The day when I.M. Pei returned from visiting various countries was also the day when Pei made up his mind to leave Qingcheng and headed for China on Qixi Festival.

The airport was surrounded by many reporters, and they were all waiting for the triumphant return of His Majesty the King and His Highness the Prince.

This visit has achieved great results, which has won many opportunities for economic development for F countries and promoted many cross-border cooperation projects.

I.M. Pei's outstanding performance is obvious to everyone.

Therefore, the people have high hopes for this future monarch.

Various news reports are also praises when talking about I.M. Pei.

When I.M. Pei was rushing to interview with reporters, Bei Qixi looked at him secretly, watching him suddenly become the pride of heaven who was holding the moon.

Bei Qixi had known for a long time that he would be treated so well by the people.

I.M. Pei is really an excellent person, making everyone impeccable to him.

So, how could she be his only burden?

"Okay, you've seen him too. Now you should be satisfied and you can leave with confidence." As the radio reminded the flight to China that it was about to take off, Hejara also urged.

It's so ironic that this time, only He Jiala saw her off on the road on the Chinese Valentine's Day.

Hejara can only feel at ease when she watches her board the plane and leave with her own eyes.

"Where is my stuff?" Bei Qixi resisted her reluctance. She didn't dare to say goodbye to I.M. Pei in person, so she could only leave secretly. As for that notebook, she had to come back.

"Don't worry, you will hand it to your hands before you enter the gate!" He Jiara said expressionlessly, only those huge and crystal eyes were filled with pride.

"No return to China within five years," Hejara said in an orderly tone when she returned the notebook.

Bei Qixi quickly took the notebook, fearing that He Jiala would retake it without trust.

Herjara's words made her furious, "Why! This is my country, my home, why can't I come back!"

It’s ridiculous to not be able to go home for five years!

And Hejiala had already grasped the seven inches and weakness of Bei Qixi. She was arrogant and arrogant. "Do you dare to bet on the honor and disgrace of the royal family, success and failure of I.M. Pei? Let me tell you, I have also taken pictures of the contents in your notebook. Once you come back secretly, don't blame me for adding a stain that will never be erased to the ever-growing Bei royal family." Hejiala was still full of hatred for Bei Qixi.

Only when she saw Bei Qixi feeling sad and in pain did she feel a little relieved.

Bei Qixi held the notebook tightly, and the veins in her hand burst. She stared at Hejiala with cold eyes, "What are the benefits of doing this? Destroying Bei royal family will only make people unstable and the country turmoil, and you are the sinner of F."

But Hejiala was not angry and anxious, but instead smiled and opened her thin lips. She looked at Bei Qixi with contempt, "How could it be? The sinner in F Country is obviously you, you seduced your brother and committed a despicable thing."

"You!" Bei Qixi had no way to refute.

Indeed, no one would understand her relationship with I.M. Pei.

When that day really comes, everyone will point at their noses and curse.

"I wish you to find true love and happiness in China." Hejara waved to Bei Qixi while sending her blessings sarcastically.
Chapter completed!