Her eyes widened instantly, and she stuttered, "You...you..."
Overwheld with ecstasy and shock, she was at a loss for words. Her entire being was dumbfounded, her eyes wide as if looking at an enemy.
The stewardess nearby saw the two were at loggerheads and was imdiately on alert. She wanted to speak up but worried they might have ill intentions. Could they be terrorists or sothing? Especially this lady, with her eyes so wide—what if they start fighting? And that guy doesn’t look like soone to ss with either; his expression is so strange, almost like a villain.
Wary, the stewardess hadn’t yet said a word, still pondering what to do. So people put on a show for ulterior motives—I really hope I haven’t run into malicious criminals!
The stewardess observed, ready to act.
However, the beautiful woman’s voice, when she finally spoke, was as faint as a mosquito’s hum.
Yan Xixi’s eyes were wider than ever, her voice barely audible as she asked, "You...why are you here..."
He completely ignored her, leaning against the seatback with his eyes closed.
The stewardess ca to her own conclusion: So, you don’t want to bother you, huh? Fine, I’ll ignore you. There are plenty of other beautiful won around, anyway.
For so reason, tears welled up in Yan Xixi’s eyes. Embarrassed and not wanting to be stared at, she imdiately put on a sleep mask to cover her eyes.
He scoffed, reaching out to take her hand. She reacted by gripping his hand tightly.
The stewardess nearby was utterly perplexed. What on earth was going on between these two? At first, I thought the Tycoon was being inappropriate, making overly obvious advances. But now, this beautiful lady is, in turn, tightly gripping the Tycoon’s hand! Even a blind person could see what’s going on between them! What new type of flirting is this? Playing hard to get? Love at first sight? Partners in cri?
Yet, Brother Tycoon’s eyes sent a clear ssage: This is no longer your business. Could you step away?
The stewardess, now feeling awkward, quickly put on a smile and asked, "What would you two like to drink?"
Wan Donglin responded cheerfully, "I’ll have a glass of red wine, and this lady will have a coffee, thank you."
"Alright, please wait a mont."
Just as Yan Xixi was about to sit more upright, her hand was seized tightly by his, like a child clinging to a savior. He let out a cold snort and removed her sleep mask.
Forgetting she was on a plane, Yan Xixi imdiately leaned as close to his shoulder as possible.
Thank goodness for this shabby, budget airline, and this equally shabby "First Class" cabin, which is no different from those on small dostic company flights.
He stretched out his large hand, gently wrapping it around her shoulder.
Suddenly, she felt as if a great weight had been lifted.
Her eyes were tightly shut. All her previous worries, anxieties, fears, insecurities, regrets, and self-bla... all those emotions were swept away.
Instantly, she felt grounded and secure. From that mont on, she wouldn’t mind going to the ends of the earth.
Whether it was connecting flights or arriving in Boston at midnight, none of it mattered anymore.
She softly stuttered, "You big brute...you...why are you here?"
He maintained a stern face. "Do you think I wanted to co? But if I hadn’t, the first thing you would have done upon reaching the United States would be to truly break up with , right?"
"..."
"Do you have any idea how much trouble I went through to get this seat at the last minute? Persuading the Tycoon who originally booked it to transfer it to was a huge pain, and I even had to give him an expensive gift. How else do you think I ended up coincidentally right next to you?"
User Comments
0 comments from readers