C43 Ziyan missed you

"Miss Denzong, calm down. Everything will be fine. My people will handle the rest. Let’s board the flight or we’ll miss it."

Xia Denzong paced the VIP lounge, heels clicking sharply on the marble floor. Her perfectly painted lips were pressed into a thin line, and her brows furrowed in frustration. What happened back there—it wasn’t supposed to go public. Not like this