In this world, are there really such things as pure coincidences? Everything cos with a price.
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"Brother Donglin..." she called out, her voice incredibly soft.
"Brother Donglin..."
"Stop calling . I’m angry."
She lowered her voice even more, pleading, "Brother Donglin...please don’t be angry...I beg you...don’t be angry anymore..."
He snorted coldly, becoming even more arrogant and ruthless. "Yan Xixi, do you even know what you did wrong?"
"This...um..."
"Just because you threw a tantrum, acted spoiled, and were being dramatic, you’ve created all this trouble. Miss, have you ever reflected on yourself? Try this again! I’m warning you, there won’t be a third ti, or else I’ll definitely punish you severely."
Reprimanded like an elentary school student, her heart nonetheless blood with joy, a feeling sweeter than honey. From that mont on, none of her problems mattered anymore. She held his hand even tighter, vowing never to let go for the rest of her life.
AAAHHH, my heart is blooming with happiness! This flight is so beautiful, so comfortable, so luxurious! The passengers around us are all so lovely, and even the flight attendant is so pretty!
He grumbled bitterly, "Just look at the flight you chose! Ridiculous!"
If he had been in charge of the travel arrangents, he definitely wouldn’t have booked such a flight. But what experience did Yan Xixi have? She was utterly ignorant of the situation and had only chosen a relatively cheaper first-class cabin after many comparisons.
You get what you pay for. Different planes have different first-class cabins.
How was she to know that there were super luxurious first-class cabins in this world? Rotating, lie-flat seats were already passé, and large spaces were commonplace. So airlines even offered luxurious suites with double beds. How would a country bumpkin like her know any of this?
Yan Xixi felt that this was good enough already.
At this mont, never mind a first-class cabin. Even if she had to travel in economy class, on a hard seat on a train, or simply stand all the way to the United States, it wouldn’t matter at all.
She was overco with excitent, yet couldn’t find the words to express herself. She simply held on tight to his hand, afraid that he would disappear the very next mont.
Wan Donglin saw that her earlier tear-stained face was now all smiles. Her tears had long since vanished. He couldn’t help but chuckle to himself. She’s just like a child.
A wave of empathy washed over him. What if I hadn’t co? Poor girl.
Earlier, she had believed herself to be alone. Silently leaning to the side with an eye mask on, pretending to sleep, her expression had been sorrowful. Clearly timid and insecure, traveling alone always made her afraid.
His imnse anger vanished into thin air, and his heart instantly softened.
"Silly girl, next ti I’ll show you what a real first-class cabin is like."
"Oh yes, yes!"
The plane soared into the clouds. The coffee was delicious and the snacks were tasty. She was completely revitalized. It was turning into an extrely pleasant flight.
She looked curiously at the layers of clouds outside the window, peering at the scenery below.
Wan Donglin saw her frequently pressing her face against the window, acting just like a child. He chuckled inwardly and coughed dryly a few tis.
She imdiately looked back at him, her eyes sparkling, and whispered, "Brother Donglin...why did you co?"
"You didn’t want to co?"
"Of course not!"
Leaning on his shoulder, she said softly, "You don’t know, I was terrified before. I really wanted to call you, to ask you to co with ."
"Then why didn’t you call?"
She faltered, "That... I... Wasn’t it because I was too shy?"
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