This ti, the junior’s words thoroughly dispelled Guan Bo’s doubts. After thanking him again, Guan Bo resolutely returned to his hotel, grabbed his luggage, and booked the fastest flight back to East Hill.
Guan Bo was both excited and eager.
While rushing to catch his flight, luggage in tow, he kept dwelling on one issue: the most crucial thing was how to make Du Heng agree.
Otherwise, no matter how skilled he was, if Du Heng didn’t accept the challenge, it would all be in vain.
He surely couldn’t just go to Jinzhou and challenge him at his doorstep, right?
Considering Du Heng’s despicable behavior in the Capital, he suspected Du Heng might resort to even more insidious tactics if he went to Jinzhou.
Therefore, the main battlefield had to be in East Hill, on Guan Bo’s ho turf.
Only if Guan Bo himself orchestrated it could the matter unfold fairly and justly. Moreover, he had to publicize the issue to eliminate any potential excuses for Du Heng to back down.
However, with all these considerations in mind, how could he get Du Heng to agree smoothly?
While he was in line to board the flight, Guan Bo’s eyes suddenly lit up.
He saw Du Heng.
He discovered, astonishingly, that Du Heng was on the sa flight as him.
Could this be a sign from the Lord in Heaven?
Did the Lord in Heaven know about his humiliation?
At this mont, as boarding comnced, Guan Bo suppressed his excitent.
After boarding and stowing his luggage, Guan Bo began searching for Du Heng.
However, after scanning the cabin, he suddenly panicked.
He couldn’t find any trace of Du Heng from the front to the back of the cabin.
Guan Bo anxiously looked around, but the more anxious he beca, the harder it was to find Du Heng.
Had he been mistaken when boarding? Guan Bo felt a flicker of doubt, but he quickly shook his head. No, he couldn’t have been mistaken; the person he saw was definitely Du Heng.
"Sir, the plane is about to take off. Please stay in your seat."
Just as he was about to leave his seat to search from front to back, a beautiful stewardess with a delightful smile approached him. In a sweet yet gentle voice, she softly reminded him.
One doesn’t hit a smiling face, especially not such a sweet and charming stewardess.
The anxious Guan Bo could only force a smile and reluctantly returned to his seat.
But the anxiety in his heart didn’t diminish in the slightest.
The fuselage vibrated gently as the plane ascended, gradually drawing level with the white clouds. The magnificent Capital slowly shrank from view, eventually disappearing into the vast expanse.
Du Heng unbuckled his seatbelt, intending to stand, when Wu Shengnan, who was chatting with Feng Su beside him, asked with concern, "What’s wrong?"
Du Heng pointed to his stomach. "I’m feeling a little uncomfortable. I’m going to the bathroom."
"Then go ahead," Wu Shengnan said, turning her attention back to Feng Su to continue their conversation.
However, it was more than just chatting. Li Qin had promised Wu Shengnan a role in a film, and she was currently seeking Feng Su’s advice on acting.
Although Wu Shengnan knew that the role Li Qin would find for her would likely be a bit part with only one or two lines, at most three or four, this didn’t dampen her enthusiasm in the slightest.
Feng Su knew this too, but she still enthusiastically explained things to Wu Shengnan, without a hint of being perfunctory.
In a hurry to use the restroom, Du Heng didn’t speak further with Wu Shengnan and went straight to the lavatory at the back.
It wasn’t his first ti flying, but it was his first ti using the restroom in mid-air.
On previous flights, he’d felt the urge, but a subtle awkwardness and discomfort had always made him hold it until they landed.
But today, he really couldn’t hold it anymore.
However, after he was done, the sensation—mainly the psychological feeling—was quite strange.
Exiting the restroom, Du Heng couldn’t help but shake his head and chuckle lightly. I’m being a bit too lodramatic, he thought.
"Du Heng."
Suddenly, an urgent voice sounded. Du Heng, who was about to return to his seat, stopped in his tracks.
Turning around, he saw a vaguely familiar man rising from a seat further away, looking at him with urgency and anger.
Who was this?
Du Heng racked his brain, trying to connect a na to the face.
But for Guan Bo, whom he had t only once, Du Heng found it difficult to associate the na with this face.
It was only when Guan Bo left his seat and approached him that Du Heng finally made the connection.
By then, however, two flight attendants had approached Guan Bo. "Sir, please don’t move around unnecessarily. Return to your seat."
Simultaneously, another flight attendant ca up to Du Heng. "Sir, now that you’ve finished, please return to your seat promptly."
Du Heng felt a little embarrassed and quickly said, "Okay, I’ll go right now."
He then turned to Guan Bo. "Doctor Guan, I didn’t expect to run into you here. What a coincidence." He glanced at the flight attendants. "It’s not very convenient right now, Doctor Guan. Let’s chat after we deplane."
Having said that, he quickly returned to his seat.
However, Du Heng’s actions caused Guan Bo’s fury to flare up instantly.
An insult! This is an insult to !
A thin curtain has beco an instrunt of my humiliation!
Although I don’t know if Du Heng is in first class or business class, compared to my economy class seat, I’ve been subtly humiliated!
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