Chapter 7
The moment the plane landed at Miran Airport, Jane finally felt a sense of relief.
Mr. Westwood had previously said that he would come with his wife to pick her up.
But she clearly saw someone else as well.
“Jane, over here!”
Jane smiled and walked over, first hugging Mr. Westwood’s wife. “Mrs. Westwood, you still look as young and beautiful as ever.”
Then, she waved at Mr. Westwood, “Mr. Westwood, if you don’t take better care of yourself, you won’t be worthy of the young and beautiful Mrs. Westwood!”
Mr. Westwood laughed heartily and said, “You naughty little girl, we haven’t seen each other for years, and you start teasing me the moment we meet!”
“I’m not teasing you, I’m praising you! With that big beard of yours, you really look like a senior photographer, you could be on par with Max Rief!”
Mr. Westwood laughed and scolded, “Get lost, you’ve been spoiled by your brother since you were little. You have no manners at all.”
Speaking of Tom, Mr. Westwood’s wife asked, “Did you come alone? Your brother didn’t come to see you off?” Mr. Westwood looked behind her and said, “Is he getting the luggage? Jane is empty–handed, someone must be taking the luggage for her.”
Jane linked arms with Mr. Westwood and his wife, pulling them along as she said, “I’m an adult now, I don’t need anyone to see me off. I came here by myself. Mr. Westwood Mrs. Westwood, let’s go, I’m starving…”
Mr. Westwood and his wife didn’t notice anything, they just walked with her out of the airport.
But the other person who came with them caught up and called out, “Hey, Jane…”
Mr. Westwood suddenly smacked his forehead and laughed. “Silly me, I forgot the driver!”
Jane had actually seen this person when she exited the airport.
He was about 30 years old, broad–shouldered, tall, and handsome, yet his demeanor was gentle and refined. He
person. wore a gray sweater jacket and seemed like a kind
Mr. Westwood said, “Jane, this is your senior, Sean Greenwood. Do you remember him?”
Jane thought for a moment, then shook her head in confusion. “Sorry, is Sean also one of your students?”
Mr. Westwood laughed loudly. “You really don’t remember him at all?”
Jane still didn’t recognize him.
Sean’s face flushed slightly, looking a bit awkward, and said, “Mr. Westwood, can we not bring up the past? Please don’t embarrass me like this.”
Mr. Westwood laughed even harder, “Alright, alright, I won’t bring it up, or maybe you can bring it up yourself.”
Sean became even more awkward, quickly running ahead.’ll go get the car, you guys wait for me at the entrance, I’ll be quick.”
