Reborn in the 80s: The Smart Wife with a Secret Space Chapter 1166: Airport Pickup

It was the day Xinyan was scheduled to return home. From the early hours of the morning, He Jinxuan had diligently cleaned every inch of the house until he was completely satisfied with the result.

The plan was set: after picking up Xinyan, they would return together to the Gu Mansion and only then come back the following day to view the house they had set their sights on.

After making sure he looked presentable, he departed from their home a full two hours ahead of schedule.

Han Jingchen had initially intended to accompany his young lady on her return journey. However, a last-minute mandatory meeting notice for the department had arrived, making his attendance unavoidable.

Given that Gu Wanqing had a significant project appointment at her company during the day, the honorable task of picking Xinyan up fell upon He Jinxuan.

Perhaps it was the sheer anticipation bubbling within him, but what was typically a one-hour drive felt significantly shorter, taking only forty minutes to complete.

Upon inquiring at the service desk, he received confirmation that the flight was on schedule and not subject to any delays.

Clutching the bouquet of flowers he had thoughtfully prepared beforehand, he took his position near the arrival gate.

In these current times, witnessing someone at the airport holding flowers to greet a loved one was a rather uncommon sight, naturally drawing a considerable amount of attention.

He stood patiently for an hour and a half, his posture unwavering, without a hint of fatigue.

Xinyan retrieved her luggage and, engaged in a lively conversation with Jiang Peiqin, stepped out into the arrivals hall. Her eyes immediately found He Jinxuan standing at the exit.

Though not conventionally handsome, he possessed a distinct masculine presence, standing tall and upright like a stately poplar.

While others might not have noticed, Xinyan could clearly discern the eagerness and sheer joy reflected in his eyes.

The moment Jiang Peiqin spotted He Jinxuan, she beamed at Xinyan, exclaiming, "Oh, how incredibly romantic! He even brought flowers. This man who's eager to get married is truly something else. Hurry up now, let's walk a bit faster."

Not only Jiang Peiqin but also Xinyan herself had not anticipated such a grand gesture. He was typically a man of action rather than words, and Xinyan had always privately considered him not to be the romantic type.

Amidst their group, a few individuals recognized the man holding the flowers as Han Xinyan’s fiancé. One couldn't help but remark, "This man is truly devoted to Han Xinyan, even going to the extent of buying flowers to welcome her."

A classmate nearby leaned in, inquiring, "Do you know him?"

The first classmate smiled and provided the explanation, "That’s Han Xinyan’s fiancé. I’ve seen him drop Xinyan off at school on occasion before."

"He's quite tall, isn't he? Although, perhaps a little too dark-skinned, don't you think?"

It was evident that this comment stemmed from a place of veiled envy, a pickiness born from not wanting to admit admiration.

Xinyan, standing not too far away, overheard the remark clearly. She mused to herself, 'Only I can truly comprehend how wonderful he is. A man doesn't need to be overwhelmingly handsome; otherwise, he'd inevitably attract endless romantic entanglements.'

Her He Jinxuan is simply perfect. He boasts broad shoulders, a trim waist, and long legs. His temperament is steady, and he adeptly nips any potential romantic troubles in the bud. Furthermore, he is an excellent cook, diligently handles the dishes, and manages the household with care. Most importantly, his affections and gaze are exclusively for her. What true value lies in mere good looks, after all?

He Jinxuan might not be the epitome of dashing good looks, but his appearance is certainly pleasing, exuding a masculine charm and a potent sense of manliness.

Unable to suppress her feelings any longer, she quickened her pace, a radiant smile gracing her lips as she called out, "He Jinxuan, I’m back."

A powerful urge to sweep her into his arms surged through He Jinxuan, but he managed to restrain himself amidst the crowd. With a touch of humility, he replied, "I came to pick you up. Welcome home, Yanyan."

As he spoke, he presented the flowers, yet the word 'darling' remained unspoken on his lips, though he conveyed it silently in his heart.

His beloved wife was finally home; how much longer could their marriage be postponed?

Ever since their engagement, he had conscientiously held back his deepest passions, fearing that excessive displays of affection might invite unwanted gossip for Yanyan.

Although they had previously agreed to wed only after she completed her studies, a part of him yearned to bring her home as his bride much sooner.

Moving in perfect synchronicity, Xinyan gracefully accepted the flowers, and in the same instant, he took the luggage cart from her grasp.

A shared exchange of smiles passed between them, their eyes brimming with a tender blend of love, affection, and heartfelt longing.