Beiming Han saw Xiao Ya close her eyes again. He shot a cold glance at the air hostess who was staring blankly at him and spat out coldly, "Scram!"
The flight attendant, frightened, hastily retreated with her trolley.
Gu Qingxin, "..."
This man really knew nothing about cherishing women, he mistreated everyone around him.
Before leaving the aircraft, Beiming Han woke Xiao Ya who was still sleeping. When Gu Qingxin woke up, she was drenched in sweat, her forehead's thin hair dampened by it.
Beiming Han touched her forehead, it was ice cold, the fever must have finally gone down this time.
She looked out the window with hazy eyes, seeing everything covered in white snow, and what seemed like snowflakes falling. Surprised and excited, she grabbed the man's arm and exclaimed, "Sir, it's snowing! It's snowing outside!"
Seeing Xiao Ya's excitement, Beiming Han silently acknowledged that bringing her on this journey was the right decision.
