He Qian could only apologize in a subservient manner.
To think that she, a rich man's daughter cum socialite, was apologizing to an ordinary nouveau riche who would have to grovel at her feet outside of this setting!
Everything she had done, everything she was willing to do, was for Fu Nanli.
"Does apologizing help matters? Did I pay so much money for a business-class ticket so that I can be splashed with water by you?"
"I'm sorry, Madam. I'm really sorry. How about this? Dongchuan Airlines will reimburse your ticket expenses to make up for your losses. Will this be acceptable?"
The woman only let things rest after having obtained benefits.
Wen Qiao wrapped the small blanket around her body firmly and quietly watched the scene unfold as though it didn't concern her.
There was a hint of resentment in He Qian's gaze as she looked over, her eyes slightly reddened. But that resentment only appeared for a fleeting moment before she quickly hid it away.
Wen Qiao was speechless.
You were the one who didn't service the passenger well. Moreover the one making things difficult for you is that passenger. Why do I sense so much resentment from your gaze?
As the saying went, 'if one really wants to condemn a person, there will be no lack of excuses.'
Zhao Yuan pulled He Qian into the meal room with a dark countenance. "You have made too many mistakes today. I can't shield you anymore and have to deduct points from your performance. Or else if the captain finds out, the punishment will be more severe."
He Qian's tears rolled down her cheeks instantly. "During nearly every trip, there will be passengers making things difficult for me. I'm putting up with all this because of him. But he…"
Zhao Yuan sighed. "He Qian, this might not sound pleasant to your ears, but everything you have done is just wishful thinking on your part. The captain never asked you to do all of this. In fact, he doesn't even care about what you have done for him."
Not wanting to hear the heartbreaking words, He Qian covered a hand over her mouth, nearly sobbing out loud.
Knowing she had spoken a little too harshly, Zhao Yuan comforted her. "Alright alright, hush hush. I've told you this before, you have so many admirers, so many handsome and rich men amongst them. Why do you insist on having this cold machine who has never even spared you a glance?"
"If I, He Qian, were to marry, I must marry the best. Fu Nanli is the best."
Now that she had seen the best, she couldn't possibly put up with the second best.
Seeing that nothing she said was going into He Qian's head, Zhao Yuan wisely stopped talking.
…
Half an hour later, the plane finally landed at Munich International Airport. As the passengers dispersed, Wen Qiao waited for Fu Nanli in her seat as he had instructed.
Ten-odd minutes later, when the ground personnel entered the cockpit to do their routine inspection, the crew had also disembarked.
Another two minutes later, Wen Qiao saw Fu Nanli walking out of the cockpit.
He was wearing his captain's uniform, two bright yellow armbands on his sleeves with epaulettes of the same color on his shoulders. On his head he donned a pilot cap, exuding the unique vibe of someone in a uniform on top of his handsome good looks.
As he walked towards her through the narrow passageway, he looked just like a male model in uniform. His gaze, fixed intently upon her, was invasive and revealed his possessiveness. With every step he took towards her, Wen Qiao's heart rate escalated by a beat.
Getting to her feet, Wen Qiao walked over to circle her arms around his waist.
"It's been tough on you, Mr. Captain."
The man appeared a little shocked, as though he never expected her to be so passionate and take so much initiative.
Not far away behind the passageway, He Qian felt all sorts of flavors exploding in her heart as she watched the duo. Zhao Yuan tugged at her arm and said, "Let's go."
But He Qian turned her head in a lingering manner, reluctant to leave.
Of course, Wen Qiao was doing it for He Qian's benefit. She naturally didn't have to spare any mercy towards the love rival who refused to even give her a blanket!
Fu Nanli gazed at the young lady's sweet and charming smile, her eyes seemingly brimming with moisture as the edges of her peach-blossomed like eyes slightly upturned at the edges. Her very countenance exuded an inadvertently seductive vibe. Her pupils were a pretty shade of amber and her petite hands were circled around his waist.
Was she aware that this was an extremely dangerous pose?