Lin Shu stepped forward to hug Fang Zhi, soothing him with a somewhat amused tone, "Don't worry, worst comes to worst, we can die together out at sea."
Fang Zhi rubbed her head, knowing he couldn't persuade her, so he reluctantly agreed.
However...if the weather turned out to be bad and ruined their plans, it wouldn't be his problem.
With his chin in hand, Fang Zhi felt mischievous. After all, he wouldn't let Lin Shu risk herself.
On the plane, Lin Shu and Fang Zhi sat in the first-class cabin, ordering their meals from the flight attendant when a stout man and his cone-faced girlfriend walked in.
"Dear, will your wife mind us traveling abroad together?" the cone-faced woman asked.
The fat-eared man pinched her waist and replied with a greasy smile, "She's preoccupied with our child at home, how could she know that we're already overseas? She probably thinks I'm still at work."
