"Does Auntie know about your injury?"
He Qian's mother was the founder of the largest cosmetics company in the country, Yuelan Corporation, making He Qian a bona fide rich man's daughter cum socialite. She had only condescended to be a mere air stewardess in Dongchuan Airline in order to pursue Fu Nanli.
But Fu Nanli was like a block of ice, completely devoid of emotions. It had been three years, and although they were in the same crew, he had rarely ever spoken to her.
Fu Nanli let out a soft tsk, seemingly displeased at her poking her nose into his affairs.
Uncle Li hurriedly said, "Madam is overseas. Young Master said it's only a minor injury so there's no need to inform her, lest she worries unduly."
With that, He Qian intertwined her fingers, feeling a little awkward because it was apparent Fu Nanli had no interest in continuing the conversation. It was obvious he wished for her to leave.
He had always been this cold and aloof. Furthermore because she cared too much, she didn't dare to act rashly, fearing that she would lose all chances entirely if she made him displeased.
That was why the two of them had interacted as colleagues in a neither hot nor cold manner throughout these three years.
Moreover she had always been a proud one. She felt that in the entire company, she was the only one whose appearance and family background were good enough for Fu Nanli. Regarding those eagerly-attentive air stewardesses, she had always felt contempt towards them.
In fact, she even fantasized that one day Fu Nanli would take the initiative to pursue her.
Yet now, without any omen, Fu Nanli suddenly had a girlfriend.
How had this happened? This was like a thunderbolt out of a clear sky, shocking her out of her wits and throwing her into confusion.
As the chief stewardess, Zhao Yuan had worked alongside Fu Nanli for four years now and had a pretty good understanding of him. Seeing his slightly furrowed brows, she knew that he was getting impatient. So she hurriedly pulled He Qian and said, "Captain, have a good rest. We're waiting for you to come back."
The group of them slowly exited the room.
Standing next to the coffee vending machine in the inpatient department, He Qian's face was drained of all color and she looked pale and listless.
Rich men's daughters from prominent families like her always had a shrewd judgment, with eyes that worked like X-ray scanning devices. One look at that girl who brushed shoulders with her and she knew how much her outfit roughly cost—from head to toe, they didn't add up to more than two thousand yuan.
It wasn't that she was prejudiced, but it was truly incompatible for high-end luxury to stand next to roadside goods.
"Sister Yuan, this can't be real right?" He Qian took a sip of the instant coffee reluctantly, unable to calm down.
Zhao Yuan shrugged. "I wasn't the one who said it. Didn't you hear the Captain himself? He said he was alright and even went to watch his girlfriend's performance this afternoon."
"Did… did he?" The instant she saw Fu Nanli, her mind went blank, and she failed to register anything he said.
For the longest time, she had already had a crush on him. It had been three years and Fu Nanli didn't even spare her a gaze, yet that girl managed to get his approval. Who exactly was she?
Zhao Yuan patted her on her shoulder. "You have so many admirers. Actually you don't have to be so fixated on him, right?"
With the paper cup in her hand, He Qian's hand involuntarily trembled. How could those people be mentioned in the same breath as Fu Nanli?
No one in the world could compare with Fu Nanli.
Seeing her expression, Zhao Yuan didn't know what else she could say to comfort her.
…
After leaving the hospital, Wen Qiao took the bus home. She got off the bus at the entrance to the lane and carrying her pipa case, she walked towards the convenience store at which her mother worked.
She couldn't wait to share the good news with her mother.
From far away, beside a Camphor tree, she saw a silver MINI stop at the entrance of the convenience store. The person getting out of the car was Zhong Hui.
The sensor door to the convenience store automatically opened and she walked in elegantly.
Wen Qiao's heart rose to her throat, and she quickened her footsteps before breaking into a sprint.