Chapter 163: The Beauty on the Plane
Mo Shaoyun got on the plane and immediately saw Chen Tianlong, his brows furrowed, wondering whether Chen Tianlong had stopped attending classes and was out traveling for no reason.
Shaking his head, Mo Shaoyun returned to his seat and sat quietly, knowing that this trip to the Capital City was not for fun, but for a very important mission.
After boarding the plane, Chen Tianlong felt a bit bored and decided to close his eyes and sleep.
Who knew that as soon as he closed his eyes, he would hear a woman’s voice? Initially, Chen Tianlong thought it was a flight attendant, but upon looking up, he discovered it was a beautiful woman dressed in professional attire.
"Excuse me, sir, could you let me pass? My seat is inside," the woman’s voice wasn’t particularly sweet, but it was quite pleasant to hear, especially her figure, which caught Chen Tianlong’s eye and banished his sleepiness.
The woman wore a business outfit, her curvaceous figure tightly wrapped, forming a perfect silhouette.
With light makeup and exquisite features, her beautiful eyes flickered with a peculiar look, because at that moment, Chen Tianlong was staring fixedly at her chest.
"Is there something on me?"
The beauty paused, moving past Chen Tianlong.
Since the seat in front leaned back a bit, the beauty had to hunch forward and prop her hands on Chen Tianlong’s chair as she slowly moved inside.
However, this caused her neckline to open up quite a bit, revealing a glimpse of enticing scenery that made Chen Tianlong a bit excited.
"Of course there’s something, and what there is seems quite impressive," Chen Tianlong said with a mischievous smile.
The beauty was stunned, then instinctively glanced down at her chest, her fair face suddenly blushing halfway. After giving Chen Tianlong a sidelong glance, she quickly moved inside to avoid further awkwardness.
Once the beauty settled in her seat, she took a deep breath, thinking how she had been teased by such a scoundrel, feeling a bit indignant.
She was, after all, the secretary to the president of Baiyun Group, a notable figure in the company, and most importantly, she was not just a secretary but also Li Bingshuang’s close friend.
This lady was Liu Xiaoqing.
Liu Xiaoqing glanced back at Chen Tianlong, intending to say something to him, but was surprised to find that he had already closed his eyes again to sleep.
About ten minutes later, Liu Xiaoqing’s expression changed because the young man beside her had fallen asleep again, and not only that, his head kept drifting toward her.
With some disgust, Liu Xiaoqing gave him a light shove, and Chen Tianlong reluctantly returned to his original position.
But within two minutes, Chen Tianlong’s head drifted toward her again, this time more recklessly, directly resting on Liu Xiaoqing’s chest.
Looking at Chen Tianlong softly snoring, Liu Xiaoqing really felt an urge to slap him awake but ultimately couldn’t bring herself to do it.
Liu Xiaoqing was such a girl—tough on the outside but gentle at heart, appearing fierce but deeply kind, often shedding tears at the sight of those less fortunate.
Judging by Chen Tianlong’s attire, a casual outfit, it was hard to tell what he did for a living, but his nonchalant demeanor didn’t suggest he was anyone significant, perhaps just a disillusioned young man splurging on a trip.
After taking a deep breath, Liu Xiaoqing decided to let him lean for a while; she’d push him back later. Chen Tianlong realized the beauty wasn’t pushing him off, so he slowly opened his eyes, surprised that this tactic worked.
Gazing at the scene inside Liu Xiaoqing’s outfit, Chen Tianlong’s heart couldn’t help but race.
Wow, what an impressive sight; it’s unexpected that while the derrière might not be so perky, the superior view more than compensated.
Chen Tianlong secretly praised.
Just at that moment, Liu Xiaoqing accidentally glanced at Chen Tianlong, suddenly noticing his eyelashes fluttering—he had opened his eyes.
Following his gaze downward, Liu Xiaoqing’s cheeks suddenly turned as red as a boiled lobster.
Because she discovered that a button on her chest had somehow come undone, presenting a beautiful sight from top to bottom.
"Hey, have you seen enough?"
Liu Xiaoqing paused for a moment and realized that the young man was pretending to sleep, using it as a pretext to peek.
"No? Ah, maybe yes, or not yet?"
Caught in the act, Chen Tianlong became somewhat tongue-tied, raising his head to speak.
"You... you pervert, shameless..."
Liu Xiaoqing gently remarked, intending to slap Chen Tianlong.
She was kind-hearted, yet when faced with scoundrels, she could be quite violent, never holding back, an embodiment of her hatred toward injustice.
In the next moment, rather than hearing the legendary "smack" sound, Liu Xiaoqing’s hand was firmly caught by a large hand instead.
Chen Tianlong quickly sat up straight, then held Liu Xiaoqing’s soft hand, saying:
"Oh wow, your hand is indeed tender; it shouldn’t be used to hit me. I should remind you, my bones are pretty hard, so if you injure your delicate hand later, I won’t be responsible, okay."
Chen Tianlong spoke calmly, making it feel like a couple flirtatiously bantering.
"Hmph, a good woman like me won’t stoop to fight men, too lazy to hit you."
Upon hearing this, Liu Xiaoqing hesitated for a moment, preparing to withdraw her hand. Truly, if a man’s body was sturdy, hitting him would only hurt herself.
"Hehe, a beauty is indeed a beauty, not only lovely but also good-natured."
Clearly reluctant to let go, Chen Tianlong thought to himself that an entertaining diversion was necessary for such a boring two-hour journey: "Whoa! Wait a moment."
Suddenly, Chen Tianlong’s eyes widened as though he’d discovered a new continent.
Seeing him holding Liu Xiaoqing’s hand, examining it meticulously, left Liu Xiaoqing puzzled, though she didn’t withdraw her hand.
"From the first half of your love line, uh... your romantic life has been unlucky, which is why you haven’t had a boyfriend, but here you see."
Chen Tianlong intentionally pointed at the palm of Liu Xiaoqing’s hand, lightly tracing his finger over it; the sensation made Liu Xiaoqing’s heart tickle, indescribably.
"Here appears a transition line; what does that represent?" Chen Tianlong said, feigning expertise.
"What does that mean?"
Liu Xiaoqing curiously asked, seemingly resonating with Chen Tianlong’s words.
"It means, you’re about to meet your Prince Charming." Chen Tianlong noticed she had taken the bait and felt inwardly delighted.
"Tch, you’re lying. I already have a boyfriend, thank you very much." Liu Xiaoqing suddenly loosened her grip on Chen Tianlong’s hand, glaring at him: "I don’t want to talk to you."
Liu Xiaoqing puffed her cheeks, turned her face toward the window again, and slowly closed her eyes.
However, her heart couldn’t calm down for a long time. Truth was, she didn’t have a boyfriend; the one she recently dated broke up not long ago, leaving her feeling somewhat despondent.
She had hit the nail on the head just then, but then she thought, what Prince Charming? Could it be she’s really going to meet him?
Thinking of this, Liu Xiaoqing quickly opened her eyes, intending to ask Chen Tianlong but discovered he was snoring again.
With a cold hum, she turned her head back and continued resting her eyes, keeping this state until the plane arrived at the Capital City Airport.
The conference was scheduled for ten the following morning, and it was only half past ten, leaving ample time. After getting off the plane, Chen Tianlong and Mr. Hu found a hotel near Baiyun Group to stay.
Unexpectedly, they ran into the Mo Family and Hao Family members right here.
Chen Tianlong chuckled helplessly, really feeling like foes were bound to meet wherever he went.
Immediately understanding that their presence was not coincidental, he surmised that they too were here for the upcoming conference.