There were no cameras recording in the airplane cabin.
Yan Qi and Su Qi fell behind again, while the people ahead continued walking, not noticing them.
In Su Qi's presence, Yan Qi didn't bother putting on that bright and radiant facade.
He looked Su Qi up and down with a face full of disdain and sneered, "She's just a nobody, it's her good fortune if I touch her."
"And you, you not only rushed ahead of me to carry her suitcase for her, but you also stayed back to warn me... Su Qi."
Yan Qi's face showed a hint of ambiguousness, "You couldn't possibly have taken a fancy to her too, could you?"
Before Su Qi could speak, Yan Qi added, "You might as well give up on that thought, an artiste with a reputation as tarnished as yours, even that nobody, if not blind, knows who would be the better choice."
Su Qi: "..."
Looking at Yan Qi as if staring at an idiot, Su Qi left him with a sentence, "If you dare touch her, I promise, you'll deeply regret it."
