Ran’s heart became more eager. Seeing Fang Hui still in line over there, she said a word to Zhang Liang and hurriedly walked towards the exit.

Mu Xingfeng wasn’t in formal attire. A dark wool coat accentuated his tall and straight figure; just standing there, his presence seemed to extend to eight feet.

Even in the most ordinary clothing, he stood out from the crowd of people picking up passengers and the throngs of travelers.

"Mu Xingfeng—"

An Ran shouted, waving her hand towards him while holding onto her backpack strap, running straight towards Mu Xingfeng.

At the exit, where it was crowded, Mu Xingfeng watched her slender figure dodging left and right through the crowd, her ponytail swinging with each move. He truly wanted to push through the crowd to hug her, just worried someone might not be careful and bump her over.

How could someone with such a petite frame withstand a collision with others?

"Don’t run, slow down!"

Mu Xingfeng couldn’t help but remind her, his heart rising to his throat.

But in the bustling crowd, An Ran couldn’t hear what he was saying. When she got past the crowd and was close to Mu Xingfeng, she ran towards him like a small rocket, not caring whether Mu Xingfeng could catch her or not, and dove straight into his arms.

"Husband, I’m back. Did you miss me a lot?"

An Ran hugged Mu Xingfeng’s body, leaning all her weight on him, almost hanging onto him, while smiling and lifting her small face, her shimmering eyes sparkling brighter than the stars at night.

"Hmm," Mu Xingfeng looked into her eyes; if it weren’t for the bustling airport, he would surely have wanted to kiss her properly.

Only then, when she was already in his arms, seeing her radiant smile and hearing her joyfully call him husband, did Mu Xingran truly feel at ease.

These days, while calling An Ran every day, he also had Zhang Liang or Fang Hui report An Ran’s situation to him daily.

This kind of unease was something he had never experienced before because he cared so much, he couldn’t bear it.

He couldn’t stand seeing someone he cared about get harmed in any way, couldn’t stand her facing the slightest danger.

Thankfully, she returned safely.

"Are you cold?" Mu Xingfeng reached out to touch An Ran’s small hands, then felt her warm cheeks.

Whether it was from just getting off the plane or from running earlier, her hands weren’t cold, and her cheeks were rosy.

An Ran shook her head, "Not cold at all. I wore an extra layer today."

As she spoke, she even opened her collar, showing Mu Xingfeng the extra cashmere sweater she’d worn on purpose for the Imperial City.

But Mu Xingfeng’s gaze fell on the pendant outside of the cashmere sweater... a clover necklace.

An Ran wasn’t in the habit of wearing jewelry, this Mu Xingfeng knew, so much so that the pink diamond birthday gift he had given was only worn with a dress on special occasions.