The private jet was staffed with young and beautiful flight attendants. However, Li Huai didn't even glance at them. The flight attendants initially thought that this young man might have some sexual orientation problems.
After all, with their beauty, ninety-nine percent of the normal male passengers would greedily eye them.
But when they found out that the beautiful curly-haired woman who made them feel inferior was this young man's wife, they were firstly surprised. This young man looked to be just seventeen or eighteen years old, not even of the age to marry yet. Moreover, he married such a beautiful wife; no wonder he had no interest in them, mere mortal women.
"Ugh!" Liu Xiangli suddenly retched. Li Huai quickly rushed over, but he kept a little distance.
"Wife, what's wrong?" Li Huai asked.
