It took a while for the passengers on the plane to recover from their daze. Looking at the five people tied up crying regretfully. Their expression dazed as though they were still in a dream.
"You… You're amazing!" The stewardess exclaimed with her mouth forming an O shape, feeling as though she had just ascended to heaven from hell.
Ye Lingchen rubbed his nose. "Thank you."
The stewardess winked at Ye Lingchen, then passed him a strip of paper before leaving hastily.
"Ex… Excuse me. I have misjudged you." The woman from before apologized, embarrassed by her actions.
She too passed a strip of paper to Ye Lingchen before leaving. She had even rubbed her fingers on his palm in the process.
'Hot damn! What was that all about?'
After that, Ye Lingchen's seat was surrounded—mostly by women. They were flirting with him as they thanked him.
By the time he disembarked, he had received over twenty little strips of paper.
