"? It’s not that I can’t talk; I just don’t know how to say it." Xiao Yebai could only glare at him once more.
How should he say it? The tone his wife used on the phone was indeed sothing he had never heard from her before.
In his mory, she was always like a fighter jet, never admitting defeat.
But the tone she had on the phone just now sounded completely like a drenched chicken, seemingly embarrassed to the extre over sothing.
Thinking that soone might be bullying her, making her feel dejected, he suddenly clenched his fists and cursed, "Who is it?"
Zang Xiaolian quickly tugged at his sleeve, reminding him they were in economy class.
Normally, Xiao Yebai’s habit would definitely have been to sit in first class, but they had just received a call from Tang Sili and had to rush back, and the nearest flight back had no first-class seats available, so they had to get two economy class tickets from scalpers.
Chartering a plane wouldn’t have been faster than this flight. Therefore, to see his wife as quickly as possible, Xiao Yebai had to make do with sitting in economy class.
Seeing Zang Xiaolian tugging at his sleeve, Xiao Yebai glared wide-eyed, "What now? Can’t even talk here? I’ve always said, those who have money should sit in first class; only those without money sit in economy class."
Zang Xiaolian nearly covered his own eyes at this.
Xiao Yebai’s words had indeed triggered a reaction from many people around.
True, Xiao Yebai’s statent wasn’t logically wrong, but the problem is, anyone hearing it while sitting in economy class would feel very uncomfortable.
What does it an, ’only those without money sit in economy class’? Was he suggesting that everyone in this cabin was penniless?
Soone coughed a couple of tis in a protesting manner.
Xiao Yebai, who never cared about these things, blurted out again, "What? Money can’t be taken into the coffin. If you have money, why not spend it on first class and cram into this economy class? Don’t you know that money only returns if it’s spent? If you don’t spend money, how will others earn money, how will they achieve common prosperity?"
His cutting words left the entire cabin of "penniless ghosts" speechless.
From the seat in front of Zang Xiaolian, suddenly ca a woman’s laughter.
After chuckling softly twice, the woman with brightly painted pink nails took off her trendy black sunglasses and with a toss of her wavy hair, tilted her head back in a gesture resembling the glamorous turn of a movie heroine, and looked towards Xiao Yebai who was diagonally behind.
Anyone would think she was about to throw a couple of enticing glances at Xiao Yebai.
The audience around looked at this woman, feeling that with her white LV dress and a small gold chain around her neck with a Buddha pendant, she appeared to be a noble and beautiful heiress from sowhere unknown.
And with Xiao Yebai in his white outfit and white shoes, there was indeed a hint of matching between them.
In fact, the woman seed to think the sa way in her mind at this mont.
With her seductively painted pink lips slightly biting on the tip of her sunglasses, she looked half annoyed, half smiling and said, "The way this gentleman speaks, you sound very much like a certain master on Weibo who commands the storm. I rember that master’s last na is Xiao. May I ask what is your honorable last na?"
Hearing her say sothing so unexpectedly sharp, Zang Xiaolian couldn’t help but take another look at the woman.
Given Xiao Yebai’s appearance, wherever he went, it wasn’t uncommon for gold-digging won to co up to cling onto him. However, none had been as sharp-tongued as this woman before. Xiao Yebai hadn’t revealed his identity, yet how did this woman discern his true identity?
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